<?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-1149884072337900917</id><updated>2011-12-17T08:03:24.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strumming her Chords</title><subtitle type='html'>Wild Chords created by a Mediocre pianist.  
She will strum it all in her life.

                                    mediocre pianist</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-1568127645794606717</id><published>2011-12-17T07:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:03:24.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will the people who look and think like you ?</title><content type='html'>Wide research in human minds that can't read. Unless you are Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different mind, different thinking, different opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflict ? Disagreement ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just now happend between 2 person instead sometimes 1 can play many roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be transformed from argument to sharing that brought winning for all. Not just "all", but "ALL" external parties who might do not involve in the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point, sometimes it works to be shared, and sometimes it came out a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you agree on the above. Yes or no &amp;gt; with this , **haha, another argument or sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a wonder cycle in our human mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens even though in our dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not only the others will not think like what you think, but ourself will lack on trust on ourself to not believe that I should think.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not qualified to judge that everyone has same mind nor different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-1568127645794606717?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/1568127645794606717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2011/12/will-people-who-look-and-think-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/1568127645794606717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/1568127645794606717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2011/12/will-people-who-look-and-think-like-you.html' title='Will the people who look and think like you ?'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-155435935631586244</id><published>2011-12-12T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T13:57:08.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unsubsribe title- bullshit lar..</title><content type='html'>Couple of months since I was always wondering the hope on my hand could be troubled but somehow still a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tranquil&lt;/span&gt; mode without any plot in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Career&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning of thought, I was so different than working in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internationlised&lt;/span&gt; vs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;traditionalised&lt;/span&gt; (maybe Malaysian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alised&lt;/span&gt;) environment. Cultures still persist but different way on playing with it. Similar, Yell-out in the beginning, Suit-it after. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sienzz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am still carrying the hope to junk out some money on my further education and have a peaceful life which ready-to-retire while teaching in some sort of school with satisfied paid.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, AND I am still have to live without work !!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Moneytize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always do not disclose the actual amount of income of yours to anyone especially YOUR FAMILY. Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; I am practising this way, My mom always thought I got an income paid 20k bucks per month and she does expect me to burden the entire family expenses including my brother bull-shit PS3. I AM STILL USING a Z520 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sony&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ericssion&lt;/span&gt; and it's accompanied me more than 6 years, and a Pentium &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;AMD&lt;/span&gt; already more than 7 years and it still allowed me to type. Clearly, a very poor financial management though where I NEED to away from that team. Got a safe little savings might save my life. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Muahaha&lt;/span&gt;.. maybe could be rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Partner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To well describe it, I think it's partner instead of lover at my stage. Admit, me always be cruel on this. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Overwhelming&lt;/span&gt; power.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say as I don't feel it happened currently. Where simply me still secretly pin on any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;. that I need. Spending the rest of the life with such partner with no less than trust and reliable. Think twice or more than that to choose the right one without disclosing your income to him. Rather to stay single if such-man extinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lifestyle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to sleep and eat certainly, and crap it with couple of dramas and seasoning comedies. DO-NOT-GO-SHOPPING-TO-SPEND money is the most important lifestyle which I am forced to practise now. Planning to travel also important in my life, wish that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; day will come on me. *Lucky sign in my purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is aching massage as due. Very uncomfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-155435935631586244?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/155435935631586244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2011/12/unsubsribe-title-bullshit-lar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/155435935631586244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/155435935631586244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2011/12/unsubsribe-title-bullshit-lar.html' title='unsubsribe title- bullshit lar..'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-7583979431820174648</id><published>2010-03-26T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T22:46:48.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The- Always Most Two Admirable ladies in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;while is waiting my hair to dried out and waiting the call of sleep. as a preparation of going on saturday working day which everyones is returning to their home town for ching ming in merry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wondered that I always wanted to blog out the two most admirable person- superb women- in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not my mom or my closest one. Neither friends nor someone who knows me.. I think everyone might/shall/ will/ must pay some respect for these two international/publicity awared human being in this century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, Vanessa Mae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is the admirable one. Knowing that she is the youngest soloist/violinist ever, the most admired is she is an Asian. Remember that old-ones told me that everything I shall learn from her. But not the way and skill that she able to play music, her wisdom and passion to over all obstacles she faced. Questions rose, how do I know that she faced frustration in her times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She the only one asian that bring publicity awareness from all over the world, where the western thought an asian has infringed on their cultural territories. &lt;em&gt;(* but there is an increase of cross cultures these days compares to past&lt;/em&gt;) the story then tell me, passion can overcome everything that you hated to, frustrated to and telling yourself &gt; I can and must do it become the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;em&gt;eventhough your passion is picking rubbish on the road, it sure one day will influence the whole society and bring passion on the recycling knowledge&lt;/em&gt;. oh so wtf~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/S6zFCGrS8UI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/qLYaChYJxlY/s1600/vanessa_mae2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452949888781447490" style="WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/S6zFCGrS8UI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/qLYaChYJxlY/s400/vanessa_mae2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;secondly, is Michelle Kwan. the skater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she obviously teaches that that every fall lead to a growth. The moves might cause fatal, but you may get prepare dying on every steps you take one. It is not a matter tat you fall, but there is a problem that you do know how to get back and continue your routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;skater knows, that stupid fall on ice will make you numb if you do not have skill to stand up and skate. why not just trust your blade shoes which is the only closest to lead you back on the wit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Old ones told me everytime he watches espn's ice game. He then pointed to Kwan, and he says that he sees she grows up since the age of 5 (that time she appeared on the lousy tv at house).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she skates so smooth that NO ONE GWAI LOU can compete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me most admire her, will be the passion that she has on the skate. Other than that, she seems got no interests. Her parents worked 2 jobs a day to effort the coach's fees. Come on, whol else's parents will do such. if my parents, they will force me to beg on the road and shout : "If you fucking so wanted to skate, go get your own cash and pay all then. !!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;her country does not treat her even that time. but she made it. every at that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she is now 29. she still skate, in professional, but not only that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is still the one who makes me and the old one to stare at the TV eventhough the house is on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/S6zIrDCXNeI/AAAAAAAAFwY/U5W1FqEerEw/s1600/michelle_kwan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452953890713974242" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/S6zIrDCXNeI/AAAAAAAAFwY/U5W1FqEerEw/s400/michelle_kwan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-7583979431820174648?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/7583979431820174648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/03/always-most-two-admirable-ladies-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/7583979431820174648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/7583979431820174648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/03/always-most-two-admirable-ladies-in-my.html' title='The- Always Most Two Admirable ladies in my life'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/S6zFCGrS8UI/AAAAAAAAFwQ/qLYaChYJxlY/s72-c/vanessa_mae2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-8932248570429772548</id><published>2010-02-20T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:16:26.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Dissapointed of Sakae Sushi, makes me: No more next time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;remember we colleagues was hanging out at One U's Sakae.. and the envi is totally a failure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look. I used to eat out loud at sakae past time- i mean 2 yrs go like tat lar ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food is worthy and the raw salmon sushi, fried rice sushi and tako yaki was my favourite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But.. we started to sourced out that we should have to decide a lou sang ceremony before the CNY started. as we missed out the sau kong dinner which actually cost RM100 one of us. Why not we just have some fun with something cheap and we can laugh out loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And discovered that Sakae was having the yee sang dish specialty for CNY. and we decided to take try on it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, so happy that I have decades no visits for Sakae as my family damn hate sushi. (Because they hate japanese). We started to order based on the screen. Found out many of my favourite not in appearance anymore, and we waited for our orders to come was..&gt; SO LONG &lt;em&gt;LOR &lt;/em&gt;~ My neck really grew longer......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/S3-oNN1VAEI/AAAAAAAAFv8/Pc3ZgAZk_iA/s1600-h/ss.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440251819891949634" style="WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/S3-oNN1VAEI/AAAAAAAAFv8/Pc3ZgAZk_iA/s400/ss.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;100% a dissapointment. used to eat at somewhere's Sakae was not like that de lor ~ ~ ~ ~.. * cry~ Service + food + environment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For someone googled it this.. and this is my advise... DO NOT &lt;em&gt;bong chan ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;yee- smells so bad breath after drinking alcohol - feel dizzy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1149884072337900917-8932248570429772548?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/8932248570429772548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-dissapointed-of-sakae-sushi-makes-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/8932248570429772548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/8932248570429772548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-dissapointed-of-sakae-sushi-makes-me.html' title='So Dissapointed of Sakae Sushi, makes me: No more next time!'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/S3-oNN1VAEI/AAAAAAAAFv8/Pc3ZgAZk_iA/s72-c/ss.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-9092637227679014533</id><published>2010-02-14T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:24:05.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Gotta Feeling ~ ~ Woo ~ Woo ~ ~</title><content type='html'>breath in.... breath out.... breath in.... breath out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really beh tahan already lar ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忍不住了！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~    &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~    &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~   &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~    &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~     &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~    &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~   &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~  &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~   &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~  &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~ &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~ &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~ &lt;br /&gt;I LUP U ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你啊！&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！喜欢你啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fooh ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breath in... breath out.. breath in.. breath out.... * &lt;em&gt;exposing my feelings.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gong Xi fa cAi and happy valentines day ^ ^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-9092637227679014533?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/9092637227679014533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-gotta-feeling-woo-woo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/9092637227679014533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/9092637227679014533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-gotta-feeling-woo-woo.html' title='I Gotta Feeling ~ ~ Woo ~ Woo ~ ~'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-6280764199001710227</id><published>2010-02-10T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T08:52:55.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the "LAZY MOTHER FUCKER"</title><content type='html'>5 more minutes to my working hours. wtf wtf wtf!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't sleep whole because of my stupid mother fucker.. stupid mother ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told my dad: no more RM300 monthly expenses  for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: NO MONEY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. I am not the one who raised any issues and not complaining to do provide any of my salary. wtf, and she became so mad. lucky my brother stand side me and argueing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the first day of working..... nono.... since the day that they knew i got the job. wtf. people going holiday and i started to work. damn fuck. they staring at my banking account and glancing on my salary slip. fuck you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even I am to complaint.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the day of getting the job. I am to pay RM500 stupid expenses of bills, car loan, pay back to my dad. Salary left equal 0. fuck it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid mom starting to ask me provide monthly EPF statement, Banking Statement, Loan statement, salary statement. WTF, she used all my statements to apply wtf. she did not mentioned what she will do on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till yesterday, she wants me to pay my own insurance, and I really thought is the car insurance. she talked to me and say that I owe her RM800 for that car insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not i am the one who pay you monthly deducted from my account RM200 (and I thought after 4 months i can finished pay back for it. wtf, and she told me RM200 is my own insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly say a list that the insurance RM100 pay for LEO PEI PEI and RM100 for LEO VOON HOE. how can she says that RM200 for me? and another one more thing, she says tat my EPF statement is for Direct selling usage. when i follow her friend to get the statement, her fren told me that actually is for re-finance the housing loan!!! wtf wtf wtf!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am not complaining till yesterday i raised the issues out. and she started to yell!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the FUCK! she is the one who bluff me lor!   still mad there... sot people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thought i one month work RM20K ah?&lt;br /&gt;stupid la&lt;br /&gt;they work so many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i only started one year only, what money to save!!! fuck them!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me to bother them... shit thier face!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-6280764199001710227?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/6280764199001710227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-lazy-mother-fucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/6280764199001710227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/6280764199001710227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-lazy-mother-fucker.html' title='what the &quot;LAZY MOTHER FUCKER&quot;'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-4498295873558757730</id><published>2010-02-04T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:02:49.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got 2 days holiday-Conversation of 513 Malaysia Happening</title><content type='html'>yeah yeah, strumming my chords for these 2 days. I got 2 days holiday and i sleep till pass after 12pm. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "Woohoo" a CNY comedy movie series which stars by FM and Astro. Till after 11pm. got my brother into car and prepared to drive home. Four of us inside this situation, inside the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the conversation starts like this. &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Brother:&lt;/span&gt; ah mi, ah pa, actually hor? how 513 incident happen in Malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; All Malaysian having fighting that time lor. U go internet search la, or go see books, books got write mah ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Brother:&lt;/span&gt; My teacher ask us to do project, he says he wants us to find the really "TRUTH" one, cannot copy from books or internet, must interview those people who really experienced it wor ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; all die liao lor ~ " 含家产"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; it happened hor, because of the erection time lor, that time we call DAP as rocket one. That time they won already, then ma go road there celebrate, then others no like what they done, ma use gun shoot them lor.   first first leh ~ those people no matter u malay, chinese or indians, they also kill, but look see look see, really abnormal lor.... they only kill chinese, saw chinese then they kill, then we went into curfew lor... that time i very small (young) only. What to do, at that time MCA oso no power one, eventhough saw chinese dying in the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; No No. Not like one. At that time leh, that erection actually already very obvious that rocket would win for that territory already. Then had one Malay guy/gang, he went back to his kampung at Terengganu and Kelantan, bring all his macai and pay money for them and ask them go to KL area stand by. Once those chinese come out to celebrate leh, then they kill people lor, after that, we went into curfew, all of us also cannot come out.   If you come out, they shoot you, its legal one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; Then that time leh, government or any parties bring another Gang B of macai come to KL and kill those Terengganu and Kelantan Macai lor. then there was those "read-head army" to help to kill all of them lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; where got help help la, they all same same one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; that time we not even allow to see through the windows or doors, if they found you, they will shoot you. Then hor, got break one, after 7pm, they allow you to come out buy things, buy food or anythings, lucky i just stayed beside the grocery. Then one hour go back curfew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Brother:&lt;/span&gt; then how come the incident gradually faded away? What should I write in my project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; Aiya, u have to careful to write things ah. I still remember that time leh, those army will on hand some "手榴弹" then hor, it makes your eye veryy pain one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; that one is "催泪弹"  .. if its a bom, you die liao lor...   many areas in KL also very kelam kebut ler ~ that time remembered was screening 负心的人 at 大华 cinema at Jalan Pudu there. Then when people all finish watch that movie come out from cinema, those macai use shoot gun to shoot everyone till death. Samo had one was a pregnant woman, her intestines oso come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Brother:&lt;/span&gt; then how come this incident not continuesly happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; that time if we continue curfew, all cannot do business, all cannot survive, the economy oso will bad ma. That time government also thought like that lor.... that time is who ah? AH~ tun razak lor.. Najib's father..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; = = long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; then ma we can come out to live already lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Brother&lt;/span&gt;: how can 513 link to priviledge of the Malays after the incident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; that's y lor, after that, Malays have proviledge and we all continue to live lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home.... ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(You may find different version of things saying by different interaction with different backgrounds of people. My mom and dad was jus 5 yr and 15 yr old that time, both of them not meeting each other yet, both of them was argueing the statement that raised out by my Brother till we reached home. Why not don't just look on the books and internet that what people A sayings, but hearing to what people B says as well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-4498295873558757730?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/4498295873558757730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/02/got-2-days-holiday-conversation-of-513.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/4498295873558757730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/4498295873558757730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2010/02/got-2-days-holiday-conversation-of-513.html' title='Got 2 days holiday-Conversation of 513 Malaysia Happening'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-1585269182256759891</id><published>2009-12-27T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:33:09.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas Holidays END and back to month end frustrate closing</title><content type='html'>Miss the Holidays soo much and preview back what I did for the past was eventually 3 holidays got cold and allergic fever. Running nose started since Friday morning after the jog and got nap for more than 4 hours after the shower. And, my Frid ended such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue Saturday morning, after the jog, my nose started to run during taking shower with the pupps. and it got better after the me shower in the hot sun. Housework and nap. And Sat ended such after dinner at Mines area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in Sun's midnite and started to surf web. Can't sleep, too full, burping, not well. Drunk ribenas and fall sleep in the morning and woke up at 10. Missed out the jog, got awaken by the funeral march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a long shower and clean up the living room. Shop at the tiny store with mom under heavy rain. Came back watch TV while nose running unwell. Sundays going to end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow needs to get hectic with all stuff again and feel hateness as suddenly thought of Horrible things when I was arranging to the East. Finger crossing and keep praying, "nothing wish for any in xmas, but do wish me good luck and hope for everyday's happiness more than sadness. Wish me no more stresses but enjoyable challenging working environment. Wish me no more hitz temper but the wit of temporament. If it does exist, do listen and make our dreams come true. Nothing of wealth, but fortunate enough to happily surviving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate closing when every closing comes, hate meetings when every meeting comes. But, you might just find the memorable momentsz to survive till closing and meetings ends. And wish the beggining of the month always longer than the ending one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh ~  3 days of holidays  jus passed by and comes to the ends. I have do nothing but GOAL OF TO DO LIST-S in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy an Iphone (only game and online)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy an lenovo laptop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;upgrade the CPU memory size&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a new digi camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a new W980i S.ericcson phone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy new memory cards and thumbdrive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy new canon printer and eliminate the 5 yr old one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy an er-hu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy an assorted guitar pick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy an assorted metronume&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get someone for piano tuning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy new dresses for the 3 pupps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;total budget. RM4500.00..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great, who wanna sponsor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-1585269182256759891?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/1585269182256759891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas-holidays-end-and-back-to-month-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/1585269182256759891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/1585269182256759891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas-holidays-end-and-back-to-month-end.html' title='Xmas Holidays END and back to month end frustrate closing'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-3371792215498365011</id><published>2009-12-27T04:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T04:29:41.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have Dinner at Palace of the Golden Horse - Kin No Uma Japanese Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/SzZxRC2BzEI/AAAAAAAAFv0/8tNCpY2HmEM/s1600-h/kim_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419643739222166594" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/SzZxRC2BzEI/AAAAAAAAFv0/8tNCpY2HmEM/s400/kim_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to our destination of 3 of us to EAT dinner at such place (&lt;em&gt;people pay for it&lt;/em&gt;) in a rainy nite. Squezzed lemon juice on the fresh raw oyster without putting on tobasco as I'VE FORGOTTEN to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could get back there and get a taste on the tobasco sauce. And it is so memorbale till I woke up in the mid-nite 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz, got tooo fulled with the japanese raw taste at my mouth, till I not wanted to brush my teeth for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love raw salmon soo much. Hate kIMchi and sweeten baby octopus. It tastes terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;japanese always &lt;em&gt;come come go go&lt;/em&gt; the same series. I rather pay my money to Sunway Dataran steamboat with cheese or Telepon with REALLY UNHEALTHY bbq self service buffet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-3371792215498365011?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/3371792215498365011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-dinner-at-palace-of-golden-horse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/3371792215498365011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/3371792215498365011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-dinner-at-palace-of-golden-horse.html' title='Have Dinner at Palace of the Golden Horse - Kin No Uma Japanese Restaurant'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/SzZxRC2BzEI/AAAAAAAAFv0/8tNCpY2HmEM/s72-c/kim_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-4930547562976368149</id><published>2009-12-22T19:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:35:18.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working for a Year- Could you ever find acceptable of a feller stupid enough to you...?</title><content type='html'>Dear All followers .. Dear All, Dear All, Dear All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a year in working life. Never of us would like to suck into workings working and under pressure a lot,  yet still I love it. And, never say to yourself that today will be my great day in work. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! You are absolutly having &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ABNORMAL~ DISORDER PERSONNEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if you ever telling yourself  : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODAY WIL BE MY GREAT DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;dumb asss nerve says&lt;/em&gt;) that never of one working days will be your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;same same&lt;/em&gt;... (&lt;em&gt;me not the dumb ass nerve&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I going to "telling" the whole story of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I CAN'T SUSTAIN TILL IT EXPLODE AS I CAN'T SUSTAIN STUPID FELLER'S THOUGHT MURMURING AT YOU WITH FUCKING STUPID NONSENSE!!!!!!!!!! ACT FUCKING STUPID AND PRETEND NOT... IT IS THE WORSE SEASON THAT I EVER BEEN IN THIS ENTIRE YEAR! &lt;/span&gt; I believe many of us unable to sustain either myself. And forced to sustain till &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;DO NOT KNOW&lt;/span&gt; period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to throw a lot of F bombs in this page. WTF working on such.. and such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking the &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"what are you doing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; one says, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"I am doing my things"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you sustain what Stupid answer you? And I would throw out F bombs of.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" WHAT THE FUCKING THINGS THAT YOU ARE DOING NOW?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; one then take time to answer you with murmuring voice.....       and I.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the stupid shut up the mouth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This caused an explode that I might throw F BOMBS to that stupid one!!!!!again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I need to buy some C4 F Bombs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I advise, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"please make sure you do the right way by doing this as I have mentioned many times."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; feller starts murmuring, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;" I DID NOT DO THAT" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I show the evidence to the stupid one, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"This is the evidence which proved you did wrongly as I hv advise many times. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; feller starts murmuring a bit louder again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; " I DID THE CORRECT ONE.....   AIYA ! I VERY CONFUSED LAR ! WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO IN FUTURE? WHICH IS CORRECT AND WHICH IS WRONG? "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt;, what you are doing now is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALREADY IN FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;. how many futures do you want? stop your murmur voice or else I'll slap you. And what do you mean you did the correct one and requesting us to request &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; what to do in &lt;strong&gt;YOUR&lt;/strong&gt; future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;asking you to find the most-right angle to stapple documents for ALL CONVENIENCE. is that so confused meh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid &lt;/span&gt; might find difficulties all nite, that find very &lt;strong&gt;CONFUSED&lt;/strong&gt; to find most -right position to &lt;strong&gt;FUCK &lt;/strong&gt;with &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid's&lt;/span&gt; partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be correct or wrong by asking you to &lt;strong&gt;SHIT&lt;/strong&gt; with squating or sitting ? sitting wrong? squating wrong? sit correct?squat wrong? &lt;em&gt;.......... aiya....&lt;/em&gt; very confused lar... please teach me how to&lt;strong&gt; SHIT in MY FUTURE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever teach a stupid one &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOW TO SHIT FOR STUPID'S FUTURE'S WORSHIP.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Hey &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid ,&lt;/span&gt; please eat now, you are ready to eat...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Of course, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; always keep silence so can accidently do some stupid things while eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"Hey &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt;, how come you take time to eat, it is no difficulties to eat right? what are you doing now?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; says it very confidentally, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" I AM SHITTING" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the instructor act like strucking by thunder and shout out, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WHY YOU SHIT?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; starts to explain, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;" I cannot eat and I tried so hard. So, I think the cause of cannot eat is because I did not shit just now. I shit first then I eat. (and shit until half)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questioning the &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"Do you know when to shit and what is the action of shit or not?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; says, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;" I don't know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could it be acceptable that someone can be such stupid that unable to catogories the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EATING and the SHITTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The consequences of this eating &amp;amp; shitting is by saying a sorry to the viewers that a stupid will not halfly shit in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I truly believe that &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid &lt;/span&gt;now still in the middle of thinking what the hell is shitting. Cos, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Stupid &lt;/span&gt;might be more causcious during the shitting time. And has more to shit of this coming one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am going to face the shitty face for every working days... I got no &lt;em&gt;gas&lt;/em&gt; to say a prayer that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"TODAY WILL BE MY GREAT WORKING DAY, HAVE FUN EVERYONE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-4930547562976368149?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/4930547562976368149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/12/working-for-year-could-you-ever-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/4930547562976368149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/4930547562976368149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/12/working-for-year-could-you-ever-find.html' title='Working for a Year- Could you ever find acceptable of a feller stupid enough to you...?'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-1713001827882945062</id><published>2009-11-08T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:37:50.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Superb Bored Sunday ~</title><content type='html'>Knowing how I gonna spend as for my first time get-bonus.. muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;超开心。。喜喜。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;superb exhausted since yesterday. My knee, shoulder and my damn leg , hand are superb ACHING. and decided supposed to buy things on Saturday.. my limb was aching.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aBle to do shopping spending 3 hourse ALONE. at Gian.t. and ended up total of RM300 ++ and was spending RM200 ++ to servicing my car yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent some of my 低低。。 and 内内.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i am soo proud of :  my new coins bao bao and RM30 BB cream... 我的美丽日记mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/SvbIqmr49wI/AAAAAAAAFvk/9JP4U-9UKIY/s1600-h/PICT0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401725437342185218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/SvbIqmr49wI/AAAAAAAAFvk/9JP4U-9UKIY/s320/PICT0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/SvbIq15dyMI/AAAAAAAAFvs/uFoRjkNBo6Q/s1600-h/PICT0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401725441425656002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/SvbIq15dyMI/AAAAAAAAFvs/uFoRjkNBo6Q/s320/PICT0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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&gt;Hoping tomorrow will be another great day... everyday will be my best day ~&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/1149884072337900917-1713001827882945062?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/1713001827882945062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/11/superb-bored-sunday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/1713001827882945062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/1713001827882945062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/11/superb-bored-sunday.html' title='a Superb Bored Sunday ~'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/SvbIqmr49wI/AAAAAAAAFvk/9JP4U-9UKIY/s72-c/PICT0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-4867546406916138931</id><published>2009-07-21T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:36:59.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Say to Him ?</title><content type='html'>Asking a question ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you say to a person, who you love with, fallin in love with Him/Her. And he/she provides  you rubbish of nonsenses that she/he loves you too, but you all just can't get together forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" YOU GO DIE LER !!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-4867546406916138931?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/4867546406916138931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-would-you-say-to-him.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/4867546406916138931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/4867546406916138931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-would-you-say-to-him.html' title='What Would You Say to Him ?'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-7088012869459114954</id><published>2009-07-19T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:46:45.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dreams in the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;17th July 09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I came into a creepy house. Many of my family members surrounding there staring at the window with white colour curtain flying through wind blows. Then my mom was telling me, wanna see your grandma? (waipo) Then I answered :where? where? ""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom then drag me to the front of the window and point at it , "see your wai po". I saw roughly three spirits without moving there. with white colour shadows. not moving. and blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I start to scream, "waipo ! waipo!" my mom then drag me away following with other family members. But I still keeping my voice loud and shouting for waipo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then It came to a sunny and morning day. I then saw my grandma waipo, with sexy and stylish sunglasses. I automatically asked her that she whether avail to sustain under this hot sun. She told my that she can and then telling me that she wants to go in to the house. We then come into the kitchen and starting to cook our meal. Very normal activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I awake. (my grandma passed away on 9th Mac 05)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th July 09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very unsmoothly. I saw a little boy who has a big dream to sea dive for looking at a blue whale. A young guy carrying him infront of his chest with 2 oxygens tanks. Then they both start diving. I was observing, the boy with happy smile, they both touching the blue whale and look satisfying. (I was under the sea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a sudden shock of blood bleeding, the boy and the guy then went back to their boat.I then was observing a whale killing activities. Using saw to cutting off the skin, but I was acting normal to observe as I thought it is very normal to some societies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then came to experiencing a crime. Someone was chasing me for something that i do not know. Then I ran into a laundry and electrical shop (a combination), hiding behind a washing machine. one lady and one guy then came into the shop, looking for me. I then try my best to run out from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to a corridor, saw a guy who I think is familier in my dream, but never saw him for reality. I hugging him very tight and told that someone is chasing on me. He then bring me to a place where hanging lotsa clothes, and hide there. However, the bad guys still avail to find us. But he tried to talk to them and then I got released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a moral test on that day itself. The test start on 9.30 am and I not even start reading a single word when staring at 9.00am. I then drag out my buku latihan and start memorising. Cik XXX, who is the fucking most hated teacher during my secondary. She asked me to solve a maths question for her. Damn ! its 9.15am after I finishing that (it was like angle something ques).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then came to a choir singing performance. Then teacher chose who are qualified to join into the competition something. It was a primary school scene. Damn! those teachers choosing all those fucking ONLY good students who they like. I damn angry and feeling stupid to even attend the auditions. (My primary schools teachers are damn bias on good students , I think most schools are like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then came into a scene that I keep many dogiies and they are cute puppies. They are sooooo cute so adorable. I then tried to make little dresses for them. shoes. And the christmas santa hats. they are all wearing it. I put them into a big basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(having multiple dreams which actually not connecting to each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny. I hate Sunday. Tomorrow gonna work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-7088012869459114954?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/7088012869459114954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-dreams-in-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/7088012869459114954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/7088012869459114954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-dreams-in-weekend.html' title='My dreams in the weekend'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-310272756652048525</id><published>2009-07-13T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:35:36.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is a holiday, but bz</title><content type='html'>I work till I half-death. Eventhough I on leave today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzz... I langsung got no mood. Just come over and drop by ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya afta this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to The Saturdays  ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-310272756652048525?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/310272756652048525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-holiday-but-bz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/310272756652048525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/310272756652048525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-holiday-but-bz.html' title='it is a holiday, but bz'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-3778419914066391807</id><published>2009-07-06T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:42:09.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am Sick ~ woo woo ~</title><content type='html'>Wan to feel how does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just try,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomyam meehoon. with varieties of seafood. superb spice soup with sour and hot ingrediences. As for your main course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, an attractive illusion kinfdof ABC ice kacang. got red and black colour syrup mix with sticky barley, cincau, beans and fried nuts. super sweet with creamy milk. and cool thus makes you full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, you will finally get butterflies stomache whole night. Feel damn hot and faint. keep going to toilet and try to shit, but it failed to come out. huge pimples appear at forehead. tiring eyes and aching head (behing of neck part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally, feels to scold people but no energy, and keep scolding vulgar words when seeing things which I feel is wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-3778419914066391807?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/3778419914066391807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-sick-woo-woo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/3778419914066391807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/3778419914066391807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-sick-woo-woo.html' title='Am Sick ~ woo woo ~'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149884072337900917.post-1686856606330302663</id><published>2009-07-04T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:55:59.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what had been happening for the past - ing months</title><content type='html'>Dear All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my new link of mediocre pianist. and get rid of being a spookygal. and gonna tell you what had been happening in ma life for the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working is harsh and HARSH! For your advise, please don't start a job immediately after getting yourself graduate. Unless, you are facing scarce of money. it is just not a life for fun if you do everything in rush and force yourself to a new society. But, a new society which brought maturity and fun as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My life is totally like deja vu for these few months. I think i can handle every chord well, but might not hitting the pitch. String with fingers. I got short fingers, they are tiny and damn soft. pressing on strings on guitar stage. You losen, or you got your fingers injured by pressin it so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, it will be such a hectic, stress and cries when you playin, but definitely not enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't even own a metronume since in my first grade till now. Why should my piece controlled by a metronome. I still love to be r&lt;em&gt;ubato&lt;/em&gt;. my fingers decide everything.. just it is. sometimes a tranquillo, and sometimes schernanzo, we are not in the classic anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Sk7EFdC1XGI/AAAAAAAAFu8/goXR9FyMLAc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354432604965002338" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Sk7EFdC1XGI/AAAAAAAAFu8/goXR9FyMLAc/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welcome to my new blog. Start it with a new life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;currently listening to "Will you be there" by MJ. church hyme always represent peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1149884072337900917-1686856606330302663?l=mediocrepianist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/feeds/1686856606330302663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-had-been-happening-for-past-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/1686856606330302663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1149884072337900917/posts/default/1686856606330302663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediocrepianist.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-had-been-happening-for-past-ing.html' title='what had been happening for the past - ing months'/><author><name>^^ 我是佩佩</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17305045077799413761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Rswujh2-dGI/AAAAAAAADZo/K_R8YMwmPZM/s400/7722.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8S0Pg40v_zc/Sk7EFdC1XGI/AAAAAAAAFu8/goXR9FyMLAc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
