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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-2231661605051029888</id><published>2011-08-28T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:28:49.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>I wish they just get together... &lt;br /&gt;So i can end this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I fell through&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I was falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I needed you&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-928738174937472077</id><published>2011-08-25T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:54:59.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1p/2 days... damn gotta control!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-928738174937472077?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/928738174937472077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=928738174937472077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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you the way I can?&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget all the plans&lt;br /&gt;that you made with me?&lt;br /&gt;'cause baby I didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' your hand,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me&lt;br /&gt;Makin' you laugh,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;This is so sad,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' your kiss,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;Buyin' you gifts,&lt;br /&gt;This is so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on,&lt;br /&gt;Till you believe that,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;You said you needed a little time&lt;br /&gt;For my mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how you used that time&lt;br /&gt;To have me replaced,&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I wouldn't see you out at the movies&lt;br /&gt;Whatcha doin' to me,&lt;br /&gt;You're takin' him where we used to go,&lt;br /&gt;Now if you're tryin' to break my heart,&lt;br /&gt;It's working 'cause you know that,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' your hand,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;Makin' you laugh,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;This is so sad,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me,&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' your kiss,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buyin' you gifts,&lt;br /&gt;This is so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on,&lt;br /&gt;Till you believe that,&lt;br /&gt;That should be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to know should I fight&lt;br /&gt;For our love for this long&lt;br /&gt;It's getting harder to shield&lt;br /&gt;This pain in my heart!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-7803380301057566127?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-2377718253349825786</id><published>2011-07-18T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T09:16:54.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crash and die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-2377718253349825786?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/2377718253349825786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=2377718253349825786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2377718253349825786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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shen xiang bei che lian hai shi hen mei&lt;br /&gt;You turn around but your side profile is still very beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我用眼光去追 竟聽見你的淚 &lt;br /&gt;wo yong yan guang qu zui jing ting jian ni de lei&lt;br /&gt;I use my vision to chase you, yet I hear your tears &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在車窗外面排徊 是我錯失的機會 &lt;br /&gt;zai che chuang wai mian pai hui, shi wo cuo shi de ji hui&lt;br /&gt;Outside the car window, is my missed opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你站的方位 跟我中間隔著淚 &lt;br /&gt;ni zhan de fang wei gen wo zhong jian ge zhe lei&lt;br /&gt;the place where you stand and mine is separate by tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;街景一直在後退 你的崩潰在窗外零碎 &lt;br /&gt;jie jing yi zhi zai hou tui ni de beng kui zai chuang wai ling sui&lt;br /&gt;The street views are continuously receding, you start to fragment outside the window &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一路向北 離開有你的季節 &lt;br /&gt;wo yi lu xiang bei li kai you ni de ji jie&lt;br /&gt;I head towards the north to leave the times we've shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你說你好累 已無法再愛上誰 &lt;br /&gt;ni shuo ni hao lei yi wu fa zai ai shang shui&lt;br /&gt;You said you were already tired and cannot fall in love with anybody again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;風在山路吹 過往的畫面全都是我不對 &lt;br /&gt;feng zai shan lu chui guo wang de hua mian quan dou shi wo bu dui&lt;br /&gt;The wind is blowing on the mountain road, all of our previous memories were my wrongdoings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;細數慚愧 我傷你幾回 &lt;br /&gt;xi su can kui wo shang ni ji hui&lt;br /&gt;Counting my shamefulness, I have hurt you too many instances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一路向北 離開有你的季節 &lt;br /&gt;wo yi lu xiang bei li kai you ni de ji jie&lt;br /&gt;I head towards the north to leave the season which describes you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;方向盤周圍 回轉著我的後悔 &lt;br /&gt;fang xiang pan zhou wei hui zhuan zhe wo de hou hui&lt;br /&gt;My regrets revolves around my steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我加速超越 卻甩不掉緊緊跟隨的傷悲 &lt;br /&gt;wo jia sui chao yue que shuai bu diao jing jing gen shui de shang bei&lt;br /&gt;I tried to accelerating, but i cant ditch the closely following sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;細數慚愧 我傷你幾回 &lt;br /&gt;xi shu can kui wo shang ni ji hui&lt;br /&gt;Counting my shamefulness, I have hurt you too many instances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;停止狼狽 就讓錯純粹&lt;br /&gt;ting zhi lang bei jiu rang cuo chun cui&lt;br /&gt;Stop the anguish by letting my wrongdoings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretted, why i didn't make you mine when i had the chance,&lt;br /&gt;Wish i can turn back time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-8742865142963249113?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/8742865142963249113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=8742865142963249113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/8742865142963249113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/8742865142963249113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-said-you-are-tired-that-you-couldnt.html' title='You said you are tired, that you couldn&apos;t love anyone again...'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-6899436220202658773</id><published>2011-07-14T21:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T21:44:54.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never knew..</title><content type='html'>Mayb i am just a nice guy driver to them for all this time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-6899436220202658773?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/6899436220202658773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=6899436220202658773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/6899436220202658773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/6899436220202658773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/07/never-knew.html' title='Never knew..'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-4919501264647844920</id><published>2011-07-09T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T09:32:51.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tonight I'm feeling fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone, just wasting time&lt;br /&gt;No Friday movie nights&lt;br /&gt;Or romantic candle lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just having conversations&lt;br /&gt;With the thoughts in my head&lt;br /&gt;All I hear are angels crying&lt;br /&gt;Oh, won't they just sing instead&lt;br /&gt;It would be WRONG for me to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl by my side&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl in my life&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk it out&lt;br /&gt;Or hold her when she cries....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say she's my kind&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say that she's mine&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to tell her that&lt;br /&gt;I love her more than life&lt;br /&gt;More than life, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Love her more than life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this won't do&lt;br /&gt;How is she doing?&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself I'm feeling swell&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm such a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could take it as a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;But you know I don't feel that way&lt;br /&gt;Who will take all this pain away?&lt;br /&gt;I know it's wrong for me to say&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl by my side&lt;br /&gt;I don't need that girl in my life&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk it out&lt;br /&gt;Or hold her when she cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say she's my kind&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say that she's mine&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to tell her that&lt;br /&gt;I love her more than life&lt;br /&gt;More than life, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Love her more than life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-4919501264647844920?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/4919501264647844920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=4919501264647844920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4919501264647844920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4919501264647844920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/07/tonight-im-feeling-fine-im-alone-just.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-2986116779775275751</id><published>2011-07-08T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T23:31:03.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears, me apart.</title><content type='html'>When she keeps drinking non stop,&lt;br /&gt;When she keeps quiet and doesnt tell me anything,&lt;br /&gt;When she tried to shovel me away,&lt;br /&gt;When she just keeps quiet and sits there alone,&lt;br /&gt;When she justs keep asking for beers,&lt;br /&gt;When she keeps talking in japanese, i really wish i understand what she said.&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts me alot. I wish i can read her mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she falls down and cry, i am glad that i were there to hold her.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the immerse pain even tho my whole body was numb,&lt;br /&gt;Whispering words to her, telling her,&lt;br /&gt;That i will be there for her, always.&lt;br /&gt;I will carry her, never let her down,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-2986116779775275751?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/2986116779775275751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=2986116779775275751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2986116779775275751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2986116779775275751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/07/tears-me-apart.html' title='Tears, me apart.'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-9065894094626440576</id><published>2011-07-05T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T23:25:40.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice guy?</title><content type='html'>Nice guy/NG,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a nice guy to a girl. Might in end as friends. I dont wanna be a NG.. But i dont know how to.. Doesnt means not being a NG is becoming a Bad guy, Who hits, cheat, doesnt care about her guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am being way too nice to her. I got an advice saying if this continues, i might end up as a best friend. Damn. Wanted to spend more time with her... but her time schedule are tight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend : Hey you got to move fast, but not to fast if not, when it takes too long. You will be her best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Seriously? I dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Go with the flow, try to ask her more out on a date. Show her that you are interested with her. Do the 5s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What 5s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Eye Contact, Make her Laugh, Remember the things she said, Make some physical contact, Ask her out!. This is the 5s and dont confess! Confess is totally gonna get u screwed! Confess is for losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dont know how she feels about me. Bought her meds. Ask her out for dinner. Ask her for movies. Her schedule are too tight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NG tends to finish last. Why? From what i know from other NGs. Normally girls thinks NG is boring, and they tends to go out with.. lets say bad guys.. They are more exciting, fun. When the girls got boring with the Bad guys, if anythings happens. The girls will look at a NG for company and if the NG are lucky. They get her.. So that why, NG finish last. Nice Guy Syndrome.. Sux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-9065894094626440576?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/9065894094626440576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=9065894094626440576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/9065894094626440576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/9065894094626440576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/07/nice-guy.html' title='Nice guy?'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-2790048041684758886</id><published>2011-07-02T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T18:55:41.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dont give up until the last minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-2790048041684758886?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/2790048041684758886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=2790048041684758886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2790048041684758886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2790048041684758886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-give-up-until-last-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-7236018799495290813</id><published>2011-06-28T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T07:50:56.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spicy!</title><content type='html'>Yo blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i had dinner with her, spicy pan mee and brought her to sweet bean to have dessert.. She told me alot of things... very happy ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-7236018799495290813?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/7236018799495290813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=7236018799495290813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/7236018799495290813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/7236018799495290813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/06/spicy.html' title='Spicy!'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-4634022422822065725</id><published>2011-06-27T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T06:21:00.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>Guess what.. lol this might sound funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time she told me she will text me when she reach home after a dinner party and guess what.. she forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this is the 2nd time. when i text her on skype.. she was rushing to go and she said she will text me in a short while.. and she forget it too!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! I M LOVIN IT! xD (not being sarcastic here.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-4634022422822065725?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/4634022422822065725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=4634022422822065725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4634022422822065725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4634022422822065725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/06/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-5760341196273528108</id><published>2011-06-24T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:31:40.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The harder we clap.. the more the pain we feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeok tam yeong ji but wooi giu hou but suin joei tou hou&lt;br /&gt;(Appearance wise, I'm not attrative or likeable)&lt;br /&gt;Dan ngo dik noi joi mei but gao mei dou na juk yee ji hou&lt;br /&gt;(My inner beauty is also not good enough and I'm not proud of it)&lt;br /&gt;Tam wai yan dong yin hou / Seong sao ya hou pou&lt;br /&gt;(Character wise, I'm of course good, my arms are nice to hug)&lt;br /&gt;Mou noi dook yao boon loei man chin lou&lt;br /&gt;(Who knows there are only passerbys asking for direction)&lt;br /&gt;Moot yao seong pui tong lun gah nam hai tiu mou&lt;br /&gt;(Never want to dance with a boy-next-door)&lt;br /&gt;Wai dook dong ngo see tou&lt;br /&gt;(Only treat me as an associate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan yan chan gan ngo / Mou yan jang duit ngo&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone comes close to me, but no one goes after me)&lt;br /&gt;Mou yan guan wai see soei dai peng mai chan woh&lt;br /&gt;(No one cares who is the most amiable)&lt;br /&gt;Ping fan jeong ngo lou guo sap goh chee ngo&lt;br /&gt;(A person as common as me passing by, ten others are like me)&lt;br /&gt;Ching dik sat joi tai doh&lt;br /&gt;(There are too many love rivals)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-5760341196273528108?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/5760341196273528108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=5760341196273528108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/5760341196273528108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/5760341196273528108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/06/harder-we-clap.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-2249942506717693048</id><published>2011-06-23T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:04:03.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progressing?</title><content type='html'>Yo blog, m back! Things progress normally. eh.. but these few days i dont feel like myself. Still cant focus on what am i doing. It have been a restless nights these few days. Barely able to sleep. My brain keep thinking and thinking and thinking. I was able to sleep for 4-5 hours only.. aw man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i have step too deep........ too early........ must stop falling deeper...&lt;br /&gt;The higher the hope, the higher the disappointment.. Must wake up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-2249942506717693048?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/2249942506717693048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=2249942506717693048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2249942506717693048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2249942506717693048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/06/progressing.html' title='Progressing?'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-6026967118914752563</id><published>2011-06-21T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T07:42:07.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost control.</title><content type='html'>Hey blog, i am back again. It been a few days now.&lt;br /&gt;I am not being myself lately. My mind is out of control. I keep thinking about her daily,everyday,everytime.The moment i open my eye.I keep thinking,Should i send her sms? What should i say to her? Should i ask her out for dinner? Is it too early to ask her out? Then is ask her for dinner, where should i bring her? Will it be an awkward dinner? There is a weird feeling going thru me whole day.. I just cant focus. I am losing my mind! I wish there is someone guide me thru this! God help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from dinner with my Bro-in-Law. He keep asking me to go for it. Put up ur courage. Cherish the time, before she is someone else. Words are easy, action aint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk to her more, but we only been chatting thru Facebook Private messaging. I am not being myself. I dont know what to talk with her. I am afraid i will disturb her during her work. Everytime we chat, the conversation just will end in 3-4 replies, and thats it. I dont know what to say.. My brain just wont work, Every replies i send to her.. i think twice or thrice, i afraid i might said the wrong thing. I get all nervous. Such a Wuss... Anyways.. Blog, Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-6026967118914752563?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/6026967118914752563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=6026967118914752563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/6026967118914752563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/6026967118914752563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/06/lost-control.html' title='Lost control.'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-8515426523681600677</id><published>2011-06-20T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T01:02:45.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wo Bu zhi dao.</title><content type='html'>Its have been a long time since i have been posting in this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. an empty blog.. is me and the blank space. its u and me empty blog, share my loneliness, let me write down the words that i not able to talk it with my closest friend. Its is not i dont wanna have a gf but, i think i dont have confident in me and i am not good in this. Afraid of scaring the girls away, Yes, u can call me weak. Falling for someone isnt easy. Thinking about them all day, Eat, Sleep, in the toilet, driving.Its have been been 5-6 years and now. The day has come, the day which makes my brain crazy, my heart running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its have been a long time since i been falling for someone. This girl, very special, But I didn't appreciate the chance when i have it.&lt;br /&gt;Met her at a college named INTEC College, I was enrolled in Graphic Design and she was enrolled in Interior Design. Due to family matter i had to end my studies after 3 months. After that, i never meet her again. I dont know what was i thinking that time. It have been a few years.Since 2006? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2006/05/goodbye-my-lovergoodbye-my-friends.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i was able to meet her again. At first i thought there wont be anything going in me. I met her a few times, out for brunch with her and friends. Everything was going fine until the day. Super GT Femme Fatale 2011.A party with free flow of Beer! Alcohol does weaken my heart and mind.. I was thought it was a normal friends outing, but the more i drink, the more i was attracted to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that night have been a longer night or I have a better courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to approach her.. I am not good with this..&lt;br /&gt;This is time when all of this feelings gets together.. Nervous, anxiety.. No confident.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling.. I wanna get close to her, but i am afraid. I dont have any topic to talk with her,  my mind is in a chaos mode! Cant focus! Cant Think! What should i do?!!??! I afraid i bored her. Hey Blog, if u think i am taking it too seriously which cause me go in chaos mode. Yes, I am, I am very serious about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People said, Chances doesnt come everytime. This might be the chance, I wan to take that chance!! But the other me, have no courage to stand up to her. Awww man. I am such a loser. I dont have a career, I dont have money,.. Maybe i am being too traditional thinker. I dont MATCH her. What am i thinking?!?! ARGH! I really dont know wat to do. Really dont know what to do. I wanna go out have breakfast, brunch, lunch, dinner , supper with her. I wanna go to the movies with her, I wanna go dating with her. Hmm.. mayb i think too far? There even not a single stroke of the Ten stroke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sms her. But i dont know what to write to her. I dont even know how to start a conversation!! Damn! After the party, i dont dare to sms her, i always keep looking a the FB to see whether she got any status on or comment on the photos on the party nite.. I slide open my phone, click new messages, Insert her phone number, and i just stop there.. then delete.. and again.. delete.. again.. delete.. again.. delete..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking whether to sms from 8-1 o'clock.. Guess what?? I sms her in the evening at 7 o'clock. What a wussy of me.. Zooming up genting and down such brave of me.. but approaching a girl... its another story.. After i sms her at 7 o clock in the evening.. She didnt reply me. Then i start to get in to anxiety mode. keep thinking "What happen?" "Is she sleeping? Due to tiring sunday?" alot of question came to me. It have been a long night. Keep looking at the phone. Pathetic. What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.. I dont know how long this feeling will last.. I am going crazy.. I wanna share this with my friends, maybe.. maybe not.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.. this post if full of "maybe" "i dont know what to do".&lt;br /&gt;After writing this down.. i do feel abit better than keep all this all to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GARY CAO-SHU DAO WU DA YING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一次看着你 就为你心动&lt;br /&gt;di yi ci kan zhe ni  jiu wei ni xin dong&lt;br /&gt;On our first meeting, you moved my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聪明的我 怎能让你走&lt;br /&gt;cong ming de wo  zhen neng rang ni zou&lt;br /&gt;If im smart, how could I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二次看见你 我竟然失控&lt;br /&gt;di er ci kan jian ni  wo jing ran shi kong&lt;br /&gt;On our second meeting, I actually lost control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是我的错 请你原谅我&lt;br /&gt;shi wo de cuo  qing ni yuan liang wo&lt;br /&gt;Its my fault, please forgive me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第三次看见你 想要告诉你&lt;br /&gt;di san ci kan jian ni  xiang yao gao su ni&lt;br /&gt;On our third meeting, I want to tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的爱你 是真的爱你&lt;br /&gt;wo zhen de ai ni  shi zhen de ai ni&lt;br /&gt;I really love you, really love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第四次看着你 我有些要求&lt;br /&gt;di si ci kan zhe ni  wo you xie yao jiu&lt;br /&gt;On our fourth meeting, I have some requests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请你能够 安安静静的聆听&lt;br /&gt;qing ni neng gou  an an jing jing de ling ting&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can listen to me, quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一.让我保护你&lt;br /&gt;yi. rang wo bao hu ni&lt;br /&gt;One. Let me protect you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二.让我照顾你&lt;br /&gt;er. rang wo zhao gu ni&lt;br /&gt;Two. Let me take care of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三.所有的要求不能当作游戏&lt;br /&gt;san. suo you de yao qiu bu neng dang zuo you xi&lt;br /&gt;Three. Don't take my request as a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四.接受这命运&lt;br /&gt;si. jie shou zhe ming yun&lt;br /&gt;Four. Accept this fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五.永远不分离&lt;br /&gt;wu. yong yuan bu fen li&lt;br /&gt;Five. Don't ever leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说你愿意&lt;br /&gt;shuo ni yuan yi&lt;br /&gt;Say 'I do'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那最后一个一定要说你愿意&lt;br /&gt;na zui hou yi ge yi ding yao shuo ni yuan yi&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, you must please say you do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want be your lover want be your man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只要你开心多一点&lt;br /&gt;wo zhi yao ni kai xin duo yi dian&lt;br /&gt;I only want you to be happier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只希望给你多一点&lt;br /&gt;wo zhi xi wang gei ni duo yi dian&lt;br /&gt;I only hope to give you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you be my lover don�t wanna be your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给你幸福到永远&lt;br /&gt;gei ni xing fu dao yong yuan&lt;br /&gt;Give you everlasting bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给你幸福每一天&lt;br /&gt;gei ni xing fu mei yi tian&lt;br /&gt;Give you bliss everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为我Want be your lover want be your man&lt;br /&gt;ying wei wo&lt;br /&gt;Because I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说你害怕 因为受过伤&lt;br /&gt;shuo ni hai pa  ying wei shou guo shang&lt;br /&gt;You are scared, because you've been hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不需要害怕 因为我不是他&lt;br /&gt;bu xu yao hai pa  ying wei wo bu shi ta&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid, because I'm not him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-8515426523681600677?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/8515426523681600677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=8515426523681600677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/8515426523681600677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/8515426523681600677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2011/06/wo-bu-zhi-dao.html' title='Wo Bu zhi dao.'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-4216023093524886869</id><published>2008-05-11T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T06:10:27.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever~~ so Sluggish~~~ Car Pic..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/SCbv_s9kDTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fAdg61MKh8Y/s1600-h/DSC00462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199106697525988658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/SCbv_s9kDTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fAdg61MKh8Y/s400/DSC00462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/SCbvq89kDQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/y0hxiq0gDpE/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199106341043703042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/SCbvq89kDQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/y0hxiq0gDpE/s400/DSC00492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/SCbvrM9kDRI/AAAAAAAAAII/kzGIi1R2Sqw/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199106345338670354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/SCbvrM9kDRI/AAAAAAAAAII/kzGIi1R2Sqw/s400/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/SCbvrc9kDSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TUPc6JrwUAw/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-4216023093524886869?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/4216023093524886869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=4216023093524886869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4216023093524886869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4216023093524886869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2008/05/fever-so-sluggish-car-pic.html' title='Fever~~ so Sluggish~~~ Car Pic..'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/SCbv_s9kDTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fAdg61MKh8Y/s72-c/DSC00462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-5380057639550042169</id><published>2008-05-10T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T07:04:51.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darl Darl Darl</title><content type='html'>There she is, Everytime i walk down the stairs, Look at her, How attractive she was, How hardworking she is, But....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since i BLOG! There is alot of new stuff happening around me, another new shop and a new car!! great... Have been thinking alot wat to do with the car.. but it is still very new cant do much.. April 15 2008 is the date when i get the car! and its gonna be a month soon.. Gonna post the pic soon.. Very busy lately and kinda lazy :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-5380057639550042169?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/5380057639550042169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=5380057639550042169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/5380057639550042169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/5380057639550042169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2008/05/darl-darl-darl.html' title='Darl Darl Darl'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-4988310805459017330</id><published>2008-02-02T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T08:00:07.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful          "Marriage"?</title><content type='html'>*Yawn* Just Came back from dinner with my friend.. It is good to spend sometime with friends chatting, drinking or havings meal. When both of us was chatting, He told me about a case he is doing in his work about a guy age around 30+ buying a 1.8 million property and sold it out for 2.8 million...Wow.. But he doesnt have a wife nor a GF.. He owns 3 public listed company in different country..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying " Every success man there is a woman behind". Mean every successful man have a support from their loves one. Eh.. Mayb for that guys isnt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to bring out sometime to accompany our loves ones means less time on work. Mayb he can be successful because he dont have any gf. So he can 100% spend time on his work and pay full attention to it. That why he is so successful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb having a GF or wife isnt very important, for me. I dont really can socialize with kids, and never think of having a child of my own or getting married. Limited things u can do when u are married. Thats what i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-4988310805459017330?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/4988310805459017330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=4988310805459017330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4988310805459017330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4988310805459017330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2008/02/successful-marriage.html' title='Successful          &quot;Marriage&quot;?'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-7375877401483717231</id><published>2008-01-28T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T07:08:08.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In search of my memory for you..</title><content type='html'>There is something quite real i found out. When you like someone and you dont have the confident and courage to ask her/him out or speak it up to her/him. You will afraid that you might scared him/her out when you do that and might end up seeing each other with a barrier between both of you. Speak or dont speak, Act or dont act.. There is risk in both ways..&lt;br /&gt;When you wanna to understand the opposition the better and ask some deep question, they might just get cautious about you. They might think " Why he is asking me these kinds of questions?, He like me izzit?" There you go.. you might just scare the hell off them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sux to see someone you like is being with someone else. It feels like a dagger stab on your heart and you will do anything just to make it feel better(even driving off a cliff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself.. Why Bruce have to go? When he was so young, handsome, and friendly. He is the social guy. Able to mix with anyone. Heard that he got a new car. Go club with pretty girls. Come on GOD!! He is having such a good life. Why u have to take him away?!?!?! That aint fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God why dont u just take someone who life is useless being around.Bruce isnt the one you should take.Take someone who doesnt social much with other people, Loves to show off, Big money spender, Selfish, Who always wan his pride high, weak hearted person, low confident, not a decision maker, always rely on parents, and his independent is low and the person who doesnt have anything and didnt success in anything. Well lets called it a FAILURE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-7375877401483717231?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/7375877401483717231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=7375877401483717231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/7375877401483717231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/7375877401483717231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-search-of-my-memory-for-you.html' title='In search of my memory for you..'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-1102261443960801851</id><published>2008-01-26T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T06:40:53.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace Bruce..</title><content type='html'>When i was doing my project.. Ewing message me and told me that bruce is not around anymore.. The whole mood and feeling of mind turn 360 degree.. Such a sudden news..&lt;br /&gt;He passed away because of denggi.. I was so shocked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw him on new year eve at the curve!! Anyways... Bruce.. Rest In Peace... Gonna miss you bro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-1102261443960801851?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/1102261443960801851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=1102261443960801851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/1102261443960801851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/1102261443960801851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2008/01/rest-in-peace-bruce.html' title='Rest In Peace Bruce..'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-1409055141847059360</id><published>2008-01-22T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T06:37:52.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong xi Gong xi...</title><content type='html'>My phone has been sent to the workshop for 2 times already because of the joystick problem.. Hate when this happens.. Joystick sux... Sony ericsson Please dont come out a good phone that comes with a joystick!! It will make SE fans dissapointed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been using motorola, nokia, samsung handphones... and this time is my first time having a sony ericsson phone.. I started to like every little thing on there platform, camera, media player.. but not their joystick.. Nokia is high end tech.. but SE is towards friendly users.. Actually we cant compare nokia and SE together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year coming soon.. It is time for some ang paus.. hehe.. Feel like not gambling on cny.. but looking at everyone gambling. it will just pull me in too.. I have been losing alot since last 2 CNY... very very bad experience.. Hopefully this year bring me more cash... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-1409055141847059360?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/1409055141847059360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=1409055141847059360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/1409055141847059360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/1409055141847059360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2008/01/gong-xi-gong-xi.html' title='Gong xi Gong xi...'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-2396487806993855661</id><published>2008-01-13T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T07:55:39.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Awareness...</title><content type='html'>Something funny happened. I was out with my friend for a yum cha session.On the way there,my friend want me to stop by the guardian to get his needs. So i stop by at the guardian and drop him there. I stop just nearby the guardian shop entrance and infront there is a car getting out, so i thought that i might just park in so i wont be block anyone's way. So i park my car there and there another same car model as mine took the place where i stop at first. So my friend quickly finish his business. He quickly run out from the shop and nearly enter the wrong car!! OMG.. so shy.. haha.. He opened the door and the driver looked at him.. then he said sorry and saw that my car was just infront of that car... then he quickly run and enter the car.. and he told us that he nearly entered the wrong car... hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me about "brainwash" class. It doesnt brainwashed you,but it seems like a pyschology class thingy. He explained what he learn from it. It's like a Self awareness class. Bring the REAL SELF out. He told me that I should go. I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have been very self aware of myself. I know what I am going thru. I very cautious about my pride. And my closed minded brain. My half way Attitude, Behaviour. Very care about this. I have been controlling myself or tried to change myself to the "brighter" side. Things doesnt seems to be easy tho. But i am trying hard. I dislike hearing instruction from people, but i must be humble to learn things from people. I have a low confident on myself, cant make decision and too rely on my parents and a very weak hearted person. Any small problem can destroy my mood and my wilingness. Independent is another problem too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my problems, and trying hard to change it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-2396487806993855661?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/2396487806993855661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=2396487806993855661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2396487806993855661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2396487806993855661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2008/01/self-awareness.html' title='Self Awareness...'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-2920451047282581571</id><published>2008-01-12T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T08:27:19.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abit of Myself</title><content type='html'>I'm a car buff.. Love everythings that deal with cars.. Hopefully my parent's business goes great and can get me a sport car in the future.. hehe.. that what i wished...nothing more.. just a sport car.. silvia or a Rx8.. hahah..nothing much to blog about.. Everything is back to normal.. going back to college.. studying.. go home.. eat.. sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My routine.. Hopefully it will change sometime around.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-2920451047282581571?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/2920451047282581571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=2920451047282581571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2920451047282581571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/2920451047282581571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2008/01/abit-of-myself.html' title='Abit of Myself'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-3738065120081052579</id><published>2008-01-02T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T06:52:10.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Begun.. So?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Another year have passed.. New year has begun.. unexpected things will be coming around and slapping on ur face..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Let see some car~~~ The Extreme Nights~~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uiDZkD9qI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8aI-eeNA6yw/s1600-h/072MADDYLPS_large_fr_Cognac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888778113742498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uiDZkD9qI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8aI-eeNA6yw/s400/072MADDYLPS_large_fr_Cognac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uiDZkD9rI/AAAAAAAAAHo/y15t_x2kQRo/s1600-h/TNX0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888778113742514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uiDZkD9rI/AAAAAAAAAHo/y15t_x2kQRo/s400/TNX0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uiDpkD9sI/AAAAAAAAAHw/QlwuIAqd2kQ/s1600-h/TNX0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888782408709826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uiDpkD9sI/AAAAAAAAAHw/QlwuIAqd2kQ/s400/TNX0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uiDpkD9tI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LYNB8Iq9Uec/s1600-h/TNX0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888782408709842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uiDpkD9tI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LYNB8Iq9Uec/s400/TNX0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont miss out the girls~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uh05kD9mI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7qD8odvNDMk/s1600-h/TNX0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888529005639266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uh05kD9mI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7qD8odvNDMk/s400/TNX0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uh1ZkD9nI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ai-J0IBhIsI/s1600-h/TNX0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888537595573874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uh1ZkD9nI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ai-J0IBhIsI/s400/TNX0141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uh1pkD9oI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XKEk8rpNNqw/s1600-h/TNX0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888541890541186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uh1pkD9oI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XKEk8rpNNqw/s400/TNX0143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uh1pkD9pI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Dv91x8jB_y4/s1600-h/TNX0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888541890541202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uh1pkD9pI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Dv91x8jB_y4/s400/TNX0145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhiZkD9hI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VXPP7KfeBV8/s1600-h/TNX0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888211178059282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhiZkD9hI/AAAAAAAAAGY/VXPP7KfeBV8/s400/TNX0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhipkD9iI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_l-Ggr2k8sg/s1600-h/TNX0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888215473026594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhipkD9iI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_l-Ggr2k8sg/s400/TNX0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhipkD9jI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GorRmpMaW90/s1600-h/TNX0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888215473026610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhipkD9jI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GorRmpMaW90/s400/TNX0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhi5kD9kI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pDXb40GezA4/s1600-h/TNX0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888219767993922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhi5kD9kI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pDXb40GezA4/s400/TNX0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a Paralyzer arent they~~ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhjJkD9lI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YdY-JdNCzYw/s1600-h/TNX0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150888224062961234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uhjJkD9lI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YdY-JdNCzYw/s400/TNX0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ug0JkD9cI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZVqH_ZUJjN0/s1600-h/TNX0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150887416609109442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ug0JkD9cI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZVqH_ZUJjN0/s400/TNX0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ug0ZkD9dI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GbWvz5hz6uM/s1600-h/TNX0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150887420904076754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ug0ZkD9dI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GbWvz5hz6uM/s400/TNX0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ug0pkD9eI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dwiLN4nh_po/s1600-h/TNX0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150887425199044066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ug0pkD9eI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dwiLN4nh_po/s400/TNX0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ug0pkD9fI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hzP3wuzVHWg/s1600-h/TNX0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150887425199044082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ug0pkD9fI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hzP3wuzVHWg/s400/TNX0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.. Cant wait to have my car out there and a model posing on it... haha&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ug05kD9gI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Fao_COYWHw4/s1600-h/TNX0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf65kD9XI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XQO8xMQQt-Q/s1600-h/TNX0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150886433061598578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf65kD9XI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XQO8xMQQt-Q/s400/TNX0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf7JkD9YI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WYDJwzjWEbA/s1600-h/TNX0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150886437356565890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf7JkD9YI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/WYDJwzjWEbA/s400/TNX0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf7JkD9ZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lQZeUTcaBEI/s1600-h/TNX0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150886437356565906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf7JkD9ZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lQZeUTcaBEI/s400/TNX0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf7ZkD9aI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xqtHb1UirCc/s1600-h/TNX0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150886441651533218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf7ZkD9aI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xqtHb1UirCc/s400/TNX0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf7ZkD9bI/AAAAAAAAAFo/AhVe-2Mct5g/s1600-h/TNX0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150886441651533234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uf7ZkD9bI/AAAAAAAAAFo/AhVe-2Mct5g/s400/TNX0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ufkZkD9SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Qu7OvkqqVTc/s1600-h/TNX0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150886046514541858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ufkZkD9SI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Qu7OvkqqVTc/s400/TNX0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ufkpkD9TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uK7KogCbt1Y/s1600-h/TNX0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150886050809509170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ufkpkD9TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uK7KogCbt1Y/s400/TNX0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ufkpkD9UI/AAAAAAAAAEw/--6OVncuOwU/s1600-h/TNX0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150886050809509186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ufkpkD9UI/AAAAAAAAAEw/--6OVncuOwU/s400/TNX0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ufkpkD9VI/AAAAAAAAAE4/doz8naoYrZ4/s1600-h/TNX0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150886050809509202" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3ufN5kD9RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xVb4ibIGolQ/s400/TNX0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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/9348895-3738065120081052579?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/3738065120081052579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=3738065120081052579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/3738065120081052579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/3738065120081052579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-begun-so.html' title='New Year Begun.. So?'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3uiDZkD9qI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8aI-eeNA6yw/s72-c/072MADDYLPS_large_fr_Cognac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-1596857049376515728</id><published>2007-12-26T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T21:40:38.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAIIIIIHHHH..............</title><content type='html'>Christmas Have Passed.. and New Year is coming. It should be a happy time. But it doesnt seem like it..&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and Kok Hoe lil precious.. Miru... Disappeared.. It happened on the christmas day.. Mic's mum lost Miru while she was doing something at the gardens... mayb miru run out from the gate and let someone caught him.. Seem it might be a regrettable journey for michelle as she lost her precious when she was on vacation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything doesnt seems to go the way we wanted.. We want that.. and We must sometime sacrifice something we liked..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-1596857049376515728?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/1596857049376515728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=1596857049376515728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/1596857049376515728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/1596857049376515728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2007/12/aaaiiiiihhhh.html' title='AAAIIIIIHHHH..............'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-102102593740911692</id><published>2007-12-26T19:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T20:04:10.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hApPy 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'm da &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTruDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of UR blog~ hack into it and posted this~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: i'm NOT ivan...i'm just another best hacker of da world..     &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3MjV5kD89I/AAAAAAAAAB4/_YOA0Nuy5q0/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3MjV5kD89I/AAAAAAAAAB4/_YOA0Nuy5q0/s400/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148497658150908882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hey, please forgive me of my playfulness, delete it if u dun like it.. ^^&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; -milky-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-102102593740911692?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/102102593740911692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=102102593740911692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/102102593740911692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/102102593740911692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-2008.html' title='hApPy 2008'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fcGZ8PmihXU/R3MjV5kD89I/AAAAAAAAAB4/_YOA0Nuy5q0/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-43580699577795702</id><published>2007-12-26T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T22:05:26.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoom...Zoom..Hard Present....</title><content type='html'>Bought a present present for her... I took a long time choosing them.. use my heart to choose it..&lt;br /&gt;I just wan to give her the present.. But everytime i invite her out.. She always busy..&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I invite her out to have a drink and YES! she agreed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought i can give the present to her and see her expression.. After awhile.. she gave me a call asking how many people it going.. and she wan to bring a guy friend to yum cha also.. I stoned for awhile.. then i told her that it would be quite alot of people going.. then she said she dont wan to bring her friend go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was fetching my other friend.. she gave me an sms..telling me that she cant join us for yum cha because she need to fetch her guy friend back home.. It really twist the fuck out of my brain.. I was damn pissed off... i drag the car as if it was rear wheel drive racing car and i was only driving an hyundai atos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been continuously inviting her out for 3 days.. and she is busy... I am so so so sick of it.. So i decided i just drag the car to her house and give it to her... It was raining.. i was really emotional that time.. when reach her house.. she came out i just pass the present to her.. without saying anything.. She might didnt even notice that.. I was quite pissed off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like not giving the present to her.. but the present is I bought it for her.. So keeping the present is useless...Wat ever happens.. the present is I bought for her so i might just present it to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like for so long.. I am the one who isnt getting the call... and it was some other guy was getting the call..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-43580699577795702?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/43580699577795702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=43580699577795702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/43580699577795702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/43580699577795702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2007/12/zoomzoomhard-present.html' title='Zoom...Zoom..Hard Present....'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-7949166396517640952</id><published>2007-12-20T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T06:56:21.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas~~ ??Merry?? Not sure</title><content type='html'>Time passes so fast and christmas is around the corner. What do I think about christmas? Santa hat, Christmas songs, Love, Presents , Christmas Trees And Party. This gonna be another dont-know-where-to-go christmas. My friends are going to penang to celebrate christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I should be going there to.. because of financial problem.. So.. cant make it..&lt;br /&gt;So.. Where should i go? No idea at all. Thought wanna invite her out. But I felt that she will be spending christmas with her friends happier than spending it with me. What about a present for her? I have been thinking though.. but dont know wat to present it to her.. Mayb a doll, mayb a watch , mayb a...... hmmm dont know.. My friend told me to present her a christmas card.. but i feel like i wanna give her something nicer.. cause celebrating christmas happen 1 time in a year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought gonna have a nice christmas this year.. But it seems to be that another boring christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling good now.. Mixed up feelings.. how much i hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Christmas~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-7949166396517640952?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/7949166396517640952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=7949166396517640952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/7949166396517640952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/7949166396517640952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-merry-not-sure.html' title='Merry Christmas~~ ??Merry?? Not sure'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-4064045087717015745</id><published>2007-12-18T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:20:09.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's has been a long time since i blogged.It has been 1 YEAR!!! Many things have changed since then, Ups and Downs..I have been mature at thinking, not like last time. I admit that last time my thinking was damn freaking childish. That what life is.. It been a year my mom's wholesale business been running. Seems good, gonna have a shop lot at Bukit Bintang there.. for retail.. It sound greats... yea.. it does.. But not on my father's side.. Pub... the business have been very bad.. not good at all. Now they are discussing about selling out the business after CNY. The pub have been up for 6 years.. it is sad to see it to be like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone have their own job now... working for their future, getting a bright, good, happy future. I am still studying in my CIB ( Certificate In Business) Course. Have wasted 1 year time for studying. Kinda feel regret about it. As people says " You sleep in the Bed, You made". I always want to work in a office enviroment, but everyone is waiting for me to takeover my mom's and dad's business.. but I not really happy with it. But it has to be me.. My Sis has been doing good in her advertising company. Her boss have been very good to her and she have a very good bf. She is one lucky girl. I heard that she gonne be a Account manager next year and she havent even work in the company for 1 year!!! Anyways.. It's good to heard that she is doing fine. Hope she doesnt stress herself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I really dont know what to do with myself. Study not.. Working not... Feeling useless..&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend caught a puppy near his house.Dont know what kind of dog it is..It looks like shis tzu to me. It have long fur and size of a shih tzu. They brought it to the vet. The vet said it is a roadside dog. But I dont believe it.. normally those roadside dog are big and has short furs.. They seem to like the dog very much, but the dog very very naughty. He loves to bite ur feet. His sharps teeth hurts alot. haha.. he is just too playful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life have been normal when I met someone. She older than me. Haha.. It is weird for some of you for a guy dating a older girl. I used to hate it dating older or younger girls..i prefer someone who is same age as me.. Mayb she changed my mind. I do really like her.. I didnt make any serious move to date her cause she just broken from a relationship. So i decide to wait and give her sometime. So i just invite her come out have a drink, dinner and hang out. Nothing seems to go better. It just go ------------ or \... means it either nothing or goes down. Very hard to invite her out. Mayb our age gap is too wide.. Nothing to say while having dinner or during Yum Cha session. I tried to bring some topic out to talk.. but it seems.. i am the one who keeps asking the question and she is the one who is answering. It hurts. I ask my friend (girl) for advice and comment. She is honest. She told me that "if this kind of situation you are facing, shows that the girl dont have any interest in you". It does hurt me alot. But atleast i know it. I kinda agree with it.Its have been 2 weeks i didnt see her. I have been just sms-ing her only. But i dont feel any better. Dont know what she is thinking. Mayb she is hiding it from me. I just dont know. I asked her " How are you?". She will just reply " Just normal lo". I understand that girl is protective, and doesnt tell anything to you if she doesnt trust you. But she told me b4 that she trust us. I really dont know what is going on in her mind. She is on holiday now.. Thought can invite her out for yum cha. Guess what.. Disappointed. She always occupied or tired. Until now I still cant invite her out. It really hurts me when she reply me " cant le.. you enjoy la". Hate to see these words. I just dont have the confidence to date her. Or just i dont have fate with her. I just been MSN-ing with her. She said she quite busy with personal stuff. Wondering what kind of personal stuff is she dealing wif... I know i shouldnt stick my nose into someone's personal stuff. From my point of view, Personal stuff are Financial , Love and Family. Her Financial and Family looks alright for me. Mayb she is Having love problems. Another new love.. mayb..i just think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to see my friend being with their loves ones.. How they can get together and stay like that. They seems to be very happy and lovely. Haha.. 2 thumbs for them. Wish they can stay like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have the looks,the style, the cash, the cars,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been keeping every sad things. I wanna find someone who I can spit everything out to. I dont have a GF. So I cant. MY friend.. They cant give any advice nor comment. But Only one can. She listen an gives advice and comments. But it isnt enough, So i decided to Open my blog again.. Write everything down. Release myself, type everything, spit everything. I do feel better when i am typing this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-4064045087717015745?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/4064045087717015745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=4064045087717015745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4064045087717015745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/4064045087717015745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-has-been-long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-114735875483990089</id><published>2006-05-11T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T07:31:07.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye My Lover,Goodbye My Friends...</title><content type='html'>My Mother have called me up to talk about something this evening...&lt;br /&gt;She said dat we family is having a problem for the moment and i have to stop college...&lt;br /&gt;I m going good in the college and suddenly called me to stop...&lt;br /&gt;I am just stoned to hear dat...&lt;br /&gt;I am having so much fun in there.... i dont wanna leave...&lt;br /&gt;If i leave the college.. i gonna get to work in a company...&lt;br /&gt;but i dont wanna leave my friends...&lt;br /&gt;There is something i really cant let go..&lt;br /&gt;Something/Someone is very special to me...&lt;br /&gt;I just wish i can keep study in the college and wont change....&lt;br /&gt;If i got one Wish... i will wish dat i can keep on studying in INTEC college...&lt;br /&gt;It is a Great College...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-114735875483990089?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/114735875483990089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=114735875483990089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/114735875483990089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/114735875483990089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2006/05/goodbye-my-lovergoodbye-my-friends.html' title='Goodbye My Lover,Goodbye My Friends...'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-112256040195479632</id><published>2005-07-28T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:20:01.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness</title><content type='html'>These day goes kinda bad...&lt;br /&gt;I very easy to get angry at something...&lt;br /&gt;omg.. wat i have become!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I get angry and when i am angry i get confused and worry!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mayb i just too stress out... too tired...&lt;br /&gt;these few days have been thinking alot of things...which really kills my brain &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man... Time to get some rest....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-112256040195479632?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/112256040195479632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=112256040195479632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/112256040195479632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/112256040195479632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/07/craziness.html' title='Craziness'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-112220550912036112</id><published>2005-07-24T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T04:45:09.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IBBM Camp!!!</title><content type='html'>IBBM Camp located behind the Zoo Negara.... it doesnt look like camping for me cause.... u get to sleep on a bed in a room with 12 room mates....and u get to eat 6 meals per day!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;6 meal good?? nah.... the food is quite good... but not sometimes...  the bad thing is... u need to walk all the way 3km by foot to reach the camp place.... cause buses cant get up the hill cause the roads are narrow....walking up hills really BAD... and it is KILLING imagine!!! 3KM up the hill!!! but lucky i made it on the 3rd place muahahhha 2 thumbs up for myself.... Alot of activities there.... 1 of the activities really freaking me out... one fella name "TOK MAN" talking about separating with familys and friend.... alot of gurl cried.... but the only one i m paying attention is my EX-GF..... i know she wont cry cause she is the one who always wans "FACE"... then that TOK MAN start to call us imagine we are in titanic... it hits the iceberg and it is sinking... and there is 1 small boat.. and u can only choose few frens to go in to the boat... teacher started to put chairs in the middle of the Hall.. and call students 1 by 1 to Knee Down and BAG them to let them get in the small boat... omg!!! every0ne started to cry even the guys!!! My EX-GF turn to knee down and talk to the teacher.. she keep talking and talking.... suddenly she turn at the back and scream " I HAVE MADE IT... YOU GUYS ALSO CAN DO IT" and she cried.... I Really wanted to hold her.... that moment i really just wan to hold her.... and clam her down.... but i cant.... Student getting little by little cause most of them have went to the other side of the hall.... then i told all my friends let go together... we aint going to knee down on the teachers.... we when there and the teacher told us to line up... and the teacher said we aint enuff serious.. then we go back to back of the hall.... getting little by little even some of my fren when to the other side of the hall... there only left 2 of my frens and me... My Frens started to call Kah Guan Faster come over here... u can make it... i see them screaming like that i also scare already.... they keep shouting then i go for a hit.... i didnt knee down and just be serious... and guess wat... i make it... lolz.... the other 2 of my fren ran out from the hall... &gt;&lt; aihz.... nvm.. behind the Hall... there is a great view over the mountains... beautiful view.... every night i must go there and stand there.... just to enjoy the breezing air and beautiful view.... even the morning time just too good.... alot of confusing question came to me... something about my EX-GF... how she become... too open with other people... too crazy in everything... too sporting.... everything have their own limits... over the limits there will be troubles... i wan to court her back.. i dont wanna waste the 2 years that have been together.... but.... her attitude is very terrible... i think about her attitude i get very angry... but... in my heart i love her.... i think there is nothin i can do for now.... i&lt;br /&gt;just dont wan her to get hurt.... Oh God... Please.... Please Please...... help me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-112220550912036112?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/112220550912036112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=112220550912036112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/112220550912036112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/112220550912036112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/07/ibbm-camp.html' title='IBBM Camp!!!'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-112071664677648842</id><published>2005-07-06T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T23:10:46.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Week</title><content type='html'>Just bought a new com... Very fast...&lt;br /&gt;Thought can play all type of game...but i was wrong!!!&lt;br /&gt;god damn the seller....&lt;br /&gt;bring it back to fix already...&lt;br /&gt;summore he said 100% no problem...&lt;br /&gt;bring back also cannot play game...&lt;br /&gt;it keeps auto restart...&lt;br /&gt;wat the hell....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-112071664677648842?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/112071664677648842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=112071664677648842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/112071664677648842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/112071664677648842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/07/worst-week.html' title='Worst Week'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-111815675087947801</id><published>2005-06-07T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T08:05:50.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomplete</title><content type='html'>After breaking up wit my EX...&lt;br /&gt;All Feel That i have been Stupid for 2 years....&lt;br /&gt;At First i Really Cant Let it go...&lt;br /&gt;Time passes... getting to accept it...&lt;br /&gt;She Have been with another guy secretly behind my back...&lt;br /&gt;I have been very angry... Feel like wan to "revenge"...&lt;br /&gt;I admit it i also got wrong in dat...&lt;br /&gt;then i started to tried to go on like i never knew her...&lt;br /&gt;Today i Got a news from my friend.. about her bf have ditch her...&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy.. but it seem i dont...&lt;br /&gt;I Felt Sad about it.... ARGH... WTF i m doing...&lt;br /&gt;Wake up Dude!!!&lt;br /&gt;I thinking about wat yew wing said.."Dont Get Her Back"&lt;br /&gt;EEErrr... did i think about getting her back... NO...&lt;br /&gt;But why i keep thinking about those word he said to me... oh fucked up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Incomplete"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty spaces fill me up with holes&lt;br /&gt;Distant faces with no place left to go&lt;br /&gt;Without you within me I can't find no rest&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm going is anybody's guess&lt;br /&gt;I tried to go on like I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake but my world is half asleep&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;But without you all I'm going to be is&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete&lt;br /&gt;Voices tell me I should carry on&lt;br /&gt;But I am swimming in an ocean all alone&lt;br /&gt;Baby my baby it's written on your face&lt;br /&gt;You still wonder if we made a big mistake&lt;br /&gt;I try to go on like I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake but my world is half asleep&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;But without you all I'm going to be is&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete&lt;br /&gt;I don't meant to drag it on&lt;br /&gt;But I can't seem to let you go&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna make you face this world alone&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-111815675087947801?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/111815675087947801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=111815675087947801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111815675087947801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111815675087947801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/06/incomplete.html' title='Incomplete'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-111589929689660285</id><published>2005-05-12T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T05:01:36.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging!!</title><content type='html'>So Long Already Didnt Blog...&lt;br /&gt;Time Goes Fast..And Life Is Short...&lt;br /&gt;In 1 Month April... I Lose Two Of My Loved Uncle And GrandMother...&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Miss them...&lt;br /&gt;Exam is here... it will last for 2 weeks... OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me and My Friends Decide to Go Sunway Pyramid after exam...&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Invite Some girls to go too....Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Oh Man...Today Worse Day ever... Sick until gonna die...summore need to walk home in da sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;Got Attracted to a new gurl at my school... name Candy...&lt;br /&gt;ah man... such a elegant look she got...&lt;br /&gt;but i think i wont chase her... cause. still haunted by the old times...&lt;br /&gt;My Old Love.... Aih... Wish time goes faster... Get out from the school...and start a new life...&lt;br /&gt;Get Addicted to this two songs.... The Killers - Mr.BrightSide.... and The Calling - Anything...&lt;br /&gt;Nice song,...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-111589929689660285?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/111589929689660285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=111589929689660285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111589929689660285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111589929689660285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging!!'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-111176387796297492</id><published>2005-03-25T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:30:30.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Night~~~</title><content type='html'>Spending the whole night wil my frenz... cun..&lt;br /&gt;Kok Hoe, Zhung Bing, and Wei Chek...&lt;br /&gt;Went to Night Market, Yum Cha...&lt;br /&gt;So cun... even tho it was four of us...&lt;br /&gt;when to a Playground and stay there for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;All take one place.. settle down... and start to think about Ex-Gf..&lt;br /&gt;While listening to music... Thinking... Talking...&lt;br /&gt;It Was So Quiet.. *Wished Someone Could Be There Too* &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-111176387796297492?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/111176387796297492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=111176387796297492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111176387796297492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111176387796297492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/03/peaceful-night.html' title='Peaceful Night~~~'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-111167541912498887</id><published>2005-03-24T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T06:43:39.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn Back The Clock</title><content type='html'>Wish Dat i can Turn back the Time...&lt;br /&gt;Back to the time and turn back things right....&lt;br /&gt;I just wish dat.. i shouldnt have done the things to her when at that party.....&lt;br /&gt;Regretted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-111167541912498887?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/111167541912498887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=111167541912498887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111167541912498887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111167541912498887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/03/turn-back-clock.html' title='Turn Back The Clock'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-111141586282521665</id><published>2005-03-21T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T06:37:42.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tong Hua....</title><content type='html'>These day damn hot.. just got sunburn from swimming on last saturday.... damn siong...&lt;br /&gt;MY parents started to blend cucumber+lime+salt juice &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;It is NASTY....&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my grandma will going to a operation... In every operation there is a risk..&lt;br /&gt;Wish everything will be fine... &gt;&lt;...&lt;br /&gt;When my Fren send me this song.. Guang Liang - Tong Hua...&lt;br /&gt;It really make me addicted to it...&lt;br /&gt;Even got his MV for that song...&lt;br /&gt;When i Hear it... It Gives me some kind of Feeling.. I also dont know wat kind of feeling is it...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-111141586282521665?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/111141586282521665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=111141586282521665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111141586282521665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/111141586282521665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/03/tong-hua.html' title='Tong Hua....'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-111044163063429587</id><published>2005-03-09T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T00:00:30.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleah..</title><content type='html'>MY Grandmother is admitted back into UKM again...&lt;br /&gt;Heard from my mom dat my grandmother got something wrong wit da bone..&lt;br /&gt;no good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-111044163063429587?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110976081961257486</id><published>2005-03-02T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T02:53:39.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Police~~~</title><content type='html'>Today when back home early...&lt;br /&gt;just got back home..got a phone call from chun eng...&lt;br /&gt;"Oi KaH Guan Wei Chek Got Beaten Up Faster Come"&lt;br /&gt;Quickly Rush out and go to the school..&lt;br /&gt;I Ask them wat happen...who beat him up...&lt;br /&gt;Chun eng told me dat.. 4 indians hold his head and keep whackin his head..&lt;br /&gt;WTF... is those freaking indians from my class... ma chi bai...&lt;br /&gt;Made a police report...when see doctor and do x-ray...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow dont let me see them...&lt;br /&gt;if not i freaking whack their ass up...&lt;br /&gt;It is Sad to see my fren to get beaten up badly.. and he is half dead &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn angry this afternoon.. )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110976081961257486?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110976081961257486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110976081961257486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110976081961257486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110976081961257486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/03/police.html' title='Police~~~'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110891376910210717</id><published>2005-02-20T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T07:36:09.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat the hell...</title><content type='html'>Last few days my grandma when into the hospital named HUKM&lt;br /&gt;The Hospital damn big...BUT SUX!!!&lt;br /&gt;The place where my grandma in... damn freaking hot...&lt;br /&gt;Wat kind of hospital is this?!!?!&lt;br /&gt;Open the window... those wind isnt cool but it is HOT!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG... even the nurse services DAMN SUX!!!&lt;br /&gt;The hose is strangling my grandma neck..and they dont care...&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!! Summore the damn doctor is on OFF&lt;br /&gt;Wan to know more detail about my grandma also cannot &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a big hospital can run out of electricity...&lt;br /&gt;The place in there is damn BAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;even a private hospital is way better than goverment hospital!!&lt;br /&gt;Talked wit my parent about changing my grandma to Gleneagles hospital...&lt;br /&gt;which is way way way better... cost around RM198 per night...&lt;br /&gt;Should change there atleast there is way better service at there..&lt;br /&gt;summore can get single room... way better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110891376910210717?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110891376910210717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110891376910210717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110891376910210717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110891376910210717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/02/wat-hell.html' title='Wat the hell...'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110883055223789936</id><published>2005-02-20T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T08:29:12.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really True..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wont talk,I wont breathe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wont move till you finally see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That you belong with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You might think i dont look&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But deep inside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the corner of my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im attached to you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im weak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuz im afarid to know the awnsers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuz my heart keeps fallnig faster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ive waited all my life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To cross this line&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i wont hide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its time to try&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All my life ive waiting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You dont know what you do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im afarid to move&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im weak&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im just scared to know the ending&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you even know u met me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ive waited all my life to cross this line&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i will not hide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its time to try anything to be with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All my life ive waited&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know when i go ill be on my way to you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The way thats true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ive waited all my life to cross this line&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i will not hide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its time to try anything to be with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All my life ive waitied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110883055223789936?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110883055223789936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110883055223789936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110883055223789936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110883055223789936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/02/really-true.html' title='Really True..'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110874623164104852</id><published>2005-02-18T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T09:03:51.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing** A slut**??</title><content type='html'>Miss the days..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the time when we skate together...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we cook together...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when u split milo on my face..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times we ride motorcycle...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times we eat together...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we watch movie together..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when i give u piggy back ride...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we eat chicken wing by the roadside...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times we play PS together...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times i walk u home from school...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we argue...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we draw the wall wit chalk..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we play water fight...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when i carry u back to yew wing house...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we exchange present...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we sms together..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when take photo together..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we teasing each other...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we ride bicycle together..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we play basketball together..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we play badminton together...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we swimming...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we playing in sunway lagoon...&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we were shopping together..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we play bowling together..&lt;br /&gt;Miss the times when we talk to each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why u must become like dat??? It Is More Than A Slut...&lt;br /&gt;Slut...&lt;br /&gt;Alot of thing u dont know....&lt;br /&gt;People is talking behind u...&lt;br /&gt;Know wat u do....Know how u act...&lt;br /&gt;Look at yourself... Wat have become in u...&lt;br /&gt;A Slut*?&lt;br /&gt;Take a Deep look.... b4 u do anything....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110874623164104852?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110874623164104852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110874623164104852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110874623164104852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110874623164104852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/02/missing-slut.html' title='Missing** A slut**??'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110818399481529446</id><published>2005-02-11T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T20:53:14.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion Dance</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Night there is a Lion Dance at here in my Home...&lt;br /&gt;damn noisy...but nice la...&lt;br /&gt;the things is....the lion dance go into each room and turn one round...bleah..&lt;br /&gt;dirty the rooms only...&lt;br /&gt;My dog like running away when we playing the firecracker...hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;damn alot of people...crowd sia..&lt;br /&gt;my father fren drink like hell only..&lt;br /&gt;shouting Yam seng!!!&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110818399481529446?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110818399481529446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110818399481529446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110818399481529446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110818399481529446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/02/lion-dance.html' title='Lion Dance'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110741135375574564</id><published>2005-02-02T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T22:15:53.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY coming</title><content type='html'>Woohoo...CNY coming....&lt;br /&gt;Schooling Days kinda Bored.....&lt;br /&gt;But still need to study &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM coming....&lt;br /&gt;Getting RDY for CNY :D get the house clean~~~&lt;br /&gt;And buying soft drinks CUN&lt;br /&gt;Scare the soft drink finish b4 CNY :P&lt;br /&gt;Today school kinda fun.... Vivian Laugh until crazy O.-&lt;br /&gt;Because i was trying to say some mandarins out...eventho i dont knoe them.... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last subject nearly end up fighting Wit dat freaking indian Fella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110741135375574564?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110741135375574564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110741135375574564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110741135375574564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110741135375574564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/02/cny-coming.html' title='CNY coming'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110693110532724727</id><published>2005-01-28T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T08:51:45.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Moody Day</title><content type='html'>Today use to be a Nice day...looking at taekwondo class wit my frens....&lt;br /&gt;all playing wit handsets....playing all different type of songz....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...summore we play all the "cun" songz...&lt;br /&gt;everyone lookin at us hahah..&lt;br /&gt;Became a jesus for 2 times today....&lt;br /&gt;lye ying have been come up to me...speaking of weng lam things...&lt;br /&gt;why??how come?? bleah...&lt;br /&gt;walau ehhh....capture me for half day liao....&lt;br /&gt;atlast terlepas...boleh cabut and rest....&lt;br /&gt;After dat we all went to have a drink at the mamak...&lt;br /&gt;while having a drink...wei chek suddenly say...eh..i saw mei kim...in the car...&lt;br /&gt;Her New "BF" drove a Black vios...&lt;br /&gt;She come down form the car...ask Kai wee(who is sitting next to me)to get her the add maths text book&lt;br /&gt;wtf she needs the text book when she got one...&lt;br /&gt;kai wee when to take the book...she sit next to me....&lt;br /&gt;oh fark it... i keep telling myself(calm down max)&lt;br /&gt;I hate it...She dont know wat she have done....&lt;br /&gt;She dont even care about it....&lt;br /&gt;After getting wat she wans...Wei chek ask me...&lt;br /&gt;Wei Dude u ok?..i know how u feels...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH...she spoiled my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110693110532724727?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110693110532724727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110693110532724727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110693110532724727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110693110532724727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-moody-day.html' title='Another Moody Day'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110664549353396003</id><published>2005-01-25T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T01:31:33.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired and Nice </title><content type='html'>Damn tired...After Clean This and That....Bring the computer down from my room and Put it back into the&lt;br /&gt;Computer room O.o...&lt;br /&gt;Start Clean the whole house... because of CNY coming ^^...&lt;br /&gt;Now this computer room have become a entertainment room....Can watch Tv...2 computers...hahaah&lt;br /&gt;Can even play DreamCast ^^...&lt;br /&gt;Holidays Past so fast~~... Cant get enuff of DOTA!!&lt;br /&gt;I still remember...Dota wit Allan,bee,xen and eu jin...until 5 o clock in da morning hahah...Damn nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110664549353396003?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110664549353396003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110664549353396003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110664549353396003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110664549353396003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/01/tired-and-nice.html' title='Tired and Nice '/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110584875616929727</id><published>2005-01-15T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T20:12:36.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yea...Yesterday Gone to RO carnival..&lt;br /&gt;The Exhibition Centre Like crowd wit peoplez...&lt;br /&gt;So many leng lui...Wah...&lt;br /&gt;There alot of RO merchandise...Such like key chain and stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;When the Auction Time...Bidding for those Virtuel Item...&lt;br /&gt;People Keep putting their hand up until the price gone to RM6500!!&lt;br /&gt;People Really spend alot of money on to RO..&lt;br /&gt;The 1st Biatch Really Lucky..+10 Lord Circlet and +10 MG only for RM600!!&lt;br /&gt;There is a Huntress in the Carnival the One&amp;amp;Only Pretties Character in there..&lt;br /&gt;When i Saw ging3r....This jeramine keep shouting "ging3r".&lt;br /&gt;Quickly "KILL" and Ta pau" him...and bring him to a corner....&lt;br /&gt;*phew*..wish she didnt saw me while i was Ta pauing him...&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110584875616929727?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110584875616929727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110584875616929727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;比较容易死心&lt;br /&gt;给我里开的勇气&lt;br /&gt;他一定很爱你&lt;br /&gt;也把我比下去&lt;br /&gt;分手也只用了一分钟而已&lt;br /&gt;他一定很爱你&lt;br /&gt;比我会讨好你&lt;br /&gt;不会像我这样的孩子气为难着你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110554562403556662?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110554562403556662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110554562403556662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110554562403556662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110554562403556662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110545850983591448</id><published>2005-01-11T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T07:52:50.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving Moodless</title><content type='html'>The Days goes faster than i thought....&lt;br /&gt;I Think I have changed...i rather stay wit my own day routine...&lt;br /&gt;Better than something new like going wit frenz....&lt;br /&gt;Haha..Sorry Guys...FFK u guys at sungai wang...really cant make it that day....&lt;br /&gt;There is nothin bothering me...but i end up moodless when i m in school....&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Chucked up&gt;&lt;...&lt;br /&gt;Aaahh...Mayb Should try something new....&lt;br /&gt;Something New to myself....&lt;br /&gt;Really Tuned into Ah Du- Ta Yi Deng Hen Ai Ni&lt;br /&gt;                                Jade Kwan - Fang Sheng&lt;br /&gt;                                Zhang Dong Liang- Hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110545850983591448?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110545850983591448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110545850983591448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110545850983591448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110545850983591448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2005/01/surviving-moodless.html' title='Surviving Moodless'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110261814531549423</id><published>2004-12-10T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T23:24:21.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff B'Day!!!!</title><content type='html'>Woot!! It Is Jeff B'day.....hahaha Happy B'day jeff!!!We all play those card thingy....and drink Beer+ribena....and the good shit is White Wine....it RULZ!!!omg man....CHEW is the lucky one Jackpot 2 times....hahahha...Good Shit Chew....Well... Chew,Alex And Jermaine.... My enemy.... Everytime also wan to kena me one!!!!Atlast Alex Died liao...only 2 Enemy to go.....2 enemy also aim Me only...die lo.....summore White Wine.....Chew Rulz man....Ribena+beer+WHITE WINE....hahahah...2nd jackpot is a full can of beer.....Bottom's UP!!!!woohooo.....I m Gonna Add those picture in my old website...www.freewebs.com/maxtkg... u can see all those PHD people...haah...Alvin and Justine...Must let them know wat DRUNK is.....next time must Make them Die!!!! MUAhahahhahah......Anyway...it is....Walau eh...the Steamboat really full sia....so many food on the table....hahah Chew cant Eat Seafood...nvm la Chew....SJMC just nearby.....u can crawl there also la.... :D.....BTW CHEW is going Dubai O.o....CHEW must help me check Phone price ar.....muahahah....ok la that all....YC Guild Rulz Man!!!! CHEERS MATE~!!!Fren 4ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110261814531549423?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110261814531549423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110261814531549423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110261814531549423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110261814531549423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2004/12/jeff-bday.html' title='Jeff B&apos;Day!!!!'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110210546637097902</id><published>2004-12-04T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T12:24:26.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo...Dota&amp;Pub= Rulz</title><content type='html'>Afternoon until evening dota all the way....hahah too bad...jermaine,justine,jeffrey,and me....defeat alex,tat,and chew for 2 times man..woot...hahah but still frens 4ever!!...the best one is going to pub...Tat spended a Bottle of tequila..after a few shots of tequila...most of them have been stick to the game machine lol....playing the photo searching thingy"" hahah..trying to beat the high score...but we end up at the 4th place...omg...6 pairs of eyes also cannot break the high score...lol...pretty sad tho nvm la....have fun can liao....hahah jermaine..i "give" u drink 2 and half cup beer...seng leh....u should thx me hahaha...it is time for Silva in SS15 eventho that time is 2:30+.. ahaha Frens 4ever!!! Cheers mate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110210546637097902?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110210546637097902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110210546637097902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110210546637097902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110210546637097902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2004/12/woohoodotapub-rulz.html' title='Woohoo...Dota&amp;Pub= Rulz'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110191869575122736</id><published>2004-12-01T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T08:42:52.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat the Hell...</title><content type='html'>Damn Tired today....Walking from IOI to the public bank for 3-4 rounds...Getting this getting that done....aih..Atlast can relax....go to my fren's mother HQ bookstore just nearby....go there have a good air conditioned REST....but end up meeting the worst devastating girl....(yi yi)....omg...cant rest...end up dying in my bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110191869575122736?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110191869575122736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110191869575122736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110191869575122736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110191869575122736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2004/12/wat-hell.html' title='Wat the Hell...'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110178591661482831</id><published>2004-11-30T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T19:38:36.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpeaceful sleeping &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>The House Beside Is Having a Renovation....Walau eh....damn noisy sia... Early in da morning...8-9 AM...u can hear those Drilling sound,hammering sounds....WTF..Cant even sleep...argh...Damn those Renovators..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110178591661482831?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110178591661482831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110178591661482831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110178591661482831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110178591661482831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2004/11/unpeaceful-sleeping.html' title='Unpeaceful sleeping &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110183062838544241</id><published>2004-11-30T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T08:03:48.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return Of a Good Fren</title><content type='html'>Haha...Mr.Tat Weng...Just came back to malaysia from perth...he really lose some pound in there.....He change abit Gentlemen( to YC guild is na pet) the funny thing is the "Privacy" thingy hahahahah...... Walau eh...he really change alot in there hahaha... Cheers mate!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110183062838544241?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110183062838544241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110183062838544241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110183062838544241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110183062838544241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2004/11/return-of-good-fren.html' title='Return Of a Good Fren'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9348895.post-110175952028319220</id><published>2004-11-29T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T12:19:58.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlast!!</title><content type='html'>I did Screw up my Templates stuff....hahah...it is better now....took me a long time to fix that thing up...*phew* wow man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9348895-110175952028319220?l=maxtkg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/feeds/110175952028319220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9348895&amp;postID=110175952028319220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110175952028319220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9348895/posts/default/110175952028319220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxtkg.blogspot.com/2004/11/atlast.html' title='Atlast!!'/><author><name>ivan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14245057188300823175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
