<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149</id><updated>2011-12-31T01:10:02.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Alphabets' Puzzle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当个修女，只要与原则不符的事一概都尽量不去做，免得自己受伤害。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;结果总觉得自己不好，要去认真的对别人好，别人才会对我好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不再做修女，我做鸡。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不设限，用生命去赌快乐。不断地挑战自己的底线。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;生活用尽一切的灿烂，去泯灭那内心的寂寞空虚。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不懂这样的生活，会维持多久，等到我想停的那刻，自然就会停了吧？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;有些傷痕像場大火 把心燒焦難以復活。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;我只能说我被你烧伤后，是自取其辱，反正往身上泼燃油的是我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;你要离开，我为你开了最后的一道门，最后一次的宽容。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;别再回来了，我踏出了那步我就回不去。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;祝福你美好。幸福。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3472952171250551869?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3472952171250551869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3472952171250551869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3472952171250551869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3472952171250551869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='大火'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-5538729240676384447</id><published>2011-08-27T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T11:18:24.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solved</title><content type='html'>事情原来就这样解决了。&lt;div&gt;我的情绪都复杂了我自己。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;谢谢你。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;原来我在等，等你用我的方式来解决我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;原来我解决他们的方式，没有错。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;因为这样，真的不痛。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;反而那一刻，我思绪清晰的笑了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;自己那么白烂，那么神经，那么疯狂。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;原来自私会做出那么多事情。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;问了自己，这是青春吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;把你的影子加点盐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;腌起来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;风干&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;老的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;下酒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;摘自 夏宇 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5538729240676384447?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5538729240676384447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5538729240676384447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5538729240676384447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5538729240676384447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/08/solved.html' title='Solved'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-7170680228979815811</id><published>2011-08-21T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T10:51:08.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You By My Side</title><content type='html'>不想每件事，都去追根究底，讨个原因。我累&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;每次都会要是我在乎，在乎的自己的情绪超载。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不想去猜测每个小细节，小动作的背后意义。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你给过我很明确的答案，自己却很故意的忘记。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很想很想在走靠近一点。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很想很想。。。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有你陪我看个日出，然后看个日落。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有你陪我去个旅行，然后走个世界。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有你陪我吃个宵夜，然后自己洗碗。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有你陪我睡个午觉，然后温暖抱你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有你陪我坐在身边，然后靠着彼此。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有你陪我走一段路，然后一起迷路。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有你陪我一直陪我，然后继续陪我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有你陪我。。。。 有一个你，能陪着我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-7170680228979815811?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/7170680228979815811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=7170680228979815811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7170680228979815811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7170680228979815811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/08/have-you-by-my-side.html' title='Have You By My Side'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3825749678909822006</id><published>2011-08-06T14:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T14:23:29.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>乖，别哭。</title><content type='html'>今天超级想见你，还是说我每天都超级想见你？&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我一篇一篇的看回我们聊天的history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们以前的对话好轻松。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;反而说了好多我爱你，你爱我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;现在说什么都变得沉重了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最近我我是爱哭鬼。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想见到你的时候，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;说不出话的时候，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;见不到你的时候，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我一个人的时候，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;听歌想到你的时候，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想到晚饭不能烦你的时候，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想到我会一个人看电影的时候，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想到我还没请你吃的优格雪糕，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想到下班时，不能打给你乱说的时候，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想到我们不能一直都是两个人的朋友，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想到我给你好多压力，尴尬的时候，我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有好多事情，我都会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我怎么会变得那么爱哭？就一直哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;哭得很无助。还是很无助。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;青青的是上线的你。我笑了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;原来我想见你的时候，你有在。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但我知道我会哭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为你会不在。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;我怎么那么不会控制我自己？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;我很讨厌自己。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3825749678909822006?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3825749678909822006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3825749678909822006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3825749678909822006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3825749678909822006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='乖，别哭。'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-4364598276565637582</id><published>2011-08-05T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:44:11.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need A Hug</title><content type='html'>明天就是七夕。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我知道我很任性，更是霸道。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这样的我，更是害怕被遗弃的寂寞，可是我学不会分享，我自私的要占有，要控制。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这样的我，我们都很有压力。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我明白的事很简单。我喜欢你，我就要对你超好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不明白的是，我对你好，你是否会觉得不舒服。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我其实很矛盾。矛盾的很不得了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我说话不再那么直接，因为我害怕话题让你尴尬。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我表达的方式却更直接，因为我一心就像对你好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们都故作镇定。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我却掩饰不了我自己，你掩饰不了你那想逃开的表情。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其实从那天起，我们都不再是我们。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我常常说，情绪是自己的。但是我却常交给别人保管。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不喜欢被骗，所以我会问很多，想知道更多。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我缺乏安全感，归宿感。因为我会猜疑，不信任。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我非常讨厌这样的我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;午饭后，那种闷热空气里的寂寞拼命的挤压的我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我想要见到你。眼定定看着电脑，发着呆。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;同事们的聊天，今晚的计划，朋友们都在我脑里闪了两三遍。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;然后很慌，很不知所措。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我从很久就发现自己很不喜欢那种，为什么我会在这里的感觉。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么我会是我？为什么我不是其他人？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我再努力，再加油，都不会是其他人。我就只能一直输。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;自我感觉很差，那种被世界遗弃的寞落感涌着上来，夹杂寂寞的闷热。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我整个就像个压力锅。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好想有个人能在我身边给我一个拥抱，告诉我还有人在，别怕。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我只想找个人陪。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我找不到。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你说过你会心痛。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你见过我的放任，我的堕落。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你不想看见我重蹈复撤。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你不想看见我爱上任何一个人。因为我脆弱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我哭哑了跟你说。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我已经在重复自己最怕的事情。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;谢谢你，让我把积压的情绪都爆发出来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不能说我释怀了，但我有轻松了点。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;哭过就好了，不是这样说的吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;有人问我，喜欢你吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;我微笑的点头说 ：“喜欢啊~”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;其实我比喜欢还要喜欢你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;明天是七夕。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我讨厌明天。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;感觉上我会见不到你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;你会跟小明出去吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我又再生自己闷气了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;我真会呷醋。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0dUhU8ykYlw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;对不起。我喜欢你。真的很抱歉。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-4364598276565637582?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/4364598276565637582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=4364598276565637582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4364598276565637582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4364598276565637582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-need-hug.html' title='I Need A Hug'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0dUhU8ykYlw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3222043379656225606</id><published>2011-07-24T03:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:45:26.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>夜半胡言乱语</title><content type='html'>当了上班族后，什么脑汁都在公司被绞干绞净，回到家都半昏迷，半中风状态。&lt;div&gt;换了新的环境，公司里大家都好好人。只是自己找不到那个相处的舒适地带。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;换了新的环境，才发现自己超级慢热，原来我也会讲出超白目的话， 原来自己觉得厉害的事情，真的也只是so so 罢了。 打从心底害怕会被讨厌，或被看不起，却又有种迷茫无力感。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;见客的时候，觉得自己很白痴。什么都不会的鹑蛋，静静的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;说话的时候，觉得自己很白烂。不大会看耳鼻目嘴，说错话。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;做事的时候，觉得自己很神经，好像什么都懂一点，就一点。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好多话想要说，到了嘴都吞回。 好多想法，却没有办法把它们解释。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;感觉自己很无用。 到底自己的强项是什么？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;忍跟妥协。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不久前，去了澳洲。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好久没有搭飞机了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;离开地面时，才发现心往下坠。总在离开时，会发现除了家人朋友，最想见到的是你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;美好的五天四夜。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不懂爱几时发芽。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但你变得好重要。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我变得好想你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我回来后，第一个要见的是你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我从来不知道，我会介意那么多事情。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的日历里越来越多我讨厌的日子。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在陌生国度，常常在想买什么给你是最好的礼物。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你最了解我，你最懂我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你懂得诠释我的举动。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这是我以为的。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但我不知道，没有你的时候我会想你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有我的时候，你却不是寂寞的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不喜欢这样的自己。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你一直只会是我那个最好的朋友。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们就这样而已，就像你说这样。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这是我的温柔。一直都是。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3222043379656225606?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3222043379656225606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3222043379656225606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3222043379656225606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3222043379656225606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;所以你的心会看不见我。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5272612396237015435?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5272612396237015435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5272612396237015435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5272612396237015435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5272612396237015435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/05/comparison-hurts.html' title='Comparison Hurts'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2746477105982734022</id><published>2011-04-08T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T14:01:48.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;生日快乐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;迈入22个年头，有什么感想？没有，生日也开始变得就日历上的一页纸，变成一种可以放肆放纵的理由。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;变得不再许太多愿，怕不实现，也很懒惰去实践。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;世界和平，国泰民安？我只期望自己口袋快点有钱，来得及在世界末日前用自己的钱去旅行，吃饭，shopping。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;22岁要乖，要平安，要健康，要快乐，要变帅，要变瘦，要长高，要皮肤变好，最重要有钱，那么其他的自然会实践。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2746477105982734022?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2746477105982734022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2746477105982734022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2746477105982734022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2746477105982734022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1461270718846663121</id><published>2011-03-31T01:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T11:33:24.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bounced Back to Comfort Zone</title><content type='html'>三个星期了，加油！！！ 除了电话电话还是电话，每天一早见面就跟电话打个招呼：今天好好加油！屁，我才没有那么神经质，根本挂着一副上班去死脸。好丑都来到上班鸟，心情不好转身走人很样衰jek，况且我没有钱，这个才是重点。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其实，我这种小羔羊在这间公司算不错了，坐在落地玻璃窗旁边，前面看海，后面还有风扇。做到堵烂就黏玻璃，然后发呆，那种不知身高体重会压破玻璃然后变成堵烂鸟飞出去。。。精神可嘉。其实同事们，friendly到我真的不好意思，害我假假慢热，来掩饰我澎湃的内心。Pattern做够点比较不容易下水，保留一点惊喜给它朝一日的发疯。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Booking也有，feedback也有几条，其实我也是极有潜质的。每天扮听不懂普通话/华文/中文，死都要跟老板讲Hello，其实很好玩。被挂电话，被骂也爽，反正不会痛，反而很喜欢那种我讲多多，然后深深体会对方其实听不明白的感觉。那个秒，我好像很聪明去。听明白，我当然有种很欣慰的感触，终算没有白废。听明白又怎样？pattern多过巴刹杀价的aunty,这个贵，这个不好，要便宜，要好，又要想，想完又要考虑，千年轮回都不够他们用。。。怎样也好过那些，听到Hello就给你嘟嘟嘟的。其实这份工，快乐的就是这里，一个电话给你看见一个很大的世界，很不同兼多样化的世界。每天好好说话，挂了电话才骂你粗话。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;讲到那么好听，人生的BUT就是在这种时候派上用场的。每天要有新的contacts, 100个那么多，要人名，职位，公司。上海北京很大，大到可怕，世界级的公司多，多到可怕。BUT真正下手去捞的时候，会发现捞到一坨屎，然后在里面找金箔，真的很可怕。上班下班，回家再努力找电话，隔天再拼命拨电话，会发现这个世界很美好，因为10个里面有9个是空号，离职，打错，部门撤离了。。。然后就在自己的座位画圈圈，懊恼昨晚做么不要早点睡，反正找了的东西，都是大便。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;整天提着心，吊着胆。明天的号码够不够吃？想到不能睡，周末回去摸database。典型吃不安，睡不着，半夜起来差点哭。问谷歌这个神，你问东，得到西。问人，人很好，都会教。教了还是不会，看他们示范，结果自己还是暗笑，你们也是找不到！可是除了示范的时候找不到，你们还是有几百个号码在桌上的？想到这样，我就狂拔头发！！！　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这种事情，不会跟同事complaint的。吃饭的时候，同台但是耳朵用来听，嘴巴用来吃，不要讲，讲了人家也当没有到，跟你笑笑。所以那个跟我一起去死的小鸟，整天一起吃饭然后不停的同情对方，一起complaint。然后他唔捞了！YES!　有人垫底，我走也走得安乐。。。我隔了两天来一个杀他们措手不及，在大老板来的第二天，做pattern，然后不玩了。现实永远都是现实的，挽留你的时候好声好气，看见你决意离开后，四川变脸。我也适应不了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;滚回去自己的舒适地带，什么也不做。心情也开始郁闷起来，前路茫茫，该怎么办？想着想着，整个人就慢慢的石化，沉入海底。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gWxZ-zV-zu4/Ta85oeik0sI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Vdj-hoy9hwU/s320/lget5010%252Bhomer-simpson-stupid-like-a-fox-the-simpsons-poster-card.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597756229400449730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;整个SOHAI酱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1461270718846663121?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1461270718846663121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1461270718846663121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1461270718846663121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1461270718846663121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/03/bounced-back-to-comfort-zone.html' title='Bounced Back to Comfort Zone'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gWxZ-zV-zu4/Ta85oeik0sI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Vdj-hoy9hwU/s72-c/lget5010%252Bhomer-simpson-stupid-like-a-fox-the-simpsons-poster-card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-518459059155084530</id><published>2011-03-05T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T01:35:14.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第一步</title><content type='html'>Every step counts, every step I took, is every step I grow. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm officially the force of labor for Malaysia for 1week. Undergone 3 days almost 4 days of training in the company, overall was fun tho. Atleast I am fed with free lunch =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much excitement to join others to work something out, so much expectation to get my own 1st salary. So much worry that I can't handle this job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I come to realize that the art of words, the beauty of spoken language, the wonder of voice tone. You can really makes something out of it as you desire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far so new, ROOKIE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--pQ2L1Q5ipg/TZNpwAHztjI/AAAAAAAAAmA/8Xcx4pSmGXM/s320/hop-movie-photo-14-550x326.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589927835884303922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-518459059155084530?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/518459059155084530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=518459059155084530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8206186806899199387</id><published>2011-02-28T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T00:17:27.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Dare To Sleep, As I Will Wake Up Differently.</title><content type='html'>再过几个小时，我就是堂堂正正的上班族了。心情是烦乱的，感觉像第一次上小学。想要哭哭啼啼的。可是，还是算了吧。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;明天，不能赖床。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;明天，不能迷糊。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;明天，不能脆弱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;明天，不能害怕。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;。。。好多好多的兔子在脑里乱窜。手指甲还没有剪，头发会太长吗？午餐要怎么办呢？会被讨厌吗？会跟不上进度吗？好多好多的不确定~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不说上班的事了，越说肉就越挫。。。怎么办，我也不知道～&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;说脚，还在痛，快三星期了。好好走路的感觉变得好陌生，翘下翘下，好像鸭子。这次痛好久，时痛时不那么痛。怎么办了？推拿了四次，还是这样。看来真的要好好去看医生了。 可是我总是很害怕医生嘴巴里说出来的话。怎么办？我也不知道～&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;脸上的豆豆，突然在一星期里茂盛发展。严重影响心情。怎么办？我也不知道～&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;人生，就是这样咯。怎么办？我也不知道。所以有一步走一步，就会知道了咯。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8206186806899199387?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8206186806899199387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8206186806899199387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8206186806899199387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8206186806899199387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dont-dare-to-sleep-as-i-will-wake-up.html' title='I Don&apos;t Dare To Sleep, As I Will Wake Up Differently.'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1511537688368580523</id><published>2011-02-05T10:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:16:17.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, New Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;老虎跑掉了~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;新年了，兔子跳啊！跳啊！跳啊！其实我真的很例牌的过年。年过一年，又一年，其实不太应该说，可是也真的有点麻木了。至于我怎样过每一年的新年，其实也真的就是这样子。过着2-3天没有网络的日子。少少的郁闷，然后看着还没穿的新衣发愁。心想什么机会才能穿？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其余的，看不见，听不见，假假的高窦pattern. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;长大了，过年最明显的莫过于年岁的增加，红包的减少。不成对比，也不公平。是么？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;年初一，新买的裤子就这样落线，小小的缝，溜下鸟，通下风。發啊！！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今年发现了，有些话，真的不吐不快，可是吐了以后，怎样去清理，也真的是个麻烦。再加上这种关系，心情，节日。真的乱了一下，然后又假假的当什么都没有发生。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;以后，又有这种情况到底说还是不说呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*话锋一转*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;铁手笔，神算子，用手指算一算。我的日子不多了。我有种被拉扯的感觉，万种不舍得，万种期待，千般害怕，千般希望。时间都那么紧凑了，我还是举棋不定，仰或我在等那条歪船到桥头？对未来，有点小小的头绪，可是真的不是足够让你安心的。那种感觉像考试没有准备就进考场的可怕，再可怕很多，因为考试豪气点Fail了就算，两条路 - Pass不然死！然后死而复生。像凤凰一样厉害，涅磐再生。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;女人最怕嫁错郎，男人最怕入错行，老子不想叉错脚而万劫不复。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*话锋再转*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;刚刚看完媒人帮，放弃了晚餐又名宵夜。其实没有什么感觉，就觉得讲soli好好笑，为了一句讲soli，坐了两小时。我也很好笑 XD 今年的贺岁片，除了天天好天，其他的还没有看。对我来说亲情，的确很珍贵，可是贱起来，真的说什么也捡不起来，拾不回来。不是不珍惜，只是有些亲情会让你不知道要怎样去珍惜。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;兔子啊~我许一点点愿，能的话帮忙一下。ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;兔子啊，兔子，我身边，我珍视的人，都要健健康康，快快乐乐。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;兔子啊，兔子，我需要健康，勇气，毅力，突破，才智，去建设自己的人生。加一点点的帅气和运气。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;兔子啊，兔子，爱情，随便吧。不想去期待。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一切知足安好，就是最好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1511537688368580523?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1511537688368580523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1511537688368580523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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没有所谓的期待，就不会失望，凡是努力，往好的方面想，事情就自然好了。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2011　开心最好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5864309625678003015?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5864309625678003015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5864309625678003015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5864309625678003015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5864309625678003015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2011/01/year-2011.html' title='Year 2011'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6070434867105773049</id><published>2010-12-29T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T04:36:29.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;如果你还在，我会挽着你的手，陪你度过每个朝夕。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我会夹菜给你吃，每一顿都给你盛饭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我会陪你说说话，听听你的说说我的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我会给你打电话，要你接送我的时候。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我会陪你看电视，然后一起讨论剧情。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我会陪你每周末，一起去广场吃走看。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我会在没有钱时，唯唯诺诺的跟你要。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我会害怕给你看，我不很漂亮的成绩。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我鼓励你的一切，你也鼓励我的一切。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我还有许许多多，你也还有许许多多。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你还在，我依然被爱护着，你依然是欣慰开心。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只可惜你已不再，我错过了许多。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;大家都安好，切勿担心。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我好想好想好想好想你。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TSTWCFiv0pI/AAAAAAAAAl0/6MbmRsXzuUI/s320/daddy.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558803171418034834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;你是一个巨人，一个坚强的巨人，一个对爱无私的巨人。一个在离开后把力量都留给我的巨人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6070434867105773049?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6070434867105773049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6070434867105773049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6070434867105773049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6070434867105773049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/12/missing-you.html' title='Missing You'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TSTWCFiv0pI/AAAAAAAAAl0/6MbmRsXzuUI/s72-c/daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-5989995649376084167</id><published>2010-12-25T06:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T04:10:03.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I weren't me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;见过了心中偶像。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;听见了心碎吻痕。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;唱出了心中的歌。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;吸入填补的云雾。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;呼出悲伤的朦烟。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;烟酒狂欢了一夜。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有雪的国度里。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有老人与雪橇。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这一个平安夜，我一直重复的想一件事。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;若我非我，那会是个怎样的故事？&lt;div&gt;如果许愿是可以实现的，我告诉流星把我的灵魂留下。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果我再长高些，如果我瘦点，壮点，身材好点。。。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果我真的长得一点也不像我，而是一个比现在的我好看百倍的我。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果我真的长得一点也不像我，我还会受伤害吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果我真的长得一点也不像我，我有权力做选择吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果我真的长得一点也不像我，我做的每件事是否会有更好的效果？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果我真的长得一点也不像我，我会因为自己的长相而被嫌弃唾骂吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果我真的长得一点也不像我，我现在所有的烦恼会不再是烦恼吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当我有了这种的想法，我不自禁的讨厌镜子里的那个人。因为他改变不了这个自己。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TRuVd5XCCDI/AAAAAAAAAls/bNIwe_iQHkg/s320/Untitled.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556198906137806898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我因为自己而变得异常的没有自信。总会想到的是，我不要，不可以，不能，不会。。。因为我是我。我渐渐的不懂得如何跟自己相处，我排挤自己，很在乎别人的眼光，朋友的举动。害怕的是因为自己而让别人讨厌自己。 自己渐渐的自我区隔，渐渐的发现自己跟原本的圈子已有了厚厚的隔阂，一举一动我都小心奕奕。我好讨厌自己，这样的累坏了自己。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果今天的我一点也不是我，你是否会更愿意认识我？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这样的我，只有自卑无助地讨厌自己，说真的我也渐渐的不再确定自己。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5989995649376084167?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5989995649376084167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5989995649376084167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5989995649376084167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5989995649376084167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-i-werent-me.html' title='If I weren&apos;t me'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TRuVd5XCCDI/AAAAAAAAAls/bNIwe_iQHkg/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3899251018803121787</id><published>2010-12-24T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T17:21:05.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>平安夜</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Santa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were real, please smooth my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need another toy with torn to hurt me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or if you may, took away the old toy that been clinging around my heart. It hurts me enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mean to be overwhelm by emotions, but I find no way to cheers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3899251018803121787?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3899251018803121787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3899251018803121787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3899251018803121787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3899251018803121787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='平安夜'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-5382358613322916837</id><published>2010-12-20T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T17:11:24.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Dad</title><content type='html'>最近好吗？好久没有那么真实的接近你。那么亲爱，那么温暖的你。见到你之后，感触深深的萦绕，尤其是用那种方式才能见到的你。那点唏嘘，让我很介怀，很惆怅。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;无法忘怀，你对我投射的陌生眼神。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;无法忘怀，那个你出现的陌生国度，阶梯，庙宇，神殿，还有飞船。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;无法忘怀，我会再次失去陌生的你。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我寻觅了这个惆怅的国度，期盼与你短暂的相处。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你可知道我有多想你。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;再遇见你的时候，你让我有了很温暖很熟悉的亲密感。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;坐在你身旁，你没有回应我。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你默默地像个小孩的努力学着写字。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;莫名的情绪涌入眼眶，你总是那么的熟悉，那么的重要。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为你把力量寄托于我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;快要破晓时，努力写字的你，转身对我笑了，然后递了你写的字赠予我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一个像傷，却也像偈。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我努力的想了好久，都无法确定你想要告诉我的那个字。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;然而我再努力想你，醒后，我还是无法在见你一面，哪怕是奢侈的一瞥。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;久违而亲爱的你，是否会在无形中给予我勇气，带领我到达梦想？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5382358613322916837?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5382358613322916837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5382358613322916837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5382358613322916837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5382358613322916837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/12/dear-dad.html' title='Dear Dad'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2547678443285245502</id><published>2010-12-19T05:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T05:29:34.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake</title><content type='html'>其实我不想要这样。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其实我很多话都没有说，我只会笑，只会说无所谓，都可以。你却不知道我的致命伤。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我讨厌自己的懦弱与不坚定。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;自己做错了许多。也让别人有机会让自己受伤。不怪别人。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果我当这是一场梦，这会是一场噩梦。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;让我惊醒的噩梦。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;然后我好像受伤了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;静静的疗伤就好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;晚安了，不想记得你 18 号。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2547678443285245502?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2547678443285245502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2547678443285245502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2547678443285245502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2547678443285245502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/12/mistake.html' title='Mistake'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8589463327208267675</id><published>2010-11-21T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T05:32:21.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replay</title><content type='html'>这种时间想吃冰淇淋，是不是需要慰藉自己的借口？想你&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不知道发生了什么事。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我没有失忆，为什么有种记忆从很微妙脑容量里抽出来倒带。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;自残是这样的吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, It's me! The one you trying to forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;记得要忘记。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8589463327208267675?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8589463327208267675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8589463327208267675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8589463327208267675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8589463327208267675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/11/replay.html' title='Replay'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-760118038834994512</id><published>2010-11-07T16:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T03:43:45.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>沙堡</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;From A-Z I can tell you as many as I can with all the vocab I wish to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life right now is so different, we're very similar when we are younger but as life moving on, I think it is ok for us to grow on different branches as I know we are still in the same roots . For those moments we embracing each other to grow by fulfilling the life with colours to paint on face, I am lucky to have you with me all the way back then till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all the lies I had lied, I only come clean to you, cause deep down I know honesty is what I had devoted to us. Those supportive times we holding each other's painful spot and kick out ass to move on, it is so grateful to have someone to know my soul and read my mind. It is always you, the one I can count on, the one I dare to dare my soul to. The one I seek advice and the one I try to hold on so damn fucking tight not to let you fall. To gross you out, I always wish to kiss ur tears on your cheeks. It gross me out too. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't you think social networking is like building sandcastle by the shore? The moment you had your beautiful castle, you have to watch it being wash away. Then you build another one, some same sands from the old one, some are newly washed up to the shore. Upon you finishing it, there comes a fat dude stomps over, you are cursing it so hard but you still have to build it up again. Life never freeze a moment till the day we are done with the sandcastle, even it has gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are always the little diamond I will put it back on the tallest tower of my castle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-760118038834994512?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/760118038834994512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=760118038834994512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/760118038834994512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/760118038834994512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='沙堡'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3347830305759855641</id><published>2010-10-31T23:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T03:02:26.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>未来？</title><content type='html'>When you are a kid, you wished so hard to be a man.&lt;div&gt;When you are a man, you wish so much to be a kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are a guy, you wish you know where to head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sun still rise, the day still go by. I stood and stare at myself, asking who am I? One step forward, there will be a whole new life, whole new experience in life to be needed to adapt, I have no option to step backward. Phases in life is like taking a small leap that keep on improving for the life I have been knowing so well, having the courage in heart to shield myself, knowing that I will meet some cute people along the way, peers that not yet know but ready to support my life like fireworks that paint the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike before, this leap I am going to take is like jump off an aeroplane with parachute carried, of course. Well, seems like I'm pretty safe right? When you are watching on the ground, you won't feel the fear. I can't precisely navigate where am I going to land, I can't safely step on ground if my parachute turns out to be a junk. I'm not feeling secure in between the plane and the ground, which makes me holds on to nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh gross, by just trying to figure about it, headache strikes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TQEnmaSSnrI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Lt0R7S2KKLk/s320/freefall.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548759756741713586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will have mine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3347830305759855641?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3347830305759855641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-7364856989062554787</id><published>2010-10-13T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T03:15:31.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Water</title><content type='html'>生命是一滩浑水。当我们看不清别人思维，我们会故意的模糊自己的灵魂。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一件事，让我对自己又在不断的衡量。很爱以自己的一把尺，往别人的身上度量，然后画勾打叉。做朋友的再错再不对也好，离开饭桌就不要为了帐单的几分钱算死一辈子的死草。对于身边真正在乎的人，我不是会变身的正义使者&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;（。。。不然你死很久了）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;，但我能做的事在他们被伤害时让他们好过点。如果安慰无法凑效，我丝毫不介意伤害，不害怕自己承担不起，即使会得到一句可笑的后果自负。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果你问我，你这样做是图个什么？我诚实的答你，同理心。倘若有天我不幸了，那是否会有人同样的对待我？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;倘若你今天觉得我做错了，你就说我错了吧。按着良心跟我笑，太委屈了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;身边有几个是你看清的？身边又有几个你摸不透的？那你是否有那种明明很清楚，却到头来什么都是最不懂的那个？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为何身边的人总会让你触碰他们的心底，到最后告知那是脚底。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-7364856989062554787?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/7364856989062554787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=7364856989062554787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7364856989062554787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7364856989062554787'/><link rel='alternate' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TKe64GSKDHI/AAAAAAAAAj4/w9BfUm5AU88/s320/3FCC3CD4-0F6C-9233-5601-490B9E4A3070.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523588940915412082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5413122652911376464?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5413122652911376464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5413122652911376464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5413122652911376464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;谢谢那可爱会跳的壁虎，跳上了我滑溜溜但是带点毛的手。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TIaKzCBojAI/AAAAAAAAAjo/yEdIR3ukTyY/s320/Funny_Pictures_6617.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514247403083435010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;这是猫，不是那只会跳的壁虎。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;最近肥了好多，而且那些肥油都很坚强。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;所以当我感受胆儿爆裂的那一刻，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;我的表情，动作。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;其实跟那猫没有差多少。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;小小声说：&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;我喊了好大一声，手上的鸡皮疙瘩还没有退！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2885847490957367970?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2885847490957367970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2885847490957367970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2885847490957367970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2885847490957367970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/09/gecko-love.html' title='Gecko Love'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TIaKzCBojAI/AAAAAAAAAjo/yEdIR3ukTyY/s72-c/Funny_Pictures_6617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1072521556888007585</id><published>2010-08-31T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:57:12.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>53 Years Of Independence</title><content type='html'>I have a tag with my name. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With it, you know I'm me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without it, I'm still me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;53rd Independence, We shall leave our tag behind and have a smiley on everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1072521556888007585?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1072521556888007585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1072521556888007585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1072521556888007585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1072521556888007585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/08/53-years-of-independence.html' title='53 Years Of Independence'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-7672913389328315539</id><published>2010-08-17T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T00:32:30.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silently Secretly Dearly</title><content type='html'>第一次孤独的对着颇大的荧幕，忽略身边的陌生人。&lt;div&gt;很努力的感受气氛，被电影吸纳。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;原来，一个人可以很专心的看电影。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一场梦，如果我能在你脑海里种下一个有我的未来，那我算不算欺骗了爱情？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;听说所谓曾经回来了，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;预言里，我说了晚安就好，真的不想再死在个会亮灯的窗户。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但愿我是个拥有自己灵魂的人 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好让未来赞赏&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然话说的那么好听，却又种歇斯底里的感觉。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;拼了命的想要遇见，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;却不懂要遇见的事什么。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那种盲目会让自己迷了路。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我害怕的事情很简单。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我可以寂寞，别让我觉得太寂寞。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;然后由寂寞带来了孤单，不难应付。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只是别让我这孤单太可怕。其实我会想你们，在你们很忙的时候。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TIEi_TJYvNI/AAAAAAAAAjA/_bk9JQwlQyU/s320/Secret+and+whisper%E2%80%93+Great+white+whale.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512725889744944338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;我默默地想念。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-7672913389328315539?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/7672913389328315539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=7672913389328315539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7672913389328315539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7672913389328315539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/08/silently-secretly-dearly.html' title='Silently Secretly Dearly'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TIEi_TJYvNI/AAAAAAAAAjA/_bk9JQwlQyU/s72-c/Secret+and+whisper%E2%80%93+Great+white+whale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6301346700090253981</id><published>2010-08-12T03:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T02:30:48.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Had Defined Lonely For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我不是个好的孩子，我更不会是个好的亲人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;二舅很寂寞的离开了。在医院，我看见了寂寞。 我想着他离开的前一刻，什么样的景色眏入眼帘，他看见了什么？ 他应该看见了孤单，痛苦与寂寞。 没有任何人懂他一个人承受的痛楚，他寂寞的闭上眼。没有妻女，子嫡在身边，没有兄弟姐妹陪伴，他是我对寂寞的解读。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我和二舅并没有感情可言，印象中都是大人们对他的抱怨。我对他怀念仅仅是停留在当年在我略懂事的时候抱着我拍了一张照片而已。我对他一直很习惯的忽略，一直忽略。。。有时甚至忘了我身边真的有个可以叫二舅的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;有时候一些人的存在，我们都习以为常的认为那是理所当然的，而忽略了他们。当他们寂寞的离开后，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我们却被千丝万缕的情绪抽痛着我们那仅有的回忆。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我无法谅解，大人们在他离开后的作出的某行为。大家在各自的生活圈子里，各自好好的扮演自己的角色，没有人是对的，没有人是绝对错的。有的人能有大条理由，有的人只能默默地活着。一家人，本是同一个阶梯，到后来却要大家臣服于你的威严。只有我做不到。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;长大了，跟身边的人都疏远了，斟酌我们的一言一语。说太少会被误会，说太多会被讨厌，那到底最亲的你是否让我觉得最不熟悉？ 坦白带来宽容却伤害，伤害让我们不再坦白；隐瞒的初衷是不想伤害，到最后却最伤害。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;我告诉自己很抱歉，让自己被看贬了。无法规循已安排的道路，破坏了国王游戏，只是我要建立自己的国土。我还在半途，持续打击看贬让我走的更踏实，即使跌倒了，我会骄傲。我知道我不做坏事，就是对的事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/THgDP-9k3qI/AAAAAAAAAi4/FTDmc4KhbgY/s320/images.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510157717221990050" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;有天，我会听见我的努力被赞扬。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6301346700090253981?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6301346700090253981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6301346700090253981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6301346700090253981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6301346700090253981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-had-defined-lonely-for-me.html' title='You Had Defined Lonely For Me'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/THgDP-9k3qI/AAAAAAAAAi4/FTDmc4KhbgY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1493260607655625367</id><published>2010-07-31T21:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T03:56:44.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Would Love Wandering With You</title><content type='html'>流浪。 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;总有一天，我会拎起自己的背包去流浪。世界很大，渺小的我要用我的脚印在一个不属于自己的陌生地带。哪怕是一个渺小得地图无法记载的小地方，哪怕世界地图会是我相册的目录。我就是任性要流浪。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这个梦想。我认为我可以做到。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其实，我们在呼吸的每个片刻不也真真实实地在地球实践着生命的流浪。没有人知道终点，我们连提示都没有的在生命里流浪。挥撒着不安与焦虑，同时紧握希望与期盼。没有人知道前方的路会都康庄或蜿蜒，我穿着帆布鞋用生命来感受呼吸的快感。在陌生的国土，奔跑。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;风，会把我的带到更多我意想不到的国度。它抚过我的发丝，带回我对家乡的思念。它轻抚我的脸庞，告诉我下一个停留的国度。我的人生，能错过多少事情？能后悔几次？我能做的只是拼命的跑，一直跑，逆着风也要很疯狂的跑，不在乎被吹乱的头发，追着自己想要看见的风景。幻想着我与梦想接触的瞬间，那微妙的联系让我的生命鼓胀得灿烂炸开。为自己盛开。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我要到一个大家都长得跟我不太一样的地方，学习他们简单的对话单词。吃着自己没有吃过的食物，好不好吃？不重要。不管我的绘画是好是烂的，我坚持给自己在停留的时间里画一幅画，带回或留下。 我带着有点复古的相机，透过小小的框框，我看见更辽阔的世界。不在意写实与否。任何我认为精彩的我都要看见，记得然后老时，用我限有的记忆力不断，不断，不断地回忆。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;每一个不同的城市，我会寄三张明信片。第一张，给家人，给与分享，给与安心。第二张，给自己，给与回忆，给与生命。 第三张，给与朋友，给与参与，给与感触。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/THbGtfArGVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/LLuNv3S0ICQ/s320/1ceffc1f0a59a61e1e0b5fc162da7059.jpg" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TFSMorQxreI/AAAAAAAAAio/XX9GWLpXcnQ/s1600/frustrated.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TFSMorQxreI/AAAAAAAAAio/XX9GWLpXcnQ/s320/frustrated.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500175675361963490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It is so jam and I'm gonna die!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I seriously hate the traffic jam, and caused me late for the first day of the semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2949498417311747042?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2949498417311747042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2949498417311747042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2949498417311747042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2949498417311747042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='最后一个学期！'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TFSMorQxreI/AAAAAAAAAio/XX9GWLpXcnQ/s72-c/frustrated.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1677349085071146009</id><published>2010-07-25T22:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T04:47:44.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Sharks</title><content type='html'>饮胜文化。 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;昨天去了一个不认识任何人的婚宴，除了身边的妈妈。入座如常的乱，上菜如常的迟，场面如常的冷。想起小时候，老师都很爱出作文。以婚宴为题的文章，免不了都是那三点，外加大家的吃相。总之，猛劁那些华人的陋习，然后以自己族群的短处，让教师给你高高的分数。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其实我并不爱去筹热闹，会有一种不自在，很烦躁地想要脱离那个场地。脱离不了，只好默默地不断信息身边的朋友贪图一些抽离的快感。人啊，越是身处热闹的场地，越显现出寂寞的个体，却不愿意融入。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;台上的人快乐歌唱，新人快乐的结婚，来宾快乐的解馋。下次饮胜时记得大大声，长长气的给人家祝福。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;对了，我在吃鱼翅汤羹时，想起了那些可爱的鲨鱼们。本来说想要拒吃那碗小小的鱼翅汤羹，后来再想深一层，那些可怜的鲨鱼们都壮烈牺牲了，如果不吃的话就会让可怜的它们白白的壮烈牺牲，死了都没有价值。拒吃并不会帮助到那些已被割下鱼翅的可爱鲨鱼们，所以我们最基本开始从菜单里把鱼翅汤羹删除吧！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TFSKrIqapsI/AAAAAAAAAig/LaTDoirlt4o/s320/sharks.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500173518590617282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;人们啊，能不能别鲨鱼翅出现在婚宴里？心酸啊~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1677349085071146009?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1677349085071146009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1677349085071146009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1677349085071146009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1677349085071146009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/07/poor-sharks.html' title='Poor Sharks'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TFSKrIqapsI/AAAAAAAAAig/LaTDoirlt4o/s72-c/sharks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2319620383536175005</id><published>2010-06-19T03:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T03:47:06.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>酷</title><content type='html'>Net hopping at 3a.m. seems like already a habit that root deep inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life been treating me well, tho it added in some spices along with this few months like my eyes, my great flu and my ankle. They all come lining up to visit me from April till yesterday but I think I had been too sunshine about my life. I just see those troubles as a little dust that I just have to wipe off and that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life best staying simple like this. I don't mind running alone, as long as the wind in treating me right, the sun is shining me warm and the scenes around me is cheering for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm Cooler than ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TBvNHxKnxBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/c40SRSqShfw/s1600/Nick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TBvNHxKnxBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/c40SRSqShfw/s320/Nick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484202504594375698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Save me from assignment, Save Mother-Nature.&lt;br /&gt;Where's the love as cards promised me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2319620383536175005?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2319620383536175005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2319620383536175005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2319620383536175005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2319620383536175005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='酷'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TBvNHxKnxBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/c40SRSqShfw/s72-c/Nick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1977069802946317782</id><published>2010-06-07T02:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T03:02:27.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nalulumbay</title><content type='html'>I'm depressed. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who give a damn to the phone calls? I just don't feel like picking up, my things are shattered like a puzzle, and worst part is I have two of them mixed up together. Who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm depressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who give a damn to the listeners? The talker is talking to the dumb water, idiot tree holes, lousy caves, as the recanting make every syllabus of the words fight back. Who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm depressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who give a damn to the truth? As we are blindfolded, we walk on a folk. Three way up, another three way down. Up on sharp, you died a hole; down on slope, you died a silent note. Who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm depressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who give a damn to the lie? When the snowballs rolls, we are meant to be dead. One down, because another arise, yet to be drowned down to hell. Who would, if we deja-vu. Who would, if we are not educated that lie save life. Who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm depressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who give a damn to the love? When lust the ultimate form of love, it comes before love. Half of heart, half of hurt, we are player, we are saint. It is just a imaginary world. Gossip, cruel-some, betrayal, cheating is all part of the game. Who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm depressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who give a damn to the mood? When the music flows through your heart, it leaves mark. Either burn or bliss. I never get to say enough, to be said to you, the music hunted me down on the way chasing pavements. Who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm depressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who give a damn to the me? As I is a singular, indication for the loner, presenting one and only one. Great friends are complimentary, true heart to be dig out as bone and meant to be eat by the dogs. Who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1977069802946317782?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1977069802946317782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1977069802946317782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1977069802946317782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1977069802946317782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/06/nalulumbay.html' title='Nalulumbay'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3172647568208664288</id><published>2010-05-01T14:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T17:14:43.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>娘亲</title><content type='html'>It is always easier to say I love you to someone else than your family. &lt;div&gt;It is always easier to say I love you when you don't meant it at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been trying to say I love you to this women that technically created me with a man. I at least try it once a year, but so far I have not succeeded once. I'm still striving it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that I have difficulty deliver it verbally, I'm still showing my gratitude in action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it involves my currency all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is her birthday, I couldn't do much. Buying her a dinner at cozy place is what I can afford in current. I bet she is happy. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not much to offer, but sometimes I will throw my temper and my unique attitude which I endowed from her to my dearest mum. Right? She is my creator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much to say but I love you, still in action or in some place that she could never read it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s : my mum have the same problems as me XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3172647568208664288?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3172647568208664288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3172647568208664288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3172647568208664288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3172647568208664288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='娘亲'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1827519993171621276</id><published>2010-04-24T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T01:54:09.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>都叫你不要kap我冲凉！</title><content type='html'>I have Big Small Eyes.. GREAT! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to the professional doctor, he said that my very beautiful eye's lashed having problem to grow out, and stayed inside caused me infected by bacteria... Wonderful =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kanasai punya bo balance with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;o.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1827519993171621276?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1827519993171621276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1827519993171621276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1827519993171621276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1827519993171621276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/04/kap.html' title='都叫你不要kap我冲凉！'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-4377488944328532209</id><published>2010-04-20T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T04:01:12.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Options</title><content type='html'>有时候，人生并不迷茫。迷茫的是我们在无法预测未来，猜疑自己脚下的每一步是否踏得正确，扎实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了塔罗牌，几38的一个大男人去看所谓的未来。其实不太明白，虽然说不是样样都说对了，可是有的事情真的就连细节也说得很清楚。后来才明白，被看穿其实并不是我喜欢的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像显微镜在你身上发现了无数的细菌。无地自容，却又是事实。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;矛盾的认为，不计划太多反而是否能够勇敢的踏出每一天。现在被那些话左右着自己，好的左顾右盼的期待它来，不好的却在计算它的到来然后提心吊胆的尽量想避开。整个活得好窝囊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说回来，不好的听过也没有太计较，虽然有点在意，好的却听得很爽！听说六月爱情来了，可是我自己是否真的那么期盼爱情呢？事业学业都被说得很好，是很值得开心的事，可是我却得离开槟城到国外去，最好还是一去不回头的那种。 选择，选择，选择，到最后怎样还是回到自己的手中，不是吗？每一天都有自己在打算，日子怎么过，决定的权利还是在手里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管怎样，让我有勇气做出让自己肯承担的选择。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TAa4WTbV5KI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b31e3tQ-xK8/s1600/burning-man-crossroads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TAa4WTbV5KI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/b31e3tQ-xK8/s320/burning-man-crossroads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478268690054374562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-4377488944328532209?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/4377488944328532209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=4377488944328532209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4377488944328532209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4377488944328532209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/04/options.html' title='Options'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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等到我的mood差不多来了的时候，肚子也刚好饿了，所以只好出去吃东西多几下。吃饱回来，所有的事情再循环一轮，所以有时候一天能500字已经很厉害了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;反正交了就算了，等成绩差不多飞回来的时候才来煎熬一轮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;交待一点点生日礼物来“好脸”一下。&lt;br /&gt;只能说很多Facebook的Happy Birthday咯，害我前一天还担心会不会空空没有人管我，结果爽到我~ 几乎每十分钟就有3个祝福，爽到爆炸 ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那个半夜拖我上车的美女，硬硬的压我的头在杯子上的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很大力的打了Enson的头，因为他咬我当生日礼物。打他是因为本能反应，也因为是本能反应所以十分客气大大力的打！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很爽也是很惨的，在懊恼说生日没有蛋糕也算了，在21岁生日没有蛋糕，不觉得很烂的啊？所以咯，Cherry, Looi, Enson, Torty, Cindy, Andy躲在车后面的时候，我真的没有看到，可是嘴巴就是说看到了，然后滴了两滴被吓出来的冷汗。&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;蛋糕小粒到丢脸。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laze 在我窗口画的，Happy Birthday 还有send去我电话的Happy Birthday! old man 也是几艺术下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有两条陪我喝很多酒的粉肠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢一堆人送的电笔包包，至少省得被某人嫌丑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一种朋友是可以开口说你要什么的，有一种朋友是可以跟你讨礼物，而你会很爽的付钱。 有一种朋友在选礼物给你的时候因为选不到而打电话给你轮你粗口的，你会笑。因为你的朋友很真的对你，不在乎那种过分华丽的惊喜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有的是那些会偷听我说话的朋友然后光明正大的买礼物给我的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命中，有几个人能真正的陪伴你的快乐喜悦？ 那是否除于二或更多，过后说剩下来的是能陪伴你分享郁闷悲伤低潮的呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢哥。陪伴成长的哥哥。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感谢那些信息，msn , facebook 的有心人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二十一年没有白活。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3591038959887442918?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3591038959887442918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3591038959887442918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3591038959887442918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3591038959887442918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6693046837898384893</id><published>2010-03-22T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:22:36.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checkmate Your Love</title><content type='html'>女孩，十多岁，爱情是雪白的白纸。&lt;br /&gt;男孩，十几岁，爱情是毫无目的的射标。&lt;br /&gt;相爱了，定下了纯洁但是没有结尾的誓言。&lt;br /&gt;爱情不过如此，没了还能再来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二十出头，彼此手里握着checklist, 一副监考官的模样。&lt;br /&gt;彼此在钩钩叉叉的，少一项都不可以。&lt;br /&gt;爱情不过是wish list 里不可缺一的条件。&lt;br /&gt;请你钩上眼泪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三十出头，手里握着对方递给的checklist, 忙着的填调查问卷。&lt;br /&gt;彼此看看哪几项是符合的, 背景薪水给填个满意的答案。&lt;br /&gt;爱情不过不要太挑剔，还是会发生的。&lt;br /&gt;不过请你填好你的性能力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四十出头，checklist依然递给对方。&lt;br /&gt;填上基本的个人资料， interview几句话，吃几餐饭。&lt;br /&gt;爱情不过是在了解中发生。&lt;br /&gt;不过了解中，钱包请你填得体面点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五十出头，爱情没死的话，倘若你还是健康的话。&lt;br /&gt;你爱我吗？不再是最后阶段的恋爱。&lt;br /&gt;健康还好吗?&lt;br /&gt;爱情能否建立在没能把床弹得吱吱响的体力上？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六十出头，你还有能力期待爱？&lt;br /&gt;身边没死的人，就是个伴。&lt;br /&gt;倘若我能好好的记住你的名，对上几句令我愉快的话。&lt;br /&gt;爱情好像也带不入棺材。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;七十出头，幸运的你在回味你的爱情。&lt;br /&gt;你失去理解别人的能力。&lt;br /&gt;七十出头，不太好运的你，临终前有爱情的遗憾吗？&lt;br /&gt;爱情，不过就死在你没有好好的猎杀到他人的爱情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情还是那么喜欢突然其来checkmate.&lt;br /&gt;-end game-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6693046837898384893?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6693046837898384893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6693046837898384893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6693046837898384893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6693046837898384893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/03/checkmate-your-love.html' title='Checkmate Your Love'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3828613695956170540</id><published>2010-03-15T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:13:28.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>七十一先生</title><content type='html'>My name is Seventy One. 71. &lt;div&gt;You may call me Mr.71. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;71 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;is me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm 71.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3828613695956170540?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8348930223728664492</id><published>2010-03-11T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T02:30:43.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一个十五的过去</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause when you're fifteen&lt;br /&gt;and somebody tells you they love you&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna believe them&lt;br /&gt;and when you're fifteen&lt;br /&gt;feeling like there nothing to figure out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Fifteen - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can swim better like a sperm, I would drown in the time capsule like a ovary back into my fifteen. A fifteen that is only happen once in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen is the age I started my first date, which I literally screw everything. No feelings involved at all not even sweetness but there I sacrificed my kiss. Then I broke it up, cause I'm bored playing. I don't even have feelings, unlike those kids who will so linger about their first love, which is innocent, naive and so called as pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One-Five Year Old, I met my mentor. I turned bad after then. Thanks him, I hate Prangin and fall for Gurney happily ever after. Thanks him, I talk like an idiot. Thanks him, I think a lot more mature, he changed my mind. Thanks him, I spent lot in my fifteen. Thanks him, my fifteen was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how rough I'm when I'm fifteen. I'm kinda good in martial art back then, and I won a inter-school second runner up. Proud fighter stops fighting after the victory cause the I got bored. Well, I still good in flipping tables and throwing chairs or smash a few smaller size guys on the floor. I'm so trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a PMR year for a fifteen's teen. I enjoy messing with friends in tuition classes.  I enjoy the walk before and after tuition classes. I enjoy talking so loud in tuition class and I always got my works done partially but beautifully written. I enjoy running in rainy days tho I just did it twice in my life. PMR seems happy regardless results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo. Quite not my style, because I was a ugly sunshine boy I think. I don't do internet this much. I enjoy take bus going everywhere with my first handphone and MP3. I have love-bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a confession blog to someone. I fall deep for someone. I felt I'm special for the first time not only to my family. A fifteen years old is missing someone every time he blinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A fifteen in 2004, A Twenty One in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I never expected I'll be who I'm now&lt;br /&gt;when I was 15&lt;br /&gt;I no longer that daring&lt;br /&gt;but I'm much brave&lt;br /&gt;I'm still happy&lt;br /&gt;yet pursuing a life which I'm contented with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen, I got my name as Hory&lt;br /&gt;21. I'm proud of Hory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bravo. Fifteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8348930223728664492?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8348930223728664492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8348930223728664492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8348930223728664492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8348930223728664492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_11.html' title='一个十五的过去'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2355957884306283653</id><published>2010-03-04T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T02:25:02.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不要惹我生气</title><content type='html'>有感而发的看了一篇炮轰他人不是的文章。叫嚣得很气愤，写得恨不得把对方吞了，把毕生学会的污言秽语很贴切的形容了别人。 他的愤怒，他的悲惨，别人对他的亏欠，引来了一些路人甲乙丙丁的站台，忙着如回音的附和，尽一份所谓朋友的道义。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结尾里，狠狠的搁下了一句&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;我告诉你我是个怎样的人， 你得罪我一次，我不会还你两次，我会还你一辈子，给你翻不到身你最好给我明白!!&lt;br /&gt;我不好惹!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;经典得让我笑了一下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把时间挪回两三年前，依稀的听过好一句相似的话，不外乎，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;别惹我生气，我疯起来连我自己也怕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;不要弄我生气，我不知道我会做出什么事情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;说的时候，气势要带种，眼神要狠，拳头要握紧。说完了势必转身就走，因为身后的人必然错愕的害怕着你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是吗？&lt;br /&gt;当你发狠的时候，嚷这几句话出来，无非是要个下台阶。想说可以唬吓对方，也可以漂亮的脱身，顺便幻想你把讨厌的人吓得愣着，旁人为你的英勇鼓掌欢呼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;殊不知，你整个气势一气呵成后，马上逊掉。 我的白眼翻得快翻不会来了，怎么办？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2355957884306283653?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2355957884306283653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2355957884306283653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2355957884306283653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2355957884306283653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='不要惹我生气'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2647774515091057586</id><published>2010-02-28T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T01:35:01.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S5PjMFIfwaI/AAAAAAAAAiI/DyINLNN2Tfk/s1600-h/navid-j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S5PjMFIfwaI/AAAAAAAAAiI/DyINLNN2Tfk/s400/navid-j.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445946171096809890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;谁进来，却不留声息的离开？&lt;br /&gt;飘渺得让我困惑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;着迷于你&lt;br /&gt;朦胧间的暧昧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甜甜的&lt;br /&gt;消逝得快乐点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们静静的喧哗&lt;br /&gt;只有彼此的心听见对方大声地密语&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我小心地在你心里&lt;br /&gt;刻下名字&lt;br /&gt;伴随心跳&lt;br /&gt;陪着我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;晚安，爱情&lt;br /&gt;你是谁？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2647774515091057586?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2647774515091057586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2647774515091057586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2647774515091057586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2647774515091057586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/02/who.html' title='Who'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S5PjMFIfwaI/AAAAAAAAAiI/DyINLNN2Tfk/s72-c/navid-j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-5987195255619036138</id><published>2010-02-26T14:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T02:42:07.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>快乐需要有你们</title><content type='html'>从云顶回来也有三天了&lt;br /&gt;那种愉悦依然&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S4d1Jmdt7mI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1hfLbMsTabQ/s1600-h/24738_332305117856_636237856_3511544_5807678_n+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S4d1Jmdt7mI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1hfLbMsTabQ/s400/24738_332305117856_636237856_3511544_5807678_n+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442447482504998498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;不写回忆&lt;br /&gt;风干了&lt;br /&gt;老时拿出来回味&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;征服了云霄飞车，下次一定要吐在海盗船&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;附注槟城很热&lt;br /&gt;喜欢被冷雾萦绕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5987195255619036138?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5987195255619036138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5987195255619036138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5987195255619036138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5987195255619036138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_26.html' title='快乐需要有你们'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S4d1Jmdt7mI/AAAAAAAAAh4/1hfLbMsTabQ/s72-c/24738_332305117856_636237856_3511544_5807678_n+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3632494054600093923</id><published>2010-02-12T20:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T02:32:56.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Converse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3 Polo -T&lt;br /&gt;3 T-shirt&lt;br /&gt;FourSkin Flip-Flop&lt;br /&gt;4 Renoma &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Coloured Hair&lt;br /&gt;New Cleanser&lt;br /&gt;Clay Mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not So Shopaholic, Compared to real SHOPAHOLICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nicely prepared before CNY? hope so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;head home, fews day won't be on the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastically Masked!&lt;br /&gt;AUMMM~~~ ROAR~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Red red won't harm ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S4_8d6vpsUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/avtl7r9dsO0/s1600-h/funny-pictures-funny-animals-photos09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S4_8d6vpsUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/avtl7r9dsO0/s400/funny-pictures-funny-animals-photos09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444848065429745986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Call ME Cute! Handsome! Sophisticated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3632494054600093923?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3632494054600093923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3632494054600093923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3632494054600093923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3632494054600093923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/02/roar.html' title='ROAR'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S4_8d6vpsUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/avtl7r9dsO0/s72-c/funny-pictures-funny-animals-photos09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-4192680522341088102</id><published>2010-02-10T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:03:52.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whisper to Owl</title><content type='html'>Today is the day I talk to Owl&lt;br /&gt;I found it so funny and laugh non stop in class, and lost all my sleepiness&lt;br /&gt;I laugh non stop every time I turn and saw Owl's face, I'm mad in class, insane...&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time that I got such hard tickles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S3KuTZLlIOI/AAAAAAAAAho/F-u5amprArE/s1600-h/OwlOut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S3KuTZLlIOI/AAAAAAAAAho/F-u5amprArE/s400/OwlOut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436599348389814498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; The Owl will ROAR~ with claws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;still looking similar&lt;br /&gt;and I still laughing seeing this Owl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-4192680522341088102?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/4192680522341088102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=4192680522341088102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4192680522341088102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4192680522341088102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/02/whisper-to-owl.html' title='Whisper to Owl'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S3KuTZLlIOI/AAAAAAAAAho/F-u5amprArE/s72-c/OwlOut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3460708697682827562</id><published>2010-02-05T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:05:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>超低能，劲搞笑</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;超低能，劲搞笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is so not my style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3460708697682827562?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3460708697682827562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3460708697682827562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3460708697682827562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3460708697682827562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='超低能，劲搞笑'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6146298942628864309</id><published>2010-01-31T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T02:23:13.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Penang True Blood</title><content type='html'>Mali was here, 25- 29 January 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to him that finally I get to explore the place that I have stayed for almost 21 years.&lt;br /&gt;Well, have to talk a little bit about the Ray of Hope, which is so stupid to pay RM45 to taxi driver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day-For so long time I never went into Siamese and Burmese Temple, but that's the 1st day of his visit because it is so sad that he left with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'Designer'&lt;/span&gt; after Gurney...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day-Khoo Kongsi where is the first time I step in, but it change my idea about it... it was so different inside compared to my imagination... haha... then we walk to Majlis Kapitan Keling and it is also the first time I step in to a mosque, surprise!!~ and we walk to the Temple of Mercy Goddess then we again walk to Little India... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I almost got my leg lost in the town&lt;/span&gt;... before I started to drive my car to Cheong Fatt Tze which they are only having two sessions in a day, and we missed the 1st session and 2nd session is still a few hours to go. Mali &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;merajuk&lt;/span&gt;~ so we leave it and go to Peranakan Mansion so see those baba nyonya house and stuffs... So many first time happen in a day, and we go Gurney again... and I watched 3 movies in a day!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mali took so many of my 1st time T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day-Dumped him cause I need to go class and change my hair, dye it RED!!!! then at night only I go Gurney fetch him to Pasar Malam again we have ice potong and rojak~~ rojak~~ then we head to Kek Lok Si to see the night view of Penang Island, but too bad it is closed by that time and the dark there is scarily frighten me... and we go to Esplanade to have a walk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day-Last day Mali should be in Penang &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Suppose'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... we went Kek Lok Si again go up to the big bronze Goddess of Mercy then after Kek Lok Si, we went to my favorite laksa and cucur udang stall to eat... yumm yumm then we went Queensbay to watch Universal Soldier and have Kenny Roger  before sending him off to air port... A few wrong turn caused we are just on time to the air port but too late to check in..Ish~ As then we met&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; MISS DISASTER NIA~~&lt;/span&gt; missed flight, back Tunes.. Tomorrow is another day in Penang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th day-Went Fort Cornwallis to walk around then go to have Curry Mee at TARC's area, which I almost caused him to eat the pig's blood.. haha... then went to Butterfly Farm.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;*whisper* tu budak so sissy, macam fairy in the farm... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then we head to Paradise Beach since Penang is so famous for Beach/Bitch,  not to forget we went Gurney again XD... then we headed to Clan Jetty and walked all the jetty there... LONG LIVE MY LEG!!! and this time we headed to air port so early not to miss any planess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Loves those 5th days photos~ haha&lt;br /&gt;P/P/S : This is a fuckao messy journal which just for record, do not expect much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;muacks. HIAO!&lt;br /&gt;Imma Penang True Blood now on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6146298942628864309?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6146298942628864309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6146298942628864309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6146298942628864309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6146298942628864309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-penang-true-blood.html' title='I&apos;m A Penang True Blood'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-102016413429579693</id><published>2010-01-27T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T02:11:00.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W.W.Wtf</title><content type='html'>It is called as World Wide Web for some reason but it is still damn weird that I have visitor from too far  apart of the world and some countries that I can't even know where to seek them in the map... how awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S2cYB1e3w6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/8ur7OKYDKII/s1600-h/wtf.dib"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S2cYB1e3w6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/8ur7OKYDKII/s400/wtf.dib" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433337895261291426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho... Don't get jealous, because I seriously don't see any benefit from it&lt;br /&gt;but got spammed by lusty comments&lt;br /&gt;-.-''' w-t-f?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-102016413429579693?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/102016413429579693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=102016413429579693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/102016413429579693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/102016413429579693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/01/wwwtf.html' title='W.W.Wtf'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S2cYB1e3w6I/AAAAAAAAAhg/8ur7OKYDKII/s72-c/wtf.dib' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6701392317646043333</id><published>2010-01-16T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:46:29.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我是斗鱼</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S1QCw1Klr1I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DwKrLaYooP4/s1600-h/betta_fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 380px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S1QCw1Klr1I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DwKrLaYooP4/s400/betta_fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427966488816758610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;我们明天就在一起。我爱你，请你不要忘记。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;颜色越是灿烂，越是难以接近。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是群体的金鱼，有无限的梦想&lt;br /&gt;我的爱情是斗鱼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;圈圈说 “ 我们都以为爱情的魔力可以让另一半为我们改变但往往改变的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;却是二人之间的爱情”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6701392317646043333?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6701392317646043333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6701392317646043333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6701392317646043333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6701392317646043333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='我是斗鱼'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S1QCw1Klr1I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DwKrLaYooP4/s72-c/betta_fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2577023296953553290</id><published>2010-01-13T22:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:52:07.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow On Head</title><content type='html'>Whee, exam over...  my mind is so free and think of this quote when I'm bathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;人生最快乐的事，莫过于没有考试，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;人生最愉快的事，莫过于考完试，然后看你们考试！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;共勉之~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;and instantly, I fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Erm... well, I should have starting to do my shopping on Chinese New Year's new cloths ,  hunting for my shorts, jeans and my favorite shopping of all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; underwear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another very mind troubling issue, what hair colour I should put on? It has been troubling me for awhile and caused me dragging my appointment to have my hair done since Jun 2009. Hmmmm, really so troublesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, wait for my coloured hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S1P-qgo0GMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TjVaGlo-QP8/s1600-h/adas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S1P-qgo0GMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TjVaGlo-QP8/s400/adas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427961982180661442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might ends up this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S1P-_D_WrhI/AAAAAAAAAhI/fyKnZnG_cmU/s1600-h/sdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S1P-_D_WrhI/AAAAAAAAAhI/fyKnZnG_cmU/s400/sdf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427962335267827218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2577023296953553290?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2577023296953553290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2577023296953553290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2577023296953553290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2577023296953553290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/01/rainbow-on-head.html' title='Rainbow On Head'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S1P-qgo0GMI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TjVaGlo-QP8/s72-c/adas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-4040286618004224911</id><published>2010-01-09T03:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T03:48:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KNFS!</title><content type='html'>Was checking my post, and again was happily surprise I have lots of comments in a single post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13, is a good number!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S0eBggJsevI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xF2aFb_K9I4/s1600-h/blog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S0eBggJsevI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xF2aFb_K9I4/s400/blog+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424446671577447154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind's pop up "ei! Since when I have so many comments?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-.-'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again I have a porno blog's comments to brag about...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S0eBmUqDq6I/AAAAAAAAAg4/d09v_r6aoAk/s1600-h/blog+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S0eBmUqDq6I/AAAAAAAAAg4/d09v_r6aoAk/s400/blog+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424446771571174306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Jap... can you all stop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;komichii-ing&lt;/span&gt; in my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Exam period still need me to clean up those mess, grrrrr.... Talking about exam, I noticed that every exam period I will have those escapade thinking, which leads me to lots lots lots of fantasy about going to travel! DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam period, you know I know. I turn very anxious, when I'm anxious, I turn very rough and ferocious, and when I'm rough and ferocious, I turn very brutal, and when I'm brutal, I turn very.....................&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;KNFS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;credit&gt;&lt;/credit&gt;&lt;credit&gt;&lt;/credit&gt;-Credit Vynn Lew for teaching me this-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have relatively low mood this few days, which can be blame on my study habits. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;积少成多，滴水成河，堆沙成塔&lt;/span&gt; and I got frustrated looking at my text and those notes. I went online search for examples, I got information over loaded. DAMN! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Search examples 20%, FB &amp;amp; MSN 80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I started to jot down those essences of my subject into 5 bloody fark of papers, bring in for the open book exam. I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;modafuka&lt;/span&gt; trouble with those font size and sengek writing on blank paper, no lines allow.. diu.. lines can help us cheat meh? despite font size, the serious problem is I do not have a clear mind about what should I put into the 5 pieces of bibble/ "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ang gong hu&lt;/span&gt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Basic of all, I'm so lazy and pro in whining about everything but no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aksi-aksi hebat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cure laziness, Fark Exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I rather blog, than study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about January, so far so good. Probably still the 1st month of the year which I still in mood to see everything in a good way, even bad is good by now. till then I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People~ oh~ people... Can you stop using magnifier to look at your own problems, and non-stop complaining? Why can't you go check out solution or work on others stuff? but keep blah blah blah ain't going to help you to feel better. I don't mind listening once or twice or even trice, but once every night is too much... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish to duck-tape your mouth, if this can be my new year resolution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exceptional are being give out based on my mood and never less I only love listen to those I consider myself close with. Others then that, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop bomoh-ing me, exam is already troublesome...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finger crossed for lazy people,&lt;br /&gt;exam pass like nobody business,&lt;br /&gt;sigh, blog so much, read so little, jotted less then a line in 5 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-4040286618004224911?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/4040286618004224911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=4040286618004224911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4040286618004224911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4040286618004224911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/01/knfs.html' title='KNFS!'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/S0eBggJsevI/AAAAAAAAAgw/xF2aFb_K9I4/s72-c/blog+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3284663598830821231</id><published>2010-01-01T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:26:17.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 - First Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SzzP6aXm0gI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NgztXzuYhNI/s1600-h/Sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SzzP6aXm0gI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NgztXzuYhNI/s400/Sunflower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421436653864931842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;我们都会快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3284663598830821231?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3284663598830821231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3284663598830821231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3284663598830821231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3284663598830821231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-first-chapter.html' title='2010 - First Chapter'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SzzP6aXm0gI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NgztXzuYhNI/s72-c/Sunflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-4401559852031698702</id><published>2009-12-31T02:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:01:50.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>再见，贰零零玖，欢迎，贰零壹零</title><content type='html'>I ask my friend a question. "How you feel about your 2009?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year that is happy, with no regrets tho lots are remains undone. He answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not set any resolutions last year, as I don't resolute any of it back in years 2008. So I think I didn't have anythings that I remain undone... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*evil grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Since I have no guide to follow, I live so freely and being punished as well. I do learns, not dare to stay I turn metal man but at least stronger and better and handling my life. Should that be good? I think it is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacle are normal in life, they are meant to help us grow better and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't really like 2009. It is so breath takings dangerous, I almost game over in my future but somehow I'm back together as the happy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, is stepping near... I can hear the footsteps by now... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*excited excited*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, may 2010 is a fun-filled year, a moving forward year, a achievement fulfilled year, a great year as I have 2 convocations to attend. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I am expecting a good year, it will be a good year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Goodbye 2009,&lt;br /&gt;Welcome 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SzzJyBumwiI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pXYOXIx_uMM/s1600-h/Cheers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SzzJyBumwiI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pXYOXIx_uMM/s400/Cheers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421429912741790242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-4401559852031698702?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/4401559852031698702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=4401559852031698702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4401559852031698702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4401559852031698702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_31.html' title='再见，贰零零玖，欢迎，贰零壹零'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SzzJyBumwiI/AAAAAAAAAgA/pXYOXIx_uMM/s72-c/Cheers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8039737698015125413</id><published>2009-12-28T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T04:33:32.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Daddy</title><content type='html'>最近和妈妈的关系好很多了，这是我第一句要对你说的话。&lt;br /&gt;最近大家都过得还不错，虽然称不上很好，但足够于满足了。&lt;br /&gt;我好想你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四年了，日子还是一样的过 。我还是一关一关的过，一关一关的闯，不懂你有没有察觉，至少我真的觉得我比较懂事了。还是有点调皮，喜欢闹妈妈，偶尔喜欢跟她吵点小嘴不过不会再跟她闹太大的脾气，知道每次我和她吵大架时你都会很担心，会不开心。所以我现在很会忍让你的老婆，她好我也好，钱比较容易按。很衰仔是吗？衰仔也是你的仔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我转了学校了，在新的学院上课还真的是有点不习惯的。我真的没有很努力，懒惰了，怎么办？要考试了， 我也很怕，斋怕，什么实际行动都没有。鼓励我一下，好吗？不过我的小聪明，应该能把你交代我做好的事情办妥。 少了你叫我加油，要好好读书，总觉得什么都少了一点点。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈妈最近都好忙，你有察觉到吗？不过她忙也是好的，至少她现在快乐多了，比较有寄托。可是她还是好容易被欺负，你都不帮她出头的，以前只会叫她忍耐，不要跟别人吵架。她比我还要听话，所以到现在还是很好欺负，经常被欺负。你知道了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间好快，有你的十六年，这样过了。。。&lt;br /&gt;时间好快，没有你的四年，这样过了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有人忘了你，话题偶尔提起你，说你有多厉害做生意。听到了，作为你儿子的我，好骄傲。&lt;br /&gt;偶尔，我很庆幸听见有人说我很像你，我很开心，因为我是你的儿子。爸，你很帅！&lt;br /&gt;偶尔，我很烦，看见别人快快乐乐的和爸爸在一起。&lt;br /&gt;但我一直都好开心，我是你的儿子。一个你最重要的人，一个曾经在你最痛苦的时候，作为你精神支柱的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心中有一片温暖，一直都是父亲你留下给我的。&lt;br /&gt;你一直都在，我一直都感觉到你。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8039737698015125413?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8039737698015125413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8039737698015125413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8039737698015125413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8039737698015125413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-daddy.html' title='Dear Daddy'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6870803924032093417</id><published>2009-12-27T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:57:23.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konichiwa~ Kiimochi neh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SzeEXPhN6LI/AAAAAAAAAf4/GDs9Qs-_pPU/s1600-h/vb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SzeEXPhN6LI/AAAAAAAAAf4/GDs9Qs-_pPU/s400/vb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419946211401394354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;我的blog竟然已经红到会有日本人来，还一口气给了我28个日语留言。看到我八只眼，结果那去翻译。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NANI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;摘录其中一篇翻译&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;'Virginity is like robbing the women, for men "first experience" that only once in a lifetime, I have to inscribe in mind that the supreme pleasure of a special event together. Best quality cherries and women like you want to make a SEX such Virgin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;OMG, 吓素我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;日本人果然很&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;。。。&lt;br /&gt;我这个柔弱的文静小男生只好一篇一篇的慢慢删掉，免得人家以为我是披着兔毛的小豺狼，whooooo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说，我快要考试了，有没有人可以一把推我进去发奋图强的万丈深渊，让我万劫不复的读书！一直到考试为止。。。我的心情是很想读书，很懒惰读书，很想考好我的考试，很堵烂我的考试。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6870803924032093417?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6870803924032093417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6870803924032093417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6870803924032093417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6870803924032093417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/konichiwa-kiimochi-neh.html' title='Konichiwa~ Kiimochi neh?'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SzeEXPhN6LI/AAAAAAAAAf4/GDs9Qs-_pPU/s72-c/vb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-4057370089300254653</id><published>2009-12-26T15:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:09:15.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lONEly CLUB</title><content type='html'>Never be so excited to try out something new, curiosity seriously kill my little kitty... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meow~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, I went club on 25th Night, not seeing any naked Santa inside, disappoint big time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dilemma choosing which one to be in there and have fun. FAME is always my 1st choice, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(make me a VIP please)&lt;/span&gt; but  Then ONE Club is spotted, it is a new club in the neighborhood, so we wanna give it a try cause usually new toilet are nicer to use XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salesgirl : Come lar Come lar&lt;br /&gt;Hory : Inside got people a?&lt;br /&gt;Salesgirl : Not Bad ah.. quite a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY ASS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I can feel the air-cond rushing tru my ears.... it is so windy inside... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I really bored my ass out, terbelah dua inside, just plain standing and drink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;till a limit, I am high... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;FUN but so SS.. cause we are the only table that dance till sweat in the club...&lt;br /&gt;when only we started to dance, we are like the only monkey in the huge zoo, eyes are staring...&lt;br /&gt;the camera man is taking our photos, making us the club treasure... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;shameless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I ate someone's tongue, hope that she is not poisonous cause now as my lips are cracking now, I think she is poisonous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless! Tomorrow I still have my lips, pouted nicely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Szc-iWb0UAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Vj8LXwU8LXg/s1600-h/big_kissy_lips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Szc-iWb0UAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Vj8LXwU8LXg/s320/big_kissy_lips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419869436422410242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Anyhow, I am a little bit drunk and drive safely home~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THANKS FOR THE NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;kiimochi neh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-4057370089300254653?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/4057370089300254653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=4057370089300254653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4057370089300254653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4057370089300254653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/lonely-club.html' title='lONEly CLUB'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Szc-iWb0UAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Vj8LXwU8LXg/s72-c/big_kissy_lips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-5074893262606204719</id><published>2009-12-25T14:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T18:28:10.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Whiping Santa To Run My Sled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ding Ding Dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ding Ding Dong&lt;br /&gt;Ding Ding Do Do Dong~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously never get enough of the MCD's Chivas, I just have a few sips! and DANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; THEY FINISHED WHOLE BOTTLE WITHOUT ME! JEALOUS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Szc01sFo_EI/AAAAAAAAAfY/QHe71dqgJ50/s1600-h/chivas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Szc01sFo_EI/AAAAAAAAAfY/QHe71dqgJ50/s320/chivas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419858773536209986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well.. have to pen down something, so I can remember how I spend my Christmas Eve 2009. I ends up successfully rushed back for the BBQ after the wedding dinner and surprise them a little, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;this little..&lt;/span&gt;. then eat clamp, eat sotong balls &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( in chill)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, watch the little stingy stars, see those rich motardfootka burn money into the sky... when stuff started to get bored, we moved to the Permai's field to chill, but ends up we go MCD beg for free coke... sigh, cheapo cheapo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I don't go club to count down... which is indicating I'm moving toward to a healthier life? Good sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Later go club...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;   I have nothing to wish for, so you can probably give me anything, or everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Szc1fnyJVZI/AAAAAAAAAfg/vrcuB2zdTsE/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Szc1fnyJVZI/AAAAAAAAAfg/vrcuB2zdTsE/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419859493935207826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you will think that I'm lying if I tell you I'm a bad boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5074893262606204719?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5074893262606204719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5074893262606204719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5074893262606204719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5074893262606204719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-whiping-santa-to-run-my-sled.html' title='I&apos;m Whiping Santa To Run My Sled'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Szc01sFo_EI/AAAAAAAAAfY/QHe71dqgJ50/s72-c/chivas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8306798758533318958</id><published>2009-12-24T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:17:56.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>平安夜了，我该失身吗？</title><content type='html'>Am not really a Christmas guy, or be more accurate am not really a festive guy. When I was a kid, my excitement exaggerated, feeling the rush, the happiness of festive especially Chinese New Year and Christmas, cause my dad usually give me big prezzie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I was faking my sleep, my dad help me to put on my Power Ranger Watch, got water inside it. Damn Chio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grow older, the more indifferent mood I have toward those special days. As if it is not going to happen again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, it was just another big excuse for me to run out wildly in club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This year, I am going to Fake Sister In Law's wedding dinner, if can I might want to rush over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; the BBQ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should or shouldn't I write down my resolution? I didn't usually resolute my resolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear Santa, if you happen to visit me tonight, please don't be shock that I didn't hang a sock for you to put in my present... I just wish that I can have a peaceful and wonderful year 2010 coming ahead, wish I can be happy, healthy and wealthy , and this goes to people around me... ain't hard for you, rite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAVE A FUN &amp;amp; WONDERFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X'mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ding ding dong ding ding dong~ding ding dong ding ding dong~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8306798758533318958?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8306798758533318958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8306798758533318958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8306798758533318958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8306798758533318958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_24.html' title='平安夜了，我该失身吗？'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3701947374548550028</id><published>2009-12-15T07:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:55:25.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>微笑的早晨， 我好劲啊！</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Please believe that I sleep at 4 am and by norm I shall be waking up around 1pm but I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;excitingly awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at 7.30am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What a day? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I woke up effortlessly early and feeling great!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wish to have breakfast, any companion? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even my morning class on Friday never able to wake me up at this hour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can't help but to feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;CHEERFUL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SybPaf1Bd2I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/njgBTaTtZ9k/s1600-h/5872_SmileyFace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SybPaf1Bd2I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/njgBTaTtZ9k/s320/5872_SmileyFace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415243656087041890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;...Good day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3701947374548550028?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3701947374548550028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3701947374548550028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3701947374548550028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3701947374548550028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_15.html' title='微笑的早晨， 我好劲啊！'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SybPaf1Bd2I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/njgBTaTtZ9k/s72-c/5872_SmileyFace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8345948089640740415</id><published>2009-12-15T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T02:33:35.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evangeline Is Sweet, 许愿吧！</title><content type='html'>The Princess and The Frog, should have given a better name but despite of that I had great fun watching it. It has been more than a century when I last enjoy a Disney's Princess, never doubt I love one of the soundtrack, but I don't know what is the song title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another movie in the same day as well, which it is the Wind Cloud 2! 风云... like playing those fighting arcade in cinema... Fight till the end... then the movie end tailless... still nice watching it with those very outdone actions and graphics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I aging or what? When I'm watching Wind Cloud, I have a very tired leg, which might be the sigh of sitting too much. Ass having too much affair with cushions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SyaDNy8ppdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/7W-F60EsRW8/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SyaDNy8ppdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/7W-F60EsRW8/s320/cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415159874997298642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Back to the main topic I wanna say about, I had a very mix-up feeling today. I had made a very bad move weeks back, which no one can be pin-pointed at but me. I am the one who kinda complicated the situation, and pushed myself into deep shit- smelly shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once have the choice of ending the mess in a very short and best way, but I hesitated and drag on the problem hoping that it will be like those others, gone with the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying too hard to fix it and make it comprehensive to the person, but the neglect attitude of the person make me so troublesome, I felt so sinful and don't know which act is the best for myself and so I gave some damn shit answer when I'm being questioned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday,  a very mind troubling day yet a very cheerful day... I purposely make myself occupied so I will have no option when I have to make choices, I am finding tons and tons and tons of excuses to make myself away. Deep in my heart, I prepared for the worst but hoping nothing will ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both options aren't the option I will pick, one will make me regret another will make me lost a friend, so called friend...  but honestly, I nearly wanna pick up the option that gonna make me regret big time but have some pleasure moments... silly me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my wishing to 'Evangeline' are being heard and replied with good deed.. I have my third option which won't happen anything I won't wish it to happen. I kinda ignored everything, meaning I am avoiding the problem again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to 'Evangeline' again, problems may be swept under the mat and see no sunshine ever again... till then I am a free soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SyaCsmVq01I/AAAAAAAAAfA/t5_nnHJuIvA/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SyaCsmVq01I/AAAAAAAAAfA/t5_nnHJuIvA/s320/DSC00737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415159304676889426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8345948089640740415?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8345948089640740415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8345948089640740415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8345948089640740415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8345948089640740415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/evangeline-is-sweet.html' title='Evangeline Is Sweet, 许愿吧！'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SyaDNy8ppdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/7W-F60EsRW8/s72-c/cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-9188344135608951999</id><published>2009-12-12T13:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:08:33.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE, I'M ASKING FOR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna hit the club at 1.45 pm, 12 Dec 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I'm so in mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm imagining what's my X'mas present, where I'll be? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;...at Fake Dear's sister wedding dinner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm imagining how I'm going to spend my New Year Eve...&lt;br /&gt;I love how I spent it last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna back to Paris, it has been 10 years since my last visit...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go travel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise me please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;by the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SyNA2FgL_VI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7czb_CDbjJY/s1600-h/pen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SyNA2FgL_VI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7czb_CDbjJY/s320/pen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414242474963762514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-9188344135608951999?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/9188344135608951999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=9188344135608951999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/9188344135608951999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/9188344135608951999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/surprise-im-asking-for.html' title='SURPRISE, I&apos;M ASKING FOR!'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SyNA2FgL_VI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7czb_CDbjJY/s72-c/pen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3168058449226667789</id><published>2009-12-01T01:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T01:24:30.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>亲爱的暮岁</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SxP-K2yEGeI/AAAAAAAAAeo/rXRBVdjzVl4/s1600/Balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SxP-K2yEGeI/AAAAAAAAAeo/rXRBVdjzVl4/s320/Balloons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409947039859743202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello December, going to LoVe ya!&lt;br /&gt;Happy World Aids Day&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do safe sex tomorrow to show my support, any volunteer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SxP_rrHAUFI/AAAAAAAAAew/DKpNS_IhzyY/s1600/aids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SxP_rrHAUFI/AAAAAAAAAew/DKpNS_IhzyY/s320/aids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409948703173660754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3168058449226667789?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3168058449226667789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3168058449226667789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3168058449226667789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3168058449226667789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='亲爱的暮岁'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SxP-K2yEGeI/AAAAAAAAAeo/rXRBVdjzVl4/s72-c/Balloons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2713196275095120288</id><published>2009-11-23T02:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T03:47:18.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone Made Mistakes</title><content type='html'>...and not every mistakes will be forgiven by God, after all we expected too much from him. He is just another evolution of human, and he sometimes is not that merciful and understanding. That is why he enjoy creating mess for us and so we have mess in our life, big mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些坏事非但没有办法回头，却还会纵使我们一错再错。没有人能拉一把，一些是不单只能改变一生，还可以毁人一生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从不敢说自己会是一个好人。这笔孽帐及时才算得清，我更不敢去想，后果是我无法担贷。这又是一件什么事？我无法交待清楚，能做的就写出来抒发点情绪。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;发生了好久好久，第一次使我年少无知，接下来却是我的好玩一直到现在变成了一种惯性犯罪。坦白说，我已经失去所谓的罪恶感，至少在当下我是只想完成，越快越好。事后的懊恼，已经是从后悔演变成复仇似的动力。难道这就是犯罪心理，而我现在记录着我的犯罪心得？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多时候，都能预知自己很快的就要犯罪了。 往往在知道这是做的越多，曝露的罪行会是更严重的可是往往我又告诉自己下次不可以了，又再下次不可以了。最后的最后，我还是没看到它的结尾。能真正了结，看似最快也要两年的时间。我不敢赌说我不会重犯，因为每每有了想法，那很快又是下一次了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直都很黑暗的发生着，间中有被察觉不过很快的在否认后又继续下去。如果当初被发现了，我想我现在不会有机会写这一些，后果不必想象，因为根本就是不堪设想。天底下，没有人会认同，更妄说要人原谅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这事根本对我没一丝一毫的好处，而我根本就依本能去执行我的罪过。我是怎么了？抱着什么心情，态度去面对我的错？我不懂。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;犯罪后，罪恶感在荡存的时间缝隙，大声地敲击我的良心，不断责怪我的冲动，责备我所犯下的罪行。那缝隙也提供让我逃离现场的理智和时间。没有下一次，下一次却也很血腥的再一次就好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么时候才能有个断点？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来每个人都有犯罪的基因。而我所犯下的过失足以让我坐牢，身败名裂而再也不能抬起头做人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2713196275095120288?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2713196275095120288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2713196275095120288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2713196275095120288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2713196275095120288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/11/everyone-made-mistakes.html' title='Everyone Made Mistakes'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-7287267074005645641</id><published>2009-11-10T11:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:42:09.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Never Wish To Be Outside Of You</title><content type='html'>原来11月真的是一个头脑昏张的月份，回顾了07’ 08’ 年也是没有什么好东西。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08年的11月，我写了这一段文字来做了结。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Each time, I made a footprint on the ground I should feel that I'm solid.&lt;br /&gt;Each time, I getting better and better, I want everyone to know that I'm vivid.&lt;br /&gt;The glow I have with me, it will not be only spark. It shines through every souls that know me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是否真的做到了？09 年里头，真的不敢奢望自己真的是一个好的朋友。我不再像以前会为朋友之间的琐事烦恼，想尽办法的去解决，去图一个名分叫做我是真心的好朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我，很多时候都不愿去争辩，朋友觉得是就是，不是就不是。不觉得解释了，会见得冰释前嫌,反而有了一种回不了头的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人来人往，留下的会是什么？有一个回忆关于我的，是好是坏还计较得了那么多吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近，总是人前快乐，人后愁，那又是为了什么？夜半，总是很难安然入眠。碾转间发现自己沉重了许多，背负的事情是不是一两句寒暄能减轻？那我能不能不断的和镜子里的我寒暄多几句。抱怨太多，也不见得能减轻多少。别人看不见的，我不能也忽视，反而我必须很尽量，很尽力，非常拼命的完成。或者换句话说，当别人不断的在我身上绑上所谓的期望，我却不能刻意松绑，反而有种需要背负着它们一同去完成我的人生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我不太明白我在表达些什。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们之间，曾几何时是那么的无芥蒂的混在一起。现在的我们又是怎样了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的很认真地扮演着一个好朋友的角色。努力的我，努力的让身边的人因为认识了我而有了一点不同。我不敢说我是最好的，我也没有很尽力，可我真的有很努力， 说穿了，还不是希望死了以后，灵堂上热闹点，死了也有面子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不写了。。。 这篇东西越写越没有意义，只是越写越令我烦闷，暴躁！很明显的，我的语文水平下滑的很令人诧异，尤其是华语。对不起，祖宗十九代！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-7287267074005645641?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/7287267074005645641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=7287267074005645641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7287267074005645641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7287267074005645641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-never-wish-to-be-outside-of-you.html' title='I&apos;ll Never Wish To Be Outside Of You'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-7817008797497040963</id><published>2009-11-09T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:44:47.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>理不开的思绪</title><content type='html'>烦闷。&lt;br /&gt;总是很想写好多好多，却没有很清晰的头脑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我患上了A.N.X.I.E.T.Y  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-7817008797497040963?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/7817008797497040963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=7817008797497040963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7817008797497040963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7817008797497040963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='理不开的思绪'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-4830879869554851006</id><published>2009-11-01T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T01:16:33.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>James</title><content type='html'>Hey, be good over there. Reserve a nice place for me, mean while you make great friends there...Promise you will show me around when I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't mourn for you. We'll somehow see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate is when you hug me in public,&lt;br /&gt;Hate it when you bite me so hard,&lt;br /&gt;Hate it when you make fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, the day we meet again 请你大大力的咬我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;till then, I will be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-4830879869554851006?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/4830879869554851006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=4830879869554851006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4830879869554851006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4830879869554851006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/11/james.html' title='James'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8059094009567445202</id><published>2009-10-31T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:55:56.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's My Party Mood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SvRUE6MYoII/AAAAAAAAAeg/Gzt7K4CxE7w/s1600-h/happy+halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SvRUE6MYoII/AAAAAAAAAeg/Gzt7K4CxE7w/s320/happy+halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401034296441479298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my party people go?&lt;br /&gt;Where's my party people go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gone halloween, hard party, with delicious liquor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Cheers!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not there... &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;still can't relate myself to halloween... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ANG MO's CHENG BENG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8059094009567445202?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8059094009567445202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8059094009567445202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8059094009567445202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8059094009567445202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheres-my-party-mood.html' title='Where&apos;s My Party Mood?'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SvRUE6MYoII/AAAAAAAAAeg/Gzt7K4CxE7w/s72-c/happy+halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6107901943171723796</id><published>2009-10-30T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:41:42.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>流星</title><content type='html'>I tell you what, the god gonna punish me for my greediness... but hopefully he is mercy enough to spare me a good life.. I do not wish for much, but only the list stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Contact Lenses--- I can't live a smooth life with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;New Converse--- My old shoes are aged, time to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;New Belt--- My belts are worn out a bit, and wanna add more variety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Contact Lenses Solution--- To ensure I live a smooth life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Cleansing Bar--- For cleansing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Spectacles--- 4 years old's dude needs retirement plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Headphone--- I literally destroyed mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fixing My Babe--- Ken Ken has too much bruises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;More Shorts--- I always wears the only one or two, felt bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;More Jeans--- I only wear my favorite, felt bored as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Shades--- Panda shape no longer fits me, or I just realize that fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;More T-shirts--- New blood to wardrobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;More Shirts 格子--- My hard crush on them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;New Perfume--- CKfree, My love, My Life... Applicious just buried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Money Money Money--- Essential solution of all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Lays--- Important when I'm pps-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Stationary--- To enrich my pencil case, don't like it looks empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hoodie--- I have no hoodie, feel like owning one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Cap--- Cover my popular face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Wallet--- Feel like tearing the current one into pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Rings--- I had 12, now I has 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Head&amp;amp;Shoulder Shampoo--- Wash my silk on top of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Mask--- My face is cracking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Haircut--- Trust me, pigeon is laying eggs on it, peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;New Bags for College--- Confession of a show off kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Shaving Cream--- To decorate my ice-cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Shaving Blade--- Cut grass in yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Watch--- Countdown for the end of world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6107901943171723796?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6107901943171723796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6107901943171723796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6107901943171723796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6107901943171723796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_2251.html' title='流星'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-5304299374422405184</id><published>2009-10-28T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:47:09.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Shared, We Growth, We Are Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...and still friend-ing in the long future. I foresee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;期许我们是朋友，不是短暂的缘分。&lt;br /&gt;我没有太多的文字来回应你，可是你要知道我是爱你的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Su3XOJo1P-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VM7eeTpELGA/s1600-h/md_1139887272362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Su3XOJo1P-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VM7eeTpELGA/s320/md_1139887272362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399208166392414178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still, every moment,&lt;br /&gt;by the name of friends, I will always beside you. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5304299374422405184?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5304299374422405184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5304299374422405184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5304299374422405184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5304299374422405184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-shared-we-growth-we-are-friend.html' title='We Shared, We Growth, We Are Friend'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Su3XOJo1P-I/AAAAAAAAAeY/VM7eeTpELGA/s72-c/md_1139887272362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-4869675573356763873</id><published>2009-10-20T00:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T01:53:57.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>阳光是温暖的，笑容是灿烂的</title><content type='html'>I never thought today gonna be a good good day.  I had the worse to the worst expectation of the day, just spray out my tears on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things went pretty fine. I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Styd8BQHUrI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Jtue-rEra4A/s1600-h/sunshine1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Styd8BQHUrI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Jtue-rEra4A/s320/sunshine1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394360108136747698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After so many days of home self-quarantine due to my own financial fault! yeah~ Blame me!&lt;br /&gt;I have so much fun chit chatting with Fake Dear inside Coffee Bean, with the name of helping her do assignment, but I do help... Did I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At the time, I was so worry about my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Meeting them, those I missed deep deep inside cinema. Watching a Boar running, banging, crushing people is not scary at all, indeed it is funny... I realize that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm getting bolder day by days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the "Ohhhhhhhhhh~~~~~" we have it together when the guy got his ass hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving every moment in Coffee Island :) I just have my heart warmed, forget about those messy worries, disturbing thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a friend named Condom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我们需要冲动去喜欢一个人&lt;br /&gt;我们需要理智去决定爱一个人&lt;br /&gt;爱过就好，笑一笑，没烦恼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HKHQqFUl1Rs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HKHQqFUl1Rs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;腳步重心口痛你開始淚流&lt;br /&gt;太明白在未來已不能遷就&lt;br /&gt;應驗了一開始有人說我們一定不會長久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;淚乾了各自走不會有挽留&lt;br /&gt;現在就放開不會再牽的手&lt;br /&gt;沒有錯我們並沒有錯只是走不到最後＊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從頭到尾安靜的承受&lt;br /&gt;分開的默契我們都有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;所有的想念和問候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;留作以後朋友代口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;當時間緩緩流走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;已不適合再開口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;背影隨沉默拉長&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;所有答案都在心上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;當時間緩緩流走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;會代替我們開口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;寂寞再回到身旁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;愛情留待別人遇上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;＃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時間會代你開口 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not so related, but those highlighted lyrics are for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Condom ar~ Condom tho you have cloudy day, but thanks for giving me a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;SUNNY&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the light on, but it doesn't as bad as I feel. Sadly, I have a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO WHAT? I HAVE A ARMY BEHIND ME, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN EVEN YOUR ROOM IS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ON FIRE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-4869675573356763873?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/4869675573356763873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=4869675573356763873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4869675573356763873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4869675573356763873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='阳光是温暖的，笑容是灿烂的'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Styd8BQHUrI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Jtue-rEra4A/s72-c/sunshine1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-7919051013323379979</id><published>2009-10-15T02:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T03:25:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Kept My Memories In Luggage</title><content type='html'>离开就好了，别回头了。&lt;br /&gt;我已经祝福你了，我很努力了。&lt;br /&gt;可是我还会怕我不及格。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不亮灯的房间，已经是我的一种安慰。让我不自觉地埋没你。&lt;br /&gt;你不回来好吗？ 我坦白，我怕亮灯的房间会瓦解我。&lt;br /&gt;我更怕遇见你。真的很怕。&lt;br /&gt;就算我懦弱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不哭，我不可以哭。&lt;br /&gt;我不会哭。我不要哭。&lt;br /&gt;我不愿哭。我不想哭。&lt;br /&gt;就连你给的回忆，我想一想就会哭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不会去数黑黑的车，我不会转头看你的房灯，&lt;br /&gt;我不会在再绕一大圈，我不会回忆快乐的回忆，&lt;br /&gt;我不会十点半吃东西，我不会查你给我的信息，&lt;br /&gt;我不会想念你的味道，我不会再品尝你的唇瓣，&lt;br /&gt;我不会走到你家楼下，我不会看见留下的剪影。&lt;br /&gt;我却没有不会所有我想不会的事物回忆还有你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讨厌自己的懦弱，我明明不是受害者。因为我不可以是受害者。&lt;br /&gt;我是战士，被你击倒后会站起来的战士。&lt;br /&gt;战役里没有掌声，但不可以让回忆不断的击败。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/StYkY2pzRHI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gXg2ZCZ-mgI/s1600-h/6gafqf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/StYkY2pzRHI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gXg2ZCZ-mgI/s320/6gafqf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392537613229048946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我多想把一切装入行李，转寄宇宙黑洞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;不，想带你，继续旅行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-7919051013323379979?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/7919051013323379979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=7919051013323379979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7919051013323379979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7919051013323379979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-kept-my-memories-in-luggage.html' title='I Kept My Memories In Luggage'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/StYkY2pzRHI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gXg2ZCZ-mgI/s72-c/6gafqf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2326891293467499058</id><published>2009-10-12T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:39:22.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye TARC, Hello SeGi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is absolutely the best happening in 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2326891293467499058?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2326891293467499058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2326891293467499058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2326891293467499058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2326891293467499058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-tarc-hello-segi.html' title='Goodbye TARC, Hello SeGi'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8473470417495041173</id><published>2009-10-07T15:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:58:27.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 seats VS 6 Butts</title><content type='html'>Nah nah nah nah nah~~&lt;br /&gt;October is here, which already the 1st week come to the end. I ended my Sept with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;wild party&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;happy party&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;reckless party&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sleepless part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;, I played with my life, burnt my endless youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and lastly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fall Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result releasing soon, on Monday. Heading to anther path or hanging halfway like now, is much depending on what I will be seeing on 12th Oct.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bless it harder, my god. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor guy, it is a budget Oct. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Play-Save&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else I wanna spill here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love is the best med for my current sickness. I'm desperately denying that I'm desperate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;macam Vynn, lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminar time, wishing you people get to fill up the 12 seats with 6 pairs of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;butt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8473470417495041173?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8473470417495041173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8473470417495041173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/10/nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-october-is-here.html' title='12 seats VS 6 Butts'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-936349228608604679</id><published>2009-09-29T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:48:39.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Loves</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow expecting great fun, and great fun expecting great outflow of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get my allowance early from my mum, haha... Is like a usual monthly ritual I will do, my mum say I can only be a good boy whenever I'm short of money, how cruel or she, but she is damn right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm guilt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fetch her from work and bring her to &lt;u&gt;ATM&lt;/u&gt;, then to catch our lunch together at Jetty, nice fish noodle! I absolutely will be there another time. Then while lunch I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; KC KC&lt;/span&gt; show her that a shirt I wear is so nice, XOX, but I don't want to buy it yet &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;( lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... but I'm really sharing with my mum only, not expecting that she said she wanna buy it for me. She asked me to go Gurney with her, she wanna shopping with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shirt's price was overlook by my bad eyesight! It doubled up what I saw on that day, it went too far and made it so not worthy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;Secretly still loving it, urgggghhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't wanna pressure my mum, then I said I don't want it anymore... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;as if I really mean it! lolx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fetch her to Gama, old shopping complex where I go almost everyday in my childhood to ride the brown horse. She walk around then we go to men's department, looking around. I was so dead, those shirt are macam my dad century, and my mum so enjoying fitting my dad's fashion on me. urgh! I spotted something before I decided to walk away, finally there are some eyes catching shirts, I happily picking trying them, being in between of 2 lovely shirts, don't know which one to go to, and mum helps me to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring home both! Love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;and I can have new shirt to club!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when I went home, Aunt said she will give me money to buy new shoes! wheeee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SstsmUvKTxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/o1_flZudwuo/s1600-h/Cheifs_Pride_For_Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SstsmUvKTxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/o1_flZudwuo/s320/Cheifs_Pride_For_Web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389520784736276242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Loving my mum, since I know the best way&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;not having argument with her, show no temper.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-936349228608604679?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/936349228608604679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=936349228608604679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/936349228608604679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/936349228608604679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/09/mama-loves.html' title='Mama Loves'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SstsmUvKTxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/o1_flZudwuo/s72-c/Cheifs_Pride_For_Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8499091196453965452</id><published>2009-09-23T03:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:34:35.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty Pleasure Once Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For  years, I dropped or in proper words, I suppressed myself quite well I should have complimented myself that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        It is time for some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SrkhsMihErI/AAAAAAAAAdY/D5IisHXDYCA/s1600-h/guiltypleasure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SrkhsMihErI/AAAAAAAAAdY/D5IisHXDYCA/s320/guiltypleasure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384371872662098610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;        Welcome back, for the guilty sweet pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everything happen for a reason I should have quoted that if necessary. Asking Where, When, Who, What, Why and How is almost as dangerous as the killer staying behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are time people do not like to be judge, almost all the time. Being a very judgmental guy, which is me and pointing at you as well is happening each and every second  when we met someone or did something. For me, personally (which is my best protection phrase) think that there is only 2 option in the line waiting you to pick it up, accept it or reject it – Fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By mean of what I stated above, I think I’m responsible to clarify it in case there are someone who don’t understand it . Accepting someone is easy while still staying new, unexplored, fresh and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt; behave well and presentable in your eyes, he/she is the coolest best you ever met.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Night falls no matter how hot the sun in the afternoon was.&lt;/span&gt; Sooner or later there are personalities or actions that you find annoying, not so tally with yours or we are good in saying that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;‘Ohhhh… changes makes him my less favorite now’/ ‘That’s not the one I used to know’, &lt;/span&gt;Immediately you made a point. Dang, your so coolest best is flawed and you are upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell when the coolest best is no longer who you first met? We intend to make changes on people by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;never reflecting a CM about us.&lt;/span&gt; There is nothing wrong when a guy is better and feeling great being who he is and how he behave in the most comfortable position. We like it or dislike it, is there any problem? Will it stop the earth form spinning? I am not stopping you to shape your  friends’ personality, just take care of your  way is much more than enough. Being honest and being completely honest is different, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;we all know truth hurts but I think there are ways to avoid poking people by pointing the needle into the skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, another one of a kind, when I kinda like you, I truly mean it , I’m just so honest, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;… but when I hate you and showing I’m not liking you much doesn’t  affecting my life running smooth and happy, I totally can turn my asshole to talk to  you.  I called it rejection of friendship or total discrimination from my circle, I rather be blind than seeing everyday, hopping in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has it value, not till us to judge how much they worth. You accepted a friend, you take good and bad together, we come in package. If you can’t stand or accept the bad side, why bother to take as a friend? And start torturing the one  to turn into who you glad to see.  After all, is the good and bad makes friends who they are, and helps us to differentiate them, not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;robots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may rise up a question that, If they are so bad, are you still accepting them and seeing them drown into no where? I would say, hinting is the best way I can do. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Telling a girl that her make up sucks on her face tho she spent 3 hours on it, or hinting that another colours might makes her more pleasant is a better way? When she realise that she actually looking bad with the original make up, she eventually will change it to be a better one, than rather you humiliate her while she think she already tried to bring out the best.  She will thanks you for your supportive hinting or hate you for your brainless for good sake humiliation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We change for our self, and often no one can really change us unless we wanna change our self. &lt;/span&gt;Seeing you saying how much a bitch worthy, makes me even sickening of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturing makes me sick, yet like what I said before, I can’t laugh at jokes that I find it lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to barks of before I went off, I never like people setting me up. Tell the whole package before I promise something, not after I promise then you came in to fill in the blank.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who thinks that yourself fits in what I said, I'm saying you. Please be happy to fit in and degrade yourself if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Srkhijpwq-I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TqQht9gd7gs/s1600-h/drunk01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Srkhijpwq-I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TqQht9gd7gs/s200/drunk01.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384371707067804642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Consider me drunk or Aries Attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8499091196453965452?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8499091196453965452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8499091196453965452' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8499091196453965452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8499091196453965452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/09/guilty-pleasure-once-again.html' title='Guilty Pleasure Once Again'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SrkhsMihErI/AAAAAAAAAdY/D5IisHXDYCA/s72-c/guiltypleasure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2396583307264338646</id><published>2009-09-14T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T03:05:25.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Glimpse of Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm wondering, there is a moment of every night I felt that I got shattered. Sorrow and pain comes from no where, was still happily doing my stuff then it got a feeling that I was dropping down from a very high place and drown into a very dark place, sticky is how I can describe the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is haunting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的黑暗，总在我闲来无事时&lt;br /&gt;把我击碎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我埋首沉默的，用泪水&lt;br /&gt;把自己粘合&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慌张了&lt;br /&gt;下一次，快来了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可以不要太过细碎吗?&lt;br /&gt;我莫名其妙的被我的碎片割伤&lt;br /&gt;啃噬我的血，殿祭黑夜别太无情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I found no reason, why I will feel so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2396583307264338646?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2396583307264338646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2396583307264338646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2396583307264338646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2396583307264338646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/09/glimpse-of-dark.html' title='The Glimpse of Dark'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1314341563334786300</id><published>2009-09-08T23:48:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:32:33.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>有人揾我笨</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a day, I wanted to do some good deed to a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I drove happily up to a palace where she live&lt;br /&gt;only in one of the dungeon&lt;br /&gt;We took the public pumpkin car to back where she belongs.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the jetty, I was told that she is a Bwitch&lt;br /&gt;I thought the another pumpkin car will directly make us near her&lt;br /&gt;evil palace&lt;br /&gt;but I was told the Bwitch is lame and got to walk her way home&lt;br /&gt;1KM of tearless cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPwt-zMAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FWniljJDpuE/s1600-h/DSC06542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPwt-zMAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FWniljJDpuE/s200/DSC06542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380481878219501570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downturn of the happy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPv0bIQ0I/AAAAAAAAAco/2w1fgAu7-v0/s1600-h/DSC06543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPv0bIQ0I/AAAAAAAAAco/2w1fgAu7-v0/s200/DSC06543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380481862769066818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Masuk", Welcome to a hell trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPvudl_DI/AAAAAAAAAcg/G6GUhgOhI0E/s1600-h/DSC06544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPvudl_DI/AAAAAAAAAcg/G6GUhgOhI0E/s200/DSC06544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380481861168790578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall understand the Dangerous Sign, that hinted me not go further&lt;br /&gt;yet, my good heart got me killed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPvEcVJkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/JRvelD96ywc/s1600-h/DSC06545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPvEcVJkI/AAAAAAAAAcY/JRvelD96ywc/s200/DSC06545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380481849889203778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is sinking into the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPuvk7KII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/VoYpjfptR74/s1600-h/DSC06546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPuvk7KII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/VoYpjfptR74/s200/DSC06546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380481844288104578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We prisoner, on the boat to the stranger land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOyIKZ0NI/AAAAAAAAAcI/sVjbo6LE4ks/s1600-h/DSC06547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOyIKZ0NI/AAAAAAAAAcI/sVjbo6LE4ks/s200/DSC06547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380480802915733714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart, is as dark as his shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOxqIIDsI/AAAAAAAAAcA/sb8_U3ZDqjs/s1600-h/DSC06548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOxqIIDsI/AAAAAAAAAcA/sb8_U3ZDqjs/s200/DSC06548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380480794853117634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the Bwitch... found guilty and not to show her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOxDsz4BI/AAAAAAAAAb4/xr0F9KBqjdo/s1600-h/DSC06550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOxDsz4BI/AAAAAAAAAb4/xr0F9KBqjdo/s200/DSC06550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380480784538001426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ID to the No-Where-Land of that Bwitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtWW1dIvnI/AAAAAAAAAc4/7TdXdkAhKag/s1600-h/DSC06555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtWW1dIvnI/AAAAAAAAAc4/7TdXdkAhKag/s320/DSC06555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380489130130587250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering why his head got a hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOwWkmUBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vI8C1U4iS6c/s1600-h/DSC06551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOwWkmUBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/vI8C1U4iS6c/s200/DSC06551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380480772423962642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar~ I'm a Tiger~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOvyM248I/AAAAAAAAAbo/1Tc90TIcdfY/s1600-h/DSC06557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOvyM248I/AAAAAAAAAbo/1Tc90TIcdfY/s200/DSC06557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380480762660709314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where the Bwitch learn her primary magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOJb8-UqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mABXPQ8IvRA/s1600-h/DSC06558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtOJb8-UqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/mABXPQ8IvRA/s320/DSC06558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380480103853478562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bwitch tortured me, and I slimmed down again&lt;br /&gt;Stated : 66&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtNfNPxqYI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/uExp8txXbXY/s1600-h/DSC06570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtNfNPxqYI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/uExp8txXbXY/s200/DSC06570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380479378351303042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her evilness bringing me to no where,&lt;br /&gt;She lured me with fried Banana, but so lame&lt;br /&gt;She lost in her land, ends up&lt;br /&gt;she poison me with Slurpee and Ice Cream Potong&lt;br /&gt;with my own pocket money&lt;br /&gt;how devilish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtNesYMbxI/AAAAAAAAAbI/r-axtPG1_44/s1600-h/DSC06580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtNesYMbxI/AAAAAAAAAbI/r-axtPG1_44/s200/DSC06580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380479369528241938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locked in her house, witness she did something idiot&lt;br /&gt;took picture with her giant horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtNeVzkj3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/3vfetCMBn34/s1600-h/DSC06581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtNeVzkj3I/AAAAAAAAAbA/3vfetCMBn34/s200/DSC06581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380479363469053810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes another pity prisoner&lt;br /&gt;She always force her to do silly stuff, and the Bwitch gave her&lt;br /&gt;a guy name - Jerry&lt;br /&gt;How pity is the prisoner = How idiot is the Bwitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtNdl_j45I/AAAAAAAAAa4/ApOHU-pwbQg/s1600-h/DSC06583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtNdl_j45I/AAAAAAAAAa4/ApOHU-pwbQg/s200/DSC06583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380479350634439570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Slurpee poison she make me drink and I got a yellow tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How evil is she? she put me in her house, and she went sleep.&lt;br /&gt;She left me alone with no toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e3165821053ea3f2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3165821053ea3f2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329958490%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A01C66E9967188F958378A822B602288E602A8A.17A9363C84BAAAECCBD471879C67AC7FD6C19EB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3165821053ea3f2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlJT4xiyhS0OZpTYPSWxR9CYMxcU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3165821053ea3f2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329958490%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A01C66E9967188F958378A822B602288E602A8A.17A9363C84BAAAECCBD471879C67AC7FD6C19EB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3165821053ea3f2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlJT4xiyhS0OZpTYPSWxR9CYMxcU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtYU9lt0FI/AAAAAAAAAdA/791Y9cYjSEE/s1600-h/DSC03683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtYU9lt0FI/AAAAAAAAAdA/791Y9cYjSEE/s200/DSC03683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380491296977571922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, she makes me look like a mouse, or the Welcome Prosperity Cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the night comes, she suddenly got stroked by thunder&lt;br /&gt;and send me back to her Island dungeon with her giant horse&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;release me and my little deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode happily on my way home&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;live happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1314341563334786300?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1314341563334786300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1314341563334786300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1314341563334786300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1314341563334786300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_08.html' title='有人揾我笨'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtPwt-zMAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FWniljJDpuE/s72-c/DSC06542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-4909567818013357594</id><published>2009-09-04T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:16:19.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我可以留下来吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I forgotten to bring my passport home, I have no air ticket with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I stay a little bit longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Sp_5rpV1IBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbFt3DwiTrc/s1600-h/Photo_00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Sp_5rpV1IBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbFt3DwiTrc/s320/Photo_00003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377291008330768402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;in your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-4909567818013357594?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/4909567818013357594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=4909567818013357594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4909567818013357594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/4909567818013357594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_04.html' title='我可以留下来吗？'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/Sp_5rpV1IBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LbFt3DwiTrc/s72-c/Photo_00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2972793806411417356</id><published>2009-09-03T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T02:11:16.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>呼伊死！</title><content type='html'>I have been fucked up and toyed by that ABFA1024 Fundamentals of Accounting for the fucking 3 times in the pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I HERE BY ANNOUNCED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I FUCKED THAT PAPER THIS TIME! NICELY DONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;THE EVER 1ST TIME, I BALANCED MY ACCOUNT IN EXAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;DAMN HAPPY WHEN MY BANK RECONCILIATION BALANCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; SAME AS BANK STATEMENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;DAMN HAPPY WHEN I FELT SO CONFIDENT OBJECTIVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;DAMN EXCITED FOR ANOTHER 2 QUESTIONS THAT I CAN'T BALANCE STILL I GET TO PLACE THOSE PARTICLES IN RIGHT SLOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma a hot dude now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow wanna have a spring clean up for my room, and seek for part time la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy~ Happy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2972793806411417356?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2972793806411417356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2972793806411417356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2972793806411417356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2972793806411417356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_03.html' title='呼伊死！'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-7146691816353103407</id><published>2009-09-02T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T01:20:23.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>干你死！</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GOOD LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;FUCK THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ABFA1024&lt;br /&gt;FUNDAMENTALS OF ACCOUNTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BACK TO ALIEN'S ASSHOLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-7146691816353103407?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/7146691816353103407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=7146691816353103407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7146691816353103407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7146691816353103407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='干你死！'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-2131232479302638369</id><published>2009-08-31T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:55:21.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>逃亡计划,做个有梦的人</title><content type='html'>I'm planning a perfect escapade away from those &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;evil 666&lt;/span&gt;'s born internet and all the technology that comes along with it. I need to concentrate on my study, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FULLY&lt;/span&gt; would be the best adjective in this action. I will be carrying a cheerful heart, happily along with those textbooks, pencil case, calculator, full scrape papers and my cell phone with headphone along... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;who called it a escapade from technology? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far before I get to carry out my escapade perfectly flawless, what am I doing?&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; I'm blogging here, refreshing facebook homepage every 5 seconds I turned away from it, I'm watching Ugly Betty Season 3, and I'm msn chatting with Milk King...&lt;/span&gt; Luckily tonight no 'extra' business for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I wanna ranting about something, which is a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in a cool airline, as one of their service crew on board better in named, Air Steward. Sigh, I just love to be adventurous, visiting around the world, seeing things with different perspective! Well, despite of that, I'm working part time as a fabulous *not going to be disclosed*, I'm much enjoying my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying in my own condo, with those i-love-it renovation. Having a master bedroom size of wardrobe filled in with all my outfits... and blah blah blah as it going to be never ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live happily ever after in my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REALITY CHECK!&lt;br /&gt;EXAM WEDNESDAY,&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY ON THURSDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoiled Brat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2131232479302638369?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2131232479302638369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2131232479302638369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2131232479302638369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2131232479302638369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_31.html' title='逃亡计划,做个有梦的人'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8887342937515335600</id><published>2009-08-31T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:05:38.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生日快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been 52 years of independence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud that I born in this land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never proud of those internal affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-8887342937515335600?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8887342937515335600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8887342937515335600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8887342937515335600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8887342937515335600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_4264.html' title='生日快乐'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3756440034741620187</id><published>2009-08-30T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:09:58.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>素食者的梦想</title><content type='html'>Today, still woke up in the noon time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a vegetarian brunch, felt nice about it. Suddenly an idea pops in, why not I becoming a full-time vegetarian？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Vegetarian are Hotter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It just appeal me for a few minutes then puff~ there it goes I'm tearing the meat with my teeth...&lt;br /&gt;there is no doubt being a vegetarian is great for all, but I just an omnivore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have been dreaming to become a air-steward, haha... don't laugh!&lt;br /&gt;I dare to dream that's all, I still know how to differentiate the reality and the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is here again, same old subject, same old textbook, same old attitude, same old laziness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wishing a new result. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3756440034741620187?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3756440034741620187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3756440034741620187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3756440034741620187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3756440034741620187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_30.html' title='素食者的梦想'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-9002969252266867987</id><published>2009-08-23T21:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:02:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11楼4号</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Lurve the Steamboat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I Lurve the Pool&lt;br /&gt;I Lurve the Pillow Talk&lt;br /&gt;I Lurve those Beer's Games&lt;br /&gt;I Lurve Truth or Dare&lt;br /&gt;I Lurve The Dogs &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ Cats Hot Sessions&lt;br /&gt;I Lurve Bully Enson&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;I Lurve This The Most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtGoQRPKXI/AAAAAAAAAYo/13t-qLxZHm8/s1600-h/cartoon_charactersimage14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtGoQRPKXI/AAAAAAAAAYo/13t-qLxZHm8/s320/cartoon_charactersimage14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380471837200165234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Exclusively in 11楼4号&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Just Can't Stop Lurving Everyone Staying in 11楼4号 on The Special Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-9002969252266867987?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/9002969252266867987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=9002969252266867987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/9002969252266867987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/9002969252266867987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/08/114.html' title='11楼4号'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SqtGoQRPKXI/AAAAAAAAAYo/13t-qLxZHm8/s72-c/cartoon_charactersimage14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1652670027853398833</id><published>2009-08-19T10:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:55:12.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Mr. Chairperson.</title><content type='html'>To a mighty friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It doesn't matter, it is just a fall. What matter is the way you going to put yourself together. We often find very hard to fit in ourself into perfection, not only you. Everyone hopes to be someone doing something big, you had played your role, not to say well, not to say perfect and it is flaw but so what? You did it like nobody business. Those condemned you, so who they are? Like you said, have they been into your shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You might not be the best I wanna work with, we have our own styles. Many a times, I don't agree with how you work, but hell mine is another hard to cope with style. The past no matter how bad is it, we had done our best not to worsen it, we sweat we bleed we had how many sleepless night nor late night work to made it at least not so close with failure, so what the hell you take it as a failure? When people don't agree with our succeed, first we got to agreed with our own self, so that's the way we get to convince others we actually triumph it loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Compared with others, we marched the way, we stomped so loud, best of all the fun you had like no others. There is only once a lifetime chance, there would not be the same if you had a second chance. Keep on looking down at the bad side, will only worsen the you that you been hating for, so what for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hey, Mr Chairperson... when everyone taking it as a mess, you don't look like a mess, you should be the one who clear up the mess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Mr Chairperson, I had a great time with your event... Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1652670027853398833?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1652670027853398833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1652670027853398833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1652670027853398833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1652670027853398833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-mr-chairperson.html' title='Hey, Mr. Chairperson.'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-8257885097269464376</id><published>2009-08-12T11:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:39:55.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我活得好灿烂</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been sometimes I last updated those non-sense I did in live, sigh~ been much serious person recently... as if I'm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just done the marvellous yet significant OO Nite 09/10, where goes my pride? Swear and swear and swear that don't wanna involve in any SWC event anymore, yet still so itchy to dip myself in trouble. Upon doing the same old work for the third times, I shall be very get used to it and doing it so damn smooth. It does not as expected, I should emphasis... just the fun we had is much likely different with those we had last year, both are great! Just sometimes you will still miss the old times and those oldies who work together with you. Working with different people meaning that I had to cope with their style, and personality, adjusting most of our attitude to at least made many many parties feel OK with it. Sigh... however it is ended with a full stop by now. Hereby I swear again, not to involve in the upcoming event! I SWEAR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I have been to recently?  Let's have some update~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time I happily met Teddy Cheong, Rachel, Danny Fei Lou, Phey Phey and Fu Lian to help out me on my stage, they are as stunning as those last year juniors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special Thanks to Fish, who glittered my head, Beh who gives fake hope, Amanda to PHAY the polyform... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and others friends of life like Cindy, Tortoise, Vincent(who get credit personally later) and many many more stunning people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To done my stage design that had been rejected, refined and lastly transformed into something that our advisor accept, which is totally different from what I had drawn out at the very 1st place~  but never mind I still believe I perform superior magic~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't take much picture and those I have in hand I also very lazy to upload, let's have some to whisper~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQZAfdz7qI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WTW_HvPUw8o/s320/DSC03624.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369444151969705634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so sick climbing up the mountain and waiting people to fetch after collecting those lousy branches, we collect all the way up!! and collapse when we saw there is a big pile waiting for us... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;early early know then no need so suffer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQZA_2mVwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/AF001arsx4E/s320/DSC03643.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369444160663607042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A headful of glitters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQZBbJNE0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/vxnKk2LzgsE/s320/DSC03652.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369444167989400386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe I can fly~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQZB4eYm9I/AAAAAAAAAXI/vHw40vS1mlc/s320/DSC03675.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369444175862864850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's how it looks like~ Phew~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s : for more picture of Orientation Nite 09/10, do visit my facebook~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;During this period, I saw smoking cricket~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQb3hzqE8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/HFveD24ZNNU/s320/DSC05824.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369447296514266050" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many times in live you get to see this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My little kenari killed another life recently, last time he run tru this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQb4TX6yaI/AAAAAAAAAXY/lIaMFgrDeQ0/s320/DSC03177.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369447309819693474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now he crushed this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQb5oN2BVI/AAAAAAAAAXo/4inn9p3a22o/s320/DSC03685.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369447332594451794" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQb5EmDXgI/AAAAAAAAAXg/B9CXfX_qdUA/s320/DSC03684.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369447323032313346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the victim are being cut into half...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't mess with my baby boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Upon the cleaning up day after O nite, I try to hoop on the stage.. and as a result, I receive an anugerah from myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQb6MnoeJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/R3lkkspkfyQ/s320/DSC03687.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369447342366292114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQgERaDWvI/AAAAAAAAAX4/q9MCZy16-n0/s320/DSC03431.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369451913496713970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talk about this fishy~ 9 of them... I wondering how much of them left.. sigh... I'm so sinful~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just a random talk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the ever 1st time I'm using my laptop to blog, his name is Toshy! quite handsome de... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQgE0BKtZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/0WWPbol74q0/s320/DSC06162.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369451922787579282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQgFdS2naI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ITGm20bLYdw/s320/DSC06164.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369451933867613602" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also wanna fulfil a promise that I promised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A promise shall always be a promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQgGfBuenI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qZ-eSOC6koQ/s320/DSC08812.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369451951512517234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm waving good bye to you, the one who gone to Singapore for work. Wishing all the best with your career and do take care well of yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry, love you still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly before I go off from my bloggie, I wanna teach you guy a lesson : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NEVER EVER BE THE 1ST TO SLEEP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-acccf475030458d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/8257885097269464376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=8257885097269464376' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8257885097269464376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/8257885097269464376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='我活得好灿烂'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SoQZAfdz7qI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WTW_HvPUw8o/s72-c/DSC03624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6083455458977409764</id><published>2009-08-04T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T02:45:06.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Taking A Lifetime To Move A Step Away From You</title><content type='html'>生活很平凡充实，也不平静。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天，我在厕所遇见了蝼蝼。我不知道它的名，去拿起水枪跟它打水战。我们玩得很快乐，蝼蝼也一直慌张的躲避着，我却听见了笑声。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不小心把蝼蝼射死了。&lt;br /&gt;瞬间，我察觉我少了一个玩伴，下次小心点比较好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，我和她爬上天台窥探月亮。&lt;br /&gt;我们窃笑着过去，感叹着现在。&lt;br /&gt;月亮不知道懂不懂我们的无奈？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天台放眼望下去，我并没有看见你的家。&lt;br /&gt;今晚我们却在天台见面了， 你总是很不礼貌的出现。&lt;br /&gt;在和她回去的路程，我们也遇见了变态杀手。 我们慢条斯理的逃命。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在把门反锁的那一刻， 我并没有把你和杀手困在一起。&lt;br /&gt;我把你存入我的记忆卡里，带走。&lt;br /&gt;我的不狠心，造就我们下一次见面的机会。希望是微笑的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下次我不乱堆垃圾了，许愿微笑遇见你。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6083455458977409764?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6083455458977409764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6083455458977409764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6083455458977409764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6083455458977409764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-taking-lifetime-to-move-step-away.html' title='It&apos;s Taking A Lifetime To Move A Step Away From You'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-522027250608406549</id><published>2009-07-26T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T02:37:58.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>因为今夜过后没有明天</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Because Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Over again, Don't make me change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I won't live to see another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I swear it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Impossible to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many thoughts running in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Many feelings awaiting to be pen down.&lt;br /&gt;As I comes along, I lead them all way long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of writing something related to what I'm into recently, but at the second thoughts. Shall I be so silly to torch up the war?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I recite it for a million times, I tot I were get use to it. I shared it with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will never be the same as tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-522027250608406549?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/522027250608406549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=522027250608406549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/522027250608406549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/522027250608406549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='因为今夜过后没有明天'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6000922635365442706</id><published>2009-07-18T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:46:20.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Shore</title><content type='html'>少一点自由，本来就是心甘情愿的。&lt;br /&gt;想流浪的人，可不可以不要谈爱情？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经是借镜的我们，在对方的身上不断地看见自己，然后不断的取笑，安慰。是否我安慰了我的借镜，相等的安慰了我的心？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实爱情有了快乐的回忆，算不算就公德圆满了？其实不去计较，美好回忆过后我们所要付出的代价，预支快乐后所承受的伤？保留美好的一面，总好过日日夜夜的思念，日日夜夜的怨恨，矛盾中伤害自己也伤害别人。狠下心，其实是很受伤的，可是也是最快复原的。拖拖拉拉，只会把那伤口扯开，扩大伤害范围。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情总会把话说得太满，太好听，承诺也编得很精彩。我们听得太多，也很虔诚的去相信，甚至无法自拔的当了他的信徒。不要不断地问为什么，其实我们错了吗？我们就只是错过了，可是我们没有犯错，不需要太自责。不要再说，他是你的唯一，除了他，你谁都不要再爱了。想一想，其实也不是第一遍说出这种话了，遇见下一个的时候，上一个都变成大便了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心被他掏空了，自己再慢慢的填补起来，自己不是才是最能保护自己吗？我们都不是公主，也不会是王子。被困在城堡里，不要在肖想王子会。骑着白马来救你，用深深的一吻把你从恶梦中唤醒，更没有英勇的他会来帮你屠去伤害你的恶龙。如果你是公主，你可不可以是花木兰？如果你真的认为你是白雪公主，那你出世的世纪错了，王子投胎做了gay。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说，总是简单过实践。没有要你一夜之间好起来，只期盼你不要折磨自己太久。在你说要去死的时候，很抱歉，我很大声地笑你，然后讲笑话取笑你，更抱歉的是我让你哭笑不得，边哭边笑的声音很恶心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情没了，就靠一靠岸。等天晴了，我们再去航海。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聪明的她，总听得懂我在说些什么吧？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6000922635365442706?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6000922635365442706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6000922635365442706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6000922635365442706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6000922635365442706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/07/loves-shore.html' title='Love&apos;s Shore'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-5240927983801875314</id><published>2009-07-10T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T02:40:31.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>兄弟日</title><content type='html'>Brotherhood is always a journey, never once a destination.&lt;br /&gt;It is a promise, to be a lifetime brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your special gift. Much more than enough for me to show off &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5240927983801875314?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5240927983801875314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5240927983801875314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5240927983801875314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5240927983801875314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_10.html' title='兄弟日'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-7990367937911423708</id><published>2009-07-02T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:22:27.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elves Raping Fairies</title><content type='html'>The Proposal of Stage Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Theme of Orientation Odyssey Nite 2009/10, the design of the CA's stage have to strongly carry out the' Elves and Fairies' atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bring out the feeling of fantasy in the simplest and modal saving method is to ignore the design and such 'we already have a very nice hall to serve the purpose of the night', quoted by Mr. Amos. Thus, the design of the stage is not necessary anymore. If that is being nailed as the most irresponsible way of creating the scene for the audience, I strongly suggest that our very own Fairy Godmother, Miss Ng to dress up like a fairy and literally flying on the stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotation  - N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in Charge - N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards for the Committee of Orientation Odyssey Nite 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage Design Department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-7990367937911423708?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/7990367937911423708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=7990367937911423708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7990367937911423708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/7990367937911423708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/07/elves-raping-fairies.html' title='Elves Raping Fairies'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6457633596500875093</id><published>2009-06-25T18:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:52:49.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>距离</title><content type='html'>When you walk into the check point of your dream, I smells the memories we shares.&lt;br /&gt;We are distanced by the sea, but we are still sharing the dreams, the future, the passion and the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life when I am a timid little boy trying hard to fix myself into the environment, together we really shared those years growing together. Seeing you set your own wings, prepared to fly on itself, as a soul mate of mine, there I blessed you with all my wishes. You have a wonderful journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, we walk under the rain, kicking water all the way back home, about 2km we shared the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, we took bus together at 8am to Prangin Mall and until 10.30am we took bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, when I need to walk home and you ride your bicycle to accompany me home, we shared the sun and the sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time , when I first drove my car alone, you are the passenger. We drove all the way long to Queensbay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, when we were so bored, we took RM50 and have a random bbq at beach, we do it without consider much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, when you are the only friend that go beach with me and we catch fishes and crabs to put into a water bottle, I added some shells in it and we shake it without realize that those fishes and crabs are blended. Cruel... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, we use to talk in tuition class, screamed by tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, when the malay guy handsome was dropped on the floor and blame me for dropping it, you were the one who stand behind me to pull me away from punching him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, you are the always the one who accompany me to do sinful business, the time we pour water on others peoples school bags, mess others people drawers, tear our classmate books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, when I am so bored and down which we both called it hormone imbalance, we both used those idiotic ways to cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time, when we give a ride to each other to no where, what we care is the time we talk in car, not talking about those serious stuff.. we just simply bullshit to make each other happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember, you are always the very very very very important friend of mine, you are always always the very best friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more than words to speak out how much I love you, how much I'm gonna miss  you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fly high in another world, that had me wishing over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are distanced, but our heart keeps us together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6457633596500875093?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6457633596500875093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6457633596500875093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6457633596500875093'/><link 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in my pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RM 1 in my handphone's credit balance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Petrol - Red Light Blinking~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I wonder I can survive until when?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6269010749850209531?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6269010749850209531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6269010749850209531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;已经有一段时间没有和她吵架了，总觉得吵架解决不了问题。在她的面前，我变得更加寡言，笑容更加的欠奉。 总是有种感觉就是，我每天都过着差不多的生活，也没什么好报告的。况且，我也不是那种什么事都一定会讲的，反正我能把事情做好就对了。每天问着我那种重复性问题，回答了，她也不明白，然后我必须解释我的回答，然后再解释我所解释的，我很讨厌这种沟通的模式。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;关心的表现对我来说，很简单就好。一句今天过得怎样？好不好？吃了没？就已经很足够了。适当及配合对方个性的关心其实很重要吧?我不是那种需要别人完完全全融入，了解我生活，我会觉得被侵犯而且有种不被尊重的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她最近的关心让我讨厌的原因是我总会听出那种不信任的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;打个比喻，&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;这题数学你会吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;会吧？不会的话我会问人的。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;你要问谁?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;问朋友啦。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;问哪个朋友？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;班上的同学，你不认识的啦。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;他会的吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;会啦。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;为什么你不要问老师呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;老师不会管，他们都没有时间见我们。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;不然你去问XX啦，她比较厉害。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;你懂XX跟我读得不一样吗？你又知道她比较厉害？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;她的成绩比较好。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;她给你看她的成绩啊？这种事情，我懂得自己去解决&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;我这样做是关心你，你可以不要用这种语气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;吗？&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;。。。。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不要吵架，所以我选择安静，不去理会她的谬论。她又开始吵吵闹闹的说起那些我不关心她啦，我给她脸色看，没有关心，不能体谅她的话。。。 真得很烦！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不关心她的话，为什么还要见她？知道她身体不好，为什么还要花钱买保健品给她？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给她脸色看？我不笑或者没有表情的时候，我的脸就是这个样子，难道她今天才发现？还是她希望我是一个小丑？无时无刻必须跟她笑？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缺少关心？不是有问她有什么事吗？过得怎样？难不成，我还要逐天逐个问？她有事情想要说的，难道就一定要我问了才能说啊？我在听啊，可是有的抱怨，我真的没有办法帮她解决的，只能听她说，叫她看开一点或者给点意见而已。难道她说不喜欢谁谁谁，我就要把那个谁谁谁砍死啊？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什么叫体谅？你说那些事情和人把她弄得很辛苦，我又不谅解她。 那些事情和人，一直都存在，也不是什么第一天发生的事情，她也没有办法好好地去解决，也没有办法解决了，那也只能这样啊。 我也不是神仙，除了听了一百遍，又再一百遍。。。难道我也需要每天在她的耳边一直念，不能毕业，怎么办？怎么办？怎么办？那种烦，很令人讨厌。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我跟她的沟通的桥梁一直在沦陷，我也不再喜欢争吵，可是觉得少了争吵，沟通却又不再是那么的良好，至少在吵架时会把那种真正想说的呐喊出来。以前那些：“你根本都不了解我，那你凭什么讲我”的重话，虽然感觉上好像很伤人，我却觉得有一定的程度会让对方反思，也会让自己后悔。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是我却不再想要吵，她爱怎样说，怎样去想是她的事。。。 是我的思想独立？仰或沟通真的出了问题？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这样下去，我以后要怎么照顾她？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近都在幻想，以后有能力了，买了间屋子，装潢成我最喜欢的家。下班回家后，舒舒服服听音乐，在天台看书，自己下厨，偶尔出门狂欢，邀约朋友回家开派队, 到处背包旅行, 有时就和朋友出海,结伴旅行, 跟朋友嘻嘻哈哈的，自己过着我想要的生活，没有家庭压力，没有生活的负担，自己也只为自己的快乐活着。。。我很喜欢Anthony Tan生活的那种自由的追逐或许会孤单，但应该不会寂寞, 我总觉得一个人最自在。 在facebook玩了一个心理测验 ，我是个适合独居的人，思想不喜欢被束缚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我的家&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjdN6MtgRqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MMaJE5bw0uE/s1600-h/dream+inti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjdN6MtgRqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MMaJE5bw0uE/s320/dream+inti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347828744765589154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjdN6P94PNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/spU7FOpbxAA/s1600-h/dream+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjdN6P94PNI/AAAAAAAAAWY/spU7FOpbxAA/s320/dream+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347828745639574738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以后的我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjdOw-6kimI/AAAAAAAAAWg/A4AMvD8tovA/s1600-h/dream+holi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjdOw-6kimI/AAAAAAAAAWg/A4AMvD8tovA/s320/dream+holi.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347829685955103330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjdOxOfbDjI/AAAAAAAAAWo/GTzTKOFIZKU/s1600-h/dream+hory.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjdOxOfbDjI/AAAAAAAAAWo/GTzTKOFIZKU/s320/dream+hory.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347829690136202802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;很自私的我，没有把她纳入的生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-2686090632720770947?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/2686090632720770947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=2686090632720770947' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2686090632720770947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/2686090632720770947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/06/care-at-balance-point-is-essential.html' title='A Care At A Balance Point Is Essential'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjdN6MtgRqI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MMaJE5bw0uE/s72-c/dream+inti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3067192329443106557</id><published>2009-06-16T01:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:53:54.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Domestic Abuse Are Bad</title><content type='html'>I always get very upset whenever I know there are domestic abuse cases, those who conduct the crime should send to hell and burn for eternally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why? Why does it happen to a kind hearted person like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the prove! This is the evidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjaJsFeuxtI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4doA79md9L4/s1600-h/Bully.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjaJsFeuxtI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4doA79md9L4/s320/Bully.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347612998027364050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Help me out! I'm suffering the pain of domestic abuse... I'm the victim.&lt;br /&gt;Do not turn away from me, some one call 999 please, help me out from this violent that no one should be suffering in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my left hand is accidentally abused by my right thumb 4 times in 3 days ... sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3067192329443106557?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3067192329443106557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3067192329443106557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3067192329443106557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3067192329443106557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/06/domestic-abuse-are-bad.html' title='Domestic Abuse Are Bad'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SjaJsFeuxtI/AAAAAAAAAV4/4doA79md9L4/s72-c/Bully.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-3393849959553561461</id><published>2009-06-15T13:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:12:40.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice</title><content type='html'>There are something that I should had long posted up here about the Orientation Week that I involved again this year. I used nearly a month to get it done, blame my laziness, blame my DNA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link :&lt;a href="http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-much-it-is-when-we-tagged-it.html"&gt;http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-much-it-is-when-we-tagged-it.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a damn long post with grandmama and grandpapa stories... Don't bother to click if you scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell, I am going to add up a few pic here and a video :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs087.snc1/4618_94664727856_636237856_1789087_8341127_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 281px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs087.snc1/4618_94664727856_636237856_1789087_8341127_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not bother to spot where am I, Just LOVING it too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs107.snc1/4618_94628112856_636237856_1788723_4896828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 555px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs107.snc1/4618_94628112856_636237856_1788723_4896828_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rape Case: Mangsa: Hory, Pemangsa: Wuang Ching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4491/150/1/557237439/n557237439_1816606_336879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 275px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v4491/150/1/557237439/n557237439_1816606_336879.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 dead Course Marshall in Foyer showing their sleep style to freshman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs090.snc1/4642_91869541930_661126930_2396919_1953675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 409px; height: 306px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs090.snc1/4642_91869541930_661126930_2396919_1953675_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Cute Committees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs107.snc1/4618_95455322856_636237856_1804764_5271028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 309px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs107.snc1/4618_95455322856_636237856_1804764_5271028_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOT  Student Leaders'  Steamboat Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d554d4a8cbdac2f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d554d4a8cbdac2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329958490%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DA34746FFE284F7C5B4411DF0B82DC6FA8D5927.374A23E0B6FCBA408688BE3654E32B72B46CA126%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d554d4a8cbdac2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DInAjAhP1JXQNHCfhkvjudBnRDd8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2d554d4a8cbdac2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329958490%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DA34746FFE284F7C5B4411DF0B82DC6FA8D5927.374A23E0B6FCBA408688BE3654E32B72B46CA126%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2d554d4a8cbdac2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DInAjAhP1JXQNHCfhkvjudBnRDd8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuang Ching got SMACKED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-3393849959553561461?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d554d4a8cbdac2f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/3393849959553561461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=3393849959553561461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3393849959553561461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/3393849959553561461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/06/notice.html' title='Notice'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-6830368009856454449</id><published>2009-06-05T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:12:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/06/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Happy Day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite sometime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Chill,  We Chat, We Laugh, We Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guy, all of you brought in a shine of rainbow for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SigN_HW5XKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5qJCAkOP1Wk/s1600-h/DSC04828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SigN_HW5XKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5qJCAkOP1Wk/s320/DSC04828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343536335833095330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;w&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-6830368009856454449?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/6830368009856454449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=6830368009856454449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6830368009856454449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/6830368009856454449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/06/040609.html' title='04/06/09'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/SigN_HW5XKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5qJCAkOP1Wk/s72-c/DSC04828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1771592123561072167</id><published>2009-06-03T23:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:58:38.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>中途</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;六月&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;这座城市是忧郁的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;就如我也是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;来到这年头的中途了&lt;br /&gt;坦白说&lt;br /&gt;我一点也不喜欢这一年&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一月，让我遇见爱情，看见彩虹的美好&lt;br /&gt;让我体会激情，快乐，欢愉&lt;br /&gt;那种分享的果实&lt;br /&gt;让我&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;误会了爱情是神圣的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二月，让我遇见了爱情，&lt;br /&gt;爱情的堡垒，一夜崩塌&lt;br /&gt;你们说，短暂的烟火&lt;br /&gt;到底值不值得纪念？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;原来爱情啊，只不过是好玩的游戏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三月，&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;看见镜子里的我，原来不是我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很反思的一段日子&lt;br /&gt;猛着告诉自己&lt;br /&gt;要快乐，要微笑&lt;br /&gt;其实我猛着忙着骗自己，也只不过是个笨蛋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四月，&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;虚伪的快乐也是一种快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;该庆祝的也庆祝了&lt;br /&gt;狂欢后，也大病了一场&lt;br /&gt;病完了，就去考场冲刺&lt;br /&gt;其实我啊，一点冲劲都没有，可是我真得很努力很努力了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五月，人生原来就是那么的一回事&lt;br /&gt;好多烦恼，好充实，好多选择，好多泪水&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;在我站在分岔路的时候，原来我不能前进&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无奈原来就是那么的一回事&lt;br /&gt;人啊，就是不断地面对，面对失败后，在来的也只不过拾起勇气再面对&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六月了&lt;br /&gt;中途我可以放弃吗？&lt;br /&gt;心很累，都不懂自己要怎么样的？&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢了一个人&lt;br /&gt;可是&lt;br /&gt;无奈了，算了，反正我也不是谁，也不会怎样&lt;br /&gt;把快乐献给不快乐的你&lt;br /&gt;把陪伴送给寂寞得你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;我情愿是个路人，至少我少了一种东西叫做伤害&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我又要往前奔跑了&lt;br /&gt;虽然现在还只滞留在原点&lt;br /&gt;相信我还跑得动&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1771592123561072167?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1771592123561072167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1771592123561072167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1771592123561072167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1771592123561072167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='中途'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-5752557673550281921</id><published>2009-05-31T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:57:27.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Used To Be In Love</title><content type='html'>男孩失恋了，她的小手不再是他牵起的&lt;br /&gt;奈斯失恋了，宝贝不再是他给的小名&lt;br /&gt;她失恋了，她狂哭缺得不到肩膀&lt;br /&gt;他也失恋了，他牵着下一个快乐的旅行&lt;br /&gt;你失恋了，你复元了，开始过着朋友的生活&lt;br /&gt;我也失恋了，我开始慢慢地笑了，开始陪着你们笑着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三个月多了，似乎天气也必须晴朗了吧？&lt;br /&gt;三个多月前，我做了某人的借镜，让她看见了她自己&lt;br /&gt;拍拍肩头上的尘土，其实我还有更多需要我去烦恼的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I told you this ain't true&lt;br /&gt;I used to be in love&lt;br /&gt;In every angle, you have been my angel&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you, so both of us clipped our wings&lt;br /&gt;The bow I used to tied every night&lt;br /&gt;The lips I used taste every kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the curtain has been pulled down&lt;br /&gt;We both revealed the truth of love&lt;br /&gt;Naked but unbearable&lt;br /&gt;You makes sunshine, you makes rainbow&lt;br /&gt;How am I suppose to know&lt;br /&gt;You brought in those&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops and thunder at night&lt;br /&gt;It is loud and pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You faked those clip on your wing&lt;br /&gt;Like you planned to see me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I told you this ain't true&lt;br /&gt;I used to be in love&lt;br /&gt;In every angle, you have been my angel&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you, so both of us clipped our wings&lt;br /&gt;The bow I used to tied every night&lt;br /&gt;The lips I used taste every kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think I cling to the used to be&lt;br /&gt;They left me so deep in the dark&lt;br /&gt;But hell cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a angel without wings&lt;br /&gt;I torched up the every single little happiness I have with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I should not care a cent&lt;br /&gt;Who are you? What did you want me to be?&lt;br /&gt;So what's your evil attitude when you got me spending my time pleasing you?&lt;br /&gt;Baby here I draw a line, I think I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友，我快乐了。&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你，you should know I'm responding to you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-5752557673550281921?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/5752557673550281921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=5752557673550281921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5752557673550281921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/5752557673550281921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/05/used-to-be-in-love.html' title='Used To Be In Love'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4512166041143465149.post-1170933405610483600</id><published>2009-05-25T00:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T02:23:45.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much It Is When We Tagged It Priceless</title><content type='html'>It is the third time I involved in Orientation Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the 1st time, I joined the week as a fresh man, enjoyed the games and everything prepared by the college. It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the 2nd time, I joined the week as a committee, I used to design the booklet for freshman, I fight with the officer, and much lousy but daring stuff I protested. I do remember I am a judge of variety show semi-final in DK B, and I used to stamps the freshman and student leaders during the Telematch, and I got my self a face full of stamping. I used to deal with many during the Orientation week, Club House for the stamping, Clubs and Societies for their advertisement and introduction. It was fun yet it was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd time.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to just have fun or loiter around to see how the juniors perform their MAGIC, and later on they said they got not enough people for helpers. Well, I can be a helper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing them sweep and swap the post every week, giving comments and ideas, trying to help them to sort out everything. Seeing them filling this hole and having another one empty, it was so hilarious, I know I shouldn't makes fun of it. Ends up, I heard that Eason is not coming back and they lack of one Course Marshall, and my itchy mouth came out with something that pulled myself into deep black hole, Quoted "Maybe I might be able to help if only you people can't find anyone"  and just right after that line, Laze told me that he need no to get another person anymore, I'm in deep shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Urgh~ Never mind... I suck up with it... As I remembered both legends seems so free and enjoyable during last Orientation Week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang!!! I was wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Student Leader Training Camp Day 1..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yawn~ accompanied Fish whole damn night to complete her booklet, and disturbing her with those from 20 until pregnancy until mother until grandmother questions to make her frustrated with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with those Student Leaders wanna-be, is definitely fun. I don't show excitement on my face as I am so tired playing with Fish the night before...  Just Blame her for whatever!  Seeing them running around the college, have the short-of-oxygen faces, makes me giggles inside. Ice breaking was spectacular, and a guy leave a damn craving deep impression to me, King, when he use his ass to write. I was on the way to laugh my jaw away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we seperate them into groups, easier to lead and make it more real like an orientation. I still remember the groups name, Doraemon, The One, Fire Wolf, Wanted, Chili Sauce, Conquer, Cheese, Lucky-7. Each of the team are required to think of a slogan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes the time I need to bring half of them to campus tour, walking around the college, try to explain each and every buildings' name and functions. It is tiring though and I remembered I gave out  a wrong info, it was the time of Study Room. After marching around the college compound, we back for the chicken rice lunch, erk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then goes the introduction of committees, speech by Ms. Ng and Xian Lynn and let those Student Leaders wanna-be to discuss about their variety show. There goes the Situation Challenging designed by me to torture them. It is just some simple situation that those Student Leaders will encounter with during the Orientation Week, with the great acting of Wuang Ching, It is definitely a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Student Leader Training Camp Day 2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't reconize any faces and remember any name, only a few having a slight image in my brain. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a raining day, Sports was reschedualed to the third day. Packing of Orientation Kits have to moved up and they, Student Leaders have to pack it. I laughed wickedly deep inside, dare not laugh out loud, scared being whack. Seeing them packing so hard, so fast and with passion, it definately a feeling of joy~ Yeah, I don't have to do it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to place those stocks accordingly to four respective registra places, DK A , DK B, LB1 , LB3. Funny things happen when this bunch of passionate guys starting to run with those orientation kits boxes to LB1 while I only assigned 7 of the boxes must be in there, but I saw 11 running boxes... Scary!!! They really Lan-Li!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ma grouping, slogan time... Cheers arghh!! Cheers argghhh!!!  Then eat chicken rice... wakakaka~ Then they starts for their Station Game, the mini Telematch for them, but hack! They complained that is too easy and lame... bunch of ego people! and they want something challenging for the upcoming Treasure Hunt! They got Yang Chuan nerves! hahaha... We ronda around the college, thinking of wicked ideas to torture them, and god! there are so many things that I first saw in College! Damn for the two years! After setting those drafts and places.. We head back.. there's the end of second day! Tiring like hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Student Leader Training Camp Day 3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted half of the night having fun on planning Campus Tour and drawing those hints for the Treasure Hunt, we are so wicked in doing so, we laugh, we imagine their faces when searching for the clues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't involve much in sports, as I know they are just playing with Basket Bola, and Tugs of War. Instead of eating those Ultra Ungu, I go around with Yang Chuan to perform wicked treat. Hiding those clues on here and there is fun especially we when think that those Student Leader's faces when they seeking for those papers... It was so funny when we try to place the 12/6 o'clock clue, Yang Chuan and me was attack by mosquitoSSSSSS~~~ WE RUN FOR OUR LIFE!!! THERE GOT ZILLIONS OF IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fried rice lunch... yeah... compared to Chicken Rice, It is so damn delicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There we go for it! TREASURE HUNT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm one of the clue , 1cm... hahahaha... Doraemon scratch their head for seeking me, they don't know what is 1cm! Actually the 1cm represent 2 things, 1st: I am 1cm near them, which I'm so near that they can't even notice. 2nd: 1 Course Marshall = 1cm~ Great Thanks to them that molested me just for the clue at foyer. If my future partner found out, how am I suppose to live my life with such a shame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell, We won the game! Thanks to the devilish Laze who keep the clue deep inside the dirty broom. No Student Leaders Wanna-be found it, we all are so glad and happy about it, and they say today are challenging and fun! Fu Fit neh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the Treasure Hunt, we gave some motivation to them and shuffle them then split them half and equal and we formed the Orientation Week 2009/2010 team, SBS VS SOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well, I'm a Course Marshall of SOT, so we take the movie names as out theme mean while SBS got the famous cities name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coming Soon&lt;br /&gt;Matrix&lt;br /&gt;Resident Evil&lt;br /&gt;Blade&lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;br /&gt;Yes Man&lt;br /&gt;IP Man&lt;br /&gt;Ong Bak&lt;br /&gt;Power Kids&lt;br /&gt;House&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;The Ring&lt;br /&gt;Uninvited&lt;br /&gt;Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;Knowing&lt;br /&gt;Mamma Mia&lt;br /&gt;The Mummy&lt;br /&gt;Ice Age&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;Titanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every Student Leaders Wanna-be has now promoted to the Official Student Leaders of Orientation Week 2009/10 :) Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short meeting with them, decided Me, Hory Hor will be worrying about their flag material as well as SBS. Whoopssss~ Wuang Ching was hijacked by her sis back to hometown, and the brave on set to came back once she reach hometown! Bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Student Leaders Training Camp, I have no time to take rest but have to bath and go for cloth seeking, as well as the paint, makes me think of last year Orientation Nite sickness! Gosh! irritating! But hells, all the shop are closed at 9pm, can u imagine how lazy Penang people are when you needed them? sigh... I got no choice but to go Church Street Bar, to have snow beer , chills awhile with Tor right before we went to get Wuang Ching at Jetty and went back to Tanjung Bungah and sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Sunday, 170509&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day before Orientation, as usual custom Student Leaders only get to design the flag and name tags for their freshmen. After rushing here and there with Wuang Ching and Tor to get the cloth and others equipments, it has already 1pm in the afternoon when we get back to TARC area. It has totally changed my plan which is starting at 9am, finish the work at 6pm. Haiz, nevermind... Life is meant to be hard. After getting all of the things done, have a few words to them and distributing some work and I must go home to change all the cloths and pants. If I don't do so, I will be running naked consequently on the five days of Orientation. I had to do some shopping for them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite rush for me, even though I just wanna chill awhile at home. What I did at home was, dump all the dirty shirts and underwear to do laundry, at the same time I eat and online. Worst is I had to speed dry all my underwear with hairdryer if not I will have to run around the college with the clock tick-tocking~ whee~ which I definitely don't wish to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I leave them, It was about 5pm. The moment I saw them again it is about 9pm. Well then , I got to go on with those flags that they just wanted to start with. Painting and drawing with bunch of great people are damn fun tho it is damn fucking tiring. By just doing those things, we getting closer to each others, we seems like preparing for a great fight tomorrow morning, and the best part is we are all so excited over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 6 in the morning that we finally done everything, and orientation starts at 7am.. wohooo.. Am so excited yet so dead... go back changed to black formal, and heading to college again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Orientation Week, 180509&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! It is the 1st day of Orientation Week. I dragged myself to college, waiting for Student Leaders to gather at Foyer and have a final rundown of today activities, I try to give some motivation, but I gotta admit my motivation skills sucks! It sucks big time! After that, we lead some of them to duty before they get to meet the freshman. I was in charge of  LB1 for Collection of Kits, and I gathered them both LB1 and LB3, gave some briefing about how to distribute, and wait for our Chairperson to pass me those freshman list so that we can take attendance. It has been a long time waiting... I strongly complaint about the name tag we have this year, handwritten. It is so joking funny! After seeing those cute freshman taking their kits, guiding them to toilet ask them to change to the so called uniform and gather in CA for Mass Call. It is confusing when those officers having problems with each others, they tend to direct us in their own way, and ends up miss-communication  happens. Don't show us the face when we did something wrong because of the direction you all gave is unclear and misleading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the CA door is still tightly closed at 8.30am, wow... 1st in the history. They having rehearsal in there. Wow, Miss Lee got guts to leave those freshman under the hot sun while she having her own sweet grumpy show in CA. Nice and smooth. Dear Miss Lee, please do not act professional while you are not so professional in it, you disgusted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not enter the hall for the bloody Mass Call as it would be so boring. I ends up checking stocks of the kits and gather the Student Leaders for the grouping sessions. Which happens to the freshman are divided into groups according to the number that we stick on their hand. SBS headed for Campus Tour direct from CA, which SOT get to have lunch first then only Campus Tour, which I can say it is a mess. I got to rush door by door to ask whether they had took their lunch boxes? Had they prepared to go for Campus Tour? How was the Ice-breaking going on? and those time guide for Campus Tour just ran messy, and we just got to suck up with it. Ends up some of the group didn't get to tour the whole college, some of them didn't get to have pleasure lunch. I was trying to heat up the Ice Breaking session from class to class, I do skipped some. It was fun! I can play with them whatever I wish to~ wheeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushing and running in a building ain't fun at all, I'm all sweaty. Half way of the Campus Tour, which the time for Workshop: Intro to Tertiary Education, I got to run real fast to stop those half way touring groups and ask them to go for the talk! Boring boring boring talk! yet it is a compulsory. Plus this year Office Politic leads the CCB attendance taking and makes us got to be there 15 minutes earlier to have those freshman bloody name ticked. I wish I could blink, or teleport in college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon finishing the talk, they get to have sometime back in class for packing and preparation for Variety Show Preliminary Round. Then they leave to Foyer and Cheers Cheers Cheers ~~~ then go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I forget to set the dress code for SOT in second day~ they can be colourful~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like a dead fish after the 1st day, I can't really feel my legs and I am so sleepy...  Back to Tor's hostel, bath then nap like a pig... by 11pm.. wheee.. head to our base which is Eng Lim (Coming Soon) hostel to discuss how to nail down SBS by tomorrow. Talk and discuss until 2 something then we dismiss, back hostel.. pengsan~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Orientation Week, 190509&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is day number 2, wake up at 7a.m with a dead fish look. Flushed myself with cold water, which is damn refreshing!! Geared up with the SWC T-shirt this year.. erm.. no comment~ running to college with my Kenari Babe~ The 1st thing 1st I stepped in to college was, I need to go class by class, staircase by staircase! OH GOSH!! I need to check them out~ sigh~ 8.15a.m, blowing the bloody squeaky whistle, rushing them to foyer prepare for the Fresh &amp;amp; Fit, exercise ah~ pity~ after the nice dance from Danzity, we dismiss the freshman, ask them to go for their Course Briefing on their own as they already know the location, Whee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so free from 9.45a.m until 11.30a.m but hells, we got to have meetings with Student Leaders, there is no such things called as break time, relax time in Orientation Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to squeeze the time for preparation of Variety Show and Lunch and make it for us to meet all the freshman in person, asking them to cheer louder~ Cheer Louder~ CHEER LOUDER~ then ? go Foyer lo... go Foyer for what leh? Cheer ah~ Cheer ah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then go for Telematch with the RED &amp;amp; GREEN stripes on FACE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While those Student Leaders bringing their chicks around playing Telematch, I got to go ronda around the college and to make sure that things go accordingly, eleh~ since when it will go accordingly? Just make sure it is still fine will do. Walk and walk and walk, I felt so pity to myself, is like I got to patrolize the college for 100 times. But but but... I had great fun at the Flour Ping Pong Blowing Counter~ I play with the Knowing and Coming Soon~ Both teams done their best and won it with my hardwork of cheering for them~~ So touch when the Knowing says :" Love You Too, Hory~" awww.. how sweet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After loiter around the college with my legs barely feeling the ground, it is time to gather the freshman in the Foyer and do what next? Cheer ah Cheer ah Cheer ah~~ so happy that today we nailed down SBS by an inch. A few words of mine to the freshman for tomorrow Treasure Hunt and Blue and Red dress code. Ciaoz~ See you people tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hostel then Bath then accidentally nap till like pig! I mean accidentally!!! then go around the college area, house by house, team by team to give them support on their preparation for the Preliminaray Variety Show, I don't futher comment on how they perform... I stayed quite long at Knowing Team... *blush* I try to teach them how to dance sexy... haha.. I got to admit that i dance far more sexy than the lady that supposingly to dance in the show~ I'm so bad that I laughed at her movement and called her 'Wiper'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 11.30p.m&gt; move the base... meeting ar meeting~ so sleepy yet still need to meeting~ meet until 2 something, then go back hostel and have a light shower, drop on sofa, dang! fainted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Orientation Week, 200509&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day liao 3rd day liao~ Whole body sakit due to the sofa... i place the six pieces into 1 and make it my bed, while I asleep... they slipped away one by one... ends up only one is supporting me on my back.. others 5 are surrounding me... what a cold cold night~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Reach college, then? Ronda bilik lo... haiz... then when it is time for Variety Show, whistle again lo~ Rush them to their own venue, rush myself to set up the venue, prepare seats for the judges, pity pity ~ I wish I could split like an amoeba... I'm the marks calculator, sigh... the judges of  LB1 is Miss Alicia,  one of my favourite lecturer, Mr.Moo See Fouw and besties Cindy... Overall performance was not that bad, especially credit to Titanic, Knowing, Harry Potter and others. Mr. Moo was in love with Miss Womenizer. Grace o Grace~ Lanli~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lunch time le....eat ah eat ah~ They eat ah~ I ronda class a~ then by 12.45p.m~ whistle~ piiiii~~~ all gather at Foyer, Cheer ah ~ Cheer ah~ then go in CA for Briefing by Administrative Staff, and while the briefing is going on, we do what? we meeting outside CA lo...whatelse? After some words of mine, lame motivation and rules of Treasure Hunt, then I leave the meeting to the Commander to continue with it lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the Briefing, It is Treasure Hunt Time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I joined a team name 100plus, group member are : Wen Khang, Laze, Cindy, See Fouw, Wuang Ching, Tortoise, Yang Chuan and ME!!! all of us carry a 100plus with us while we have all 4 King Flag with us while we ronda the college~ So Fun So Fun~~ after a few rounds walking in college which is killing for 4 of the Course Marshall... We decided to park at Foyer, and the best part is 4 of us all fall asleep at Foyer's table and chairs together... hundred of freshman witness the style of their beloved Course Marshall~~ haha.. no shame no shame~ The moment I open my eyes... I was like.. wah ... so many people looking at us.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they gathered Foyer after the Treasure Hunt, then ma Cheers ah Cheers ah Cheers ah~ Tomorrow every SOT fresh man will be wearing White~ wheee.. it is sport day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We SWC, Student Leaders and Helpers will have the 1st review meeting in DKC... shouldn't it be carry out everyday? hahaha... solve this solve that... explain this, complain that... question this and confess feelings~ then go home~ tonight meeting at 10.30p.m again ah~~~ it is killing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath &gt; Nap &gt; Ronda House &gt;Rush to meeting~ wheee~ some of them started to plan their finale show... Meeting time~ everything seems ok ok lo... slogan slogan again... tonight seems abit different as I had some different mind with Tor and leads to some beh syoik... I moved down to Wuang Ching house to sleep on BED~ wheee.. Tomorrow will be just another tiring day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Orientation Week, 210509&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wake up.. well it is abit late yet it is quite tiring... it is day 4 of the Orientation. Went up to bath and change at Tor place and go college, ronda class T.T...at 8.30a.m gathered all the Freshman at Foyer~ early early Cheer ah ~ Cheer ah~ Cheer ah~~ then? Go Sports Competition lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Sports Competition, we Course Marshall are going to in charge of the stamping on booklet... hehe... last year was my duty... I get to eat fried beehon in canteen... haha so hungry de...  Half way, we were shocked by the way they disqualify, so we decided to stand up. Trying to fix the problem with our loud loud voice... Running around to call up those team that suppose to be on spot for games, it should be understandable as they are short of freshman to be on spot waiting, they need to make it more flexible. sigh~   after running here and there shouting for teams... yeah~ I got squeaky voice~ upon the sport is going to end, freshman can back to class and have their lunch and rest and prepare to Variety Show Finale as well as some briefing on cheers~~ we are so damn busy~ again, I wish I was an amoeba, split in to several Hories~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After done their lunch and done the briefing, then they gathered in foyer again for? Cheer ah ~ Cheer ah~ mad de...then? line up... go in to CA and have the Introduction To Society, which is also my previous year job... whee... after placing them into CA.. Student Leaders have a short meeting out there then back inside and relax with the air condition provided by college which is so damn cold. Most of us take nap, take pictures inside... hahaha... and there go a sms strike and I had a conflict with Tor... sigh~ with some chat with Cindy and others.. things got fixed, luckily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the boring errmm.. not so interesting show of society of TARC... we called end of they day, and of course with the loud loud loud mad mad mad cheers~~~~ then go home~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we have SOT meeting outside then go on to DKC for review meeting then hostel, bath then direct to ronda house to help out on finale Variety Show le... It is tiring to practice together with them yet it is so touching seeing them acting so hard to win... I respect you people~ Ice Age group seems to have a marvelous idea~ it is about ghost and love story but after I scaring them abit, they changed it to monster story... but is for their good, due to my experiences on last year Orientation Nite. Titanic was too early to finish their practice, Harry Potter need no to worry about them, Matrix as well, Power Kids got Kent to take care off, I am not so good to place my hand in it, so I go for Knowing to dance with them once again ~Wheee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we go for meeting and discuss about the formation of cheering and prepare for props for Finale Variety Show... I go collect the empty boxes from several shops and tell lies to cheat those unused boxes.. haha together with Eilynn. We gag all along the way.. which is quite fun... I helped some and sneak into my car and take nap for 15 minutes... after all, we fight till 4 in the morning upon finishing those props for Variety Show... dang I'm so dead~ It was a more fun night compared to the flaggies night maybe we had been closer now and have more to talk about and fun for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon dragged my exhausted body reach hostel, I bath in sleeping mode then take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Orientation Week, 210509&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the last day of the week, I got a feeling of relief. I put on the blue formal of Tortoise pretend that it is black, and best part is... We both overslept on the last day of the Orientation Week, thinking back the panic us waking up from dreamland face are funny, funny and funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promised to be in college at 7.30a.m to help out the last rehearsal of them but hell, we wake up on 7.45a.m and when we reach college with sleepy face is already 8.30a.m...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After those rondaan without miss, then SBS had to go for On-line Resources briefing while SOT have to be practicing their finale show, but those who are not involved are leaded to canteen for board gaming and chit-chat photographing... within half an hour, SOT turn to go briefing and SBS give me big aeroplane in canteen and left those board games in canteen, I went insane for a second when I found out that, sorry to Yang Chuan that I sounds irri on the phone~ haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the briefing, they head back to classroom for lunch and some grabbing the last minutes for practice purpose. I walk around collecting extras lunch boxes and see see look look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 12noon, the hen got to chase those chicks into CA for the finale show~ whee.. so excited about it. After settling them, and knowing the judge would be Miss Ng, Mr. Chee Moh Herng and 2 remain unknown ladies in college, then I set off to running around and enjoying myself in CA , after all the last day would be the less pressure day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had some purple cloth tied up on Student Leaders' head and pink cloth for me and Tor resembling the SOT. I laughed at those Student Leaders that they look like rushing to cook, all make up like housewives and househubbies. We took photos, we gag... I nearly fall asleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After show, we had those things called as Introduction Of Committees, which is been expecting and I get so excited about it.... but this year really let me down lo... compared to last year, where we have thunders clapping, hot music, cheering, vibrate,style and wind when we walk all the way to stage one by one... this year, we hardly hear some claps... sigh.. so tak supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before proceed to the result announcing round, we need to have our finale SOT vs SBS battle of Cheers and Slogan~~~ Cheers ah ~ Cheers AH~ CHEERS AH~~~~~ I stand on the chair, waving our beloved king flag~ HIGH SPIRIT, LOUD SPEAKER VOICE.... WE CCCCCHHHHHEEEEERRRRRSSSSSSS~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOT won the BEST STUDENT LEADER : ALAN OH&lt;br /&gt;SOT won the BEST TEAM : CP's HARRY POTTER&lt;br /&gt;SOT won don't know what sports ad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SBS won the overall champion ... sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After all, the things we won with every of us, is the friends that is now sitting beside you, and we are all as one, as are the TARCIAN ",quoted LAZE AND SEE FOUW~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending back the freshman, Student Leaders and Commeettess are kind of released from the heavy heavy stress... and all of us start those extreme act like VIBRATE!!!! THROW INTO THE POND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got wet and bruise after they dipped me into the water... sigh kids now a days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I would like to end the Orientation Week Post at here, it has been the 3rd times I got myself into this game, yet it still keep bringing me suprise and memories that I couldn't find somewhere else, I believe when I read back this in the future I would have the big smile on my face remembering each and every of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Like the title itself: how much it is when we tagged it as PRICELESS? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I heart everyone, everymoment, every single little encounter and experience I have in Orientation Week 2009/10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4512166041143465149-1170933405610483600?l=myhoryme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/feeds/1170933405610483600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4512166041143465149&amp;postID=1170933405610483600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1170933405610483600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4512166041143465149/posts/default/1170933405610483600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myhoryme.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-much-it-is-when-we-tagged-it.html' title='How Much It Is When We Tagged It Priceless'/><author><name>Hory</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWqZwmHmDYY/TISd56uC6KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/3DI9HuU1obM/S220/Hory+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
