<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317</id><updated>2011-09-29T08:01:03.738+08:00</updated><category term='Secrets'/><category term='Good Life'/><category term='Made For You'/><category term='Fear'/><category term='Marching On'/><category term='All This Time'/><title type='text'>PLAY MY LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'>no sacrifice, no victory.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5746279939552980430</id><published>2011-08-20T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:31:59.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All This Time'/><title type='text'>We?</title><content type='html'>It's funny that when you have feelings for someone who's not your type at all and there is obviously no return for what you give, but everybody thinks that you two match each other! That's not the reason why you like him but does it mean you two really should be...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know destiny sometimes plays tricks on people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5746279939552980430?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5746279939552980430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5746279939552980430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5746279939552980430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5746279939552980430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2011/08/we.html' title='We?'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8206658725900366634</id><published>2011-08-08T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T23:27:21.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>These people, I have known them for just a short time but they are already like my closest friends. It feels extremely bad when I see them leaving one by one. I understand why, because I also have thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I know I won't. There are commitment and promise. There are love and faith. There are also sacrifice and victory. I somehow have realized that this is a new period of life for me and there are challenges that I must take and difficulties that I must overcome. I've never felt so substantial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to that special person who I stay for and also have thought about leaving for, I want to say that you're absolutely amazing, man! But I know sometimes destiny is meant to be like this. All I can do is wishing for the best of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God! Stoping being emotional, quickly get well and get back to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xvl6BJwIH4w" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8206658725900366634?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8206658725900366634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8206658725900366634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8206658725900366634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8206658725900366634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2011/08/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xvl6BJwIH4w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7333577736712830449</id><published>2011-07-04T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T23:01:49.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>Damn it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm fucking giving up!!!&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7333577736712830449?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7333577736712830449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7333577736712830449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7333577736712830449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7333577736712830449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2011/07/damn-it.html' title='Damn it'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-1386265479925506990</id><published>2011-06-19T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:14:47.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All This Time'/><title type='text'>Close to Close</title><content type='html'>Time flies. I don't remember what was the last time I said this. There was a time that I thought I was growing up so slowly. Now I can't stop lossing memeories. (My brain is perfectly healthy though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have broken a promise that I made to myself so condidently a few months ago. However, I don't regret doing so. I can finally forget that moment and save the words that I was meant to say. It means that something has gone but at the same time something new comes. I sometimes doubt my decision. Anyway I have realized that I gotta put the work in and I'll always get what I give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, I'll always remember to bring the case with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All This Time comes up in my mind again. Touching as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-1386265479925506990?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1386265479925506990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=1386265479925506990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1386265479925506990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1386265479925506990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2011/06/close-to-close.html' title='Close to Close'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-3018733986983123030</id><published>2011-02-21T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:01:48.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Oh yeah</title><content type='html'>I had enough fun during the CYN holiday. It feels great to have shorter holidays frequently than hellish long holidays that bore me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one thing: I think I'm IN LOVE... holy hell, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that really bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1hw5AJJ_3c/TWJ9akoSHSI/AAAAAAAAAWU/D_Zckaqv02M/s1600/a-kiss-for-you-gay-couple-pillowcases.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1hw5AJJ_3c/TWJ9akoSHSI/AAAAAAAAAWU/D_Zckaqv02M/s1600/a-kiss-for-you-gay-couple-pillowcases.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lB5KVFXCfRk" title="YouTube video player" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-3018733986983123030?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3018733986983123030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=3018733986983123030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3018733986983123030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3018733986983123030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1hw5AJJ_3c/TWJ9akoSHSI/AAAAAAAAAWU/D_Zckaqv02M/s72-c/a-kiss-for-you-gay-couple-pillowcases.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7500836600072171058</id><published>2010-12-31T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:02:31.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>If tomorrow never comes?</title><content type='html'>OMG, this year is gonna pass away soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate taking exam on New Year Eve, especially early in the morning. How come? Who scheduled this? I wish the person a bad bad new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly, there is an invitation on FB. Gathering of secondary school classmates? Holy hell. When I saw some people's faces on the guest list, I was fucking suprised that they're still here. Shit... I mean, whatever. I don't very much wanna see them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let me get back to the main topic. How has 2010 been like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's been very short. I can't remember how many I-haven't-got-enough-time times were in the last eleven months. Hope most of the time wasn't wasted cos I feel like I'm wasting it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two plans. The one for academic purpose that I don't wanna discuss. The other one is always the same - having fun during the coming holiday. Well, some of the days will be taken for the former plan so I guess there'll be less than 3 days left. Guys, please response sooner. I don't wanna be sitting around lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uh... I always believe tomorrow is going to be better. Happy New Year :) Let's jump into 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7500836600072171058?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7500836600072171058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7500836600072171058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7500836600072171058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7500836600072171058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-tomorrow-never-comes.html' title='If tomorrow never comes?'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5588332710735465685</id><published>2010-11-14T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:02:49.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>My Playlist of 2000s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I found this in the draft post section, so I realized I forgot to publish it last year lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And It's already been the beginning of 2010s so I look back to the past ten years... What have been always on my lovely playlist? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Top 10 Albums of 2000s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'd French kissing Ryan Tedder til he suffocates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_apaCofRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZO3cGTn6AvY/s1600/Waking+Up+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_apaCofRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZO3cGTn6AvY/s320/Waking+Up+1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waking Up - OneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;(Released November 17, 2009)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.The first time I heard "Grace Kelly", I thought Mika was a band lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_azmZWiWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Nq8f-XeS7d8/s1600/Life+In+Cartoon+Motion+1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_azmZWiWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Nq8f-XeS7d8/s320/Life+In+Cartoon+Motion+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life In Cartoon Motion - Mika&lt;br /&gt;(Released February 5, 2007)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No wonder why I have dreamt of him many times, and every time he had an unexpected identity (a personal trainer?! Holy shit, train me) :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_ayuC-KJI/AAAAAAAAAVs/kcnvr798gHU/s1600/FutureSex+_+LoveSounds+2.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_ayuC-KJI/AAAAAAAAAVs/kcnvr798gHU/s320/FutureSex+_+LoveSounds+2.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Futuresex/Lovesounds - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;(Released September 12, 2006)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. I still wonder about what the hell is that "thing" she is dressing on the cover. (I think she's just holding a towel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_axMS1zNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/N9S-9vieD74/s1600/E%253DMC2+1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_axMS1zNI/AAAAAAAAAVk/N9S-9vieD74/s320/E%253DMC2+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;E=MC² - Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;(Released April 8, 2008)&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt; (&lt;span class="bday dtstart published updated"&gt;2008-04-08&lt;/span&gt;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He's also my goal. (What do I mean? lol) Well, I think he has the best male voice I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a0UVUpFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/oH_qjHCspP8/s1600/Shayne+Ward+1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a0UVUpFI/AAAAAAAAAV0/oH_qjHCspP8/s320/Shayne+Ward+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shayne Ward (Self-titled)&lt;br /&gt;(Released April 17, 2006)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Everytime I dance, it is being played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_axwwjD_I/AAAAAAAAAVo/u3H_vXRx1wM/s1600/Everytime+We+Touch+1.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_axwwjD_I/AAAAAAAAAVo/u3H_vXRx1wM/s320/Everytime+We+Touch+1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everytime We Touch - Cascada&lt;br /&gt;(Released February 21, 2006)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "I Don't Feel Like Dancing" scores most of the marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a1cGiheI/AAAAAAAAAV8/88AiHN2kmsg/s1600/Ta-Dah+%255BDeluxe+Edition%255D+1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a1cGiheI/AAAAAAAAAV8/88AiHN2kmsg/s320/Ta-Dah+%255BDeluxe+Edition%255D+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ta-Dah - Scissors Sisters&lt;br /&gt;(Released September 15, 2006)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I more like him playing solo than with Matchbox Twenty. Though they are both good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a0sijjuI/AAAAAAAAAV4/7H1ckWVk76s/s1600/Something+to+Be+1.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a0sijjuI/AAAAAAAAAV4/7H1ckWVk76s/s320/Something+to+Be+1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something To Be - Rob Thomas&lt;br /&gt;(Released April 5, 2005)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. Hey boys, you will always be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_avaNbX9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AuvgIeE749M/s1600/Black+%2526+Blue+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_avaNbX9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/AuvgIeE749M/s320/Black+%2526+Blue+1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black &amp;amp; Blue&lt;br /&gt;(Released November 21, 2000)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. OK, Gaga is here lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a2Bi-nKI/AAAAAAAAAWA/16hZajzTIwc/s1600/The+Fame+1.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a2Bi-nKI/AAAAAAAAAWA/16hZajzTIwc/s320/The+Fame+1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Fame - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;(Released August 19, 2008)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a3NZPUQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/kWb5P3YOh8o/s1600/The+Fame+Monster+1.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_a3NZPUQI/AAAAAAAAAWE/kWb5P3YOh8o/s320/The+Fame+Monster+1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Fame Monster&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;2000s is like more than just one decade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5588332710735465685?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5588332710735465685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5588332710735465685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5588332710735465685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5588332710735465685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-playlist-of-2000s.html' title='My Playlist of 2000s'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TN_apaCofRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZO3cGTn6AvY/s72-c/Waking+Up+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8560499012660346332</id><published>2010-11-02T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:03:05.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>What I've done for the past few months</title><content type='html'>I suddenly realized that this blog has been full of spider webs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time's passing so quickly though actually it's only been 2 months since the end of my fucking long summer holiday and I haven't been on the track of my original plan of the so called "new beginning".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Here's the situation: I haven't been working a lot so I haven't went out for a while, and I'm going to be half-jobless so I'm going to continue staying at home when I'm free. Oh, that's not news anymore, whatever. Oh yeah, what bothers me the most is that I've got many plannings to be done and decisions to be made, but I kind of don't wanna face them... I always get a bad mood, like when my parents do or say something that really piss me off, and this has happened a lot lately, holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of the unfavourable circumstances, I missed Halloween. I wanna have FUN... dead. Probably I'm gonna miss Christmas too. Yes, btw, please don't ask me for Christmas presents this year, I don't have time to think about what you may need. And if you know what I need, I'd love to get one from you :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8560499012660346332?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8560499012660346332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8560499012660346332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8560499012660346332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8560499012660346332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-ive-done-for-past-few-months.html' title='What I&apos;ve done for the past few months'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-1270947730499015544</id><published>2010-09-10T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:03:18.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>Vooooooooices</title><content type='html'>You can change your gender but you can't change your voice. I really envy those people who were born with nice voices. If you've got a nice voice, I'm 99% sure that you can sing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm attracted to the voices of most of the singers I like. And here are the voices that I love the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHAYNE WARD&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uusam.com/uu/blog/attachments/month_0801/12008127222947.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.uusam.com/uu/blog/attachments/month_0801/12008127222947.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's born to be a singer. I feel like I'm melting in his voice!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CARRIE UNDERWOOD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://turbo.inquisitr.com/wp-content/2010/07/carrie_underwood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://turbo.inquisitr.com/wp-content/2010/07/carrie_underwood.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think she's better than Mariah Carey. Her voice is warm and happy but Mariah's is a bit too sad.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onlineticketsusa.com/images/concerts/Justin-Timberlake-image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.onlineticketsusa.com/images/concerts/Justin-Timberlake-image.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He voice is SEXY, SEXY and SEXY. This man is a symbol of sexiness&amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROB THOMAS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://clubnotes.pmpblogs.com/files/2009/10/rob_thomas21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://clubnotes.pmpblogs.com/files/2009/10/rob_thomas21.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't describe with words. If you've heard of him then you know how great he is.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRIAN LITTRELL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inyobusiness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/brian-littrell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://inyobusiness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/brian-littrell.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sound from an angel, his voice just makes me feel good :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;There are good ones, then there must be bad ones. There's one I especially want to mention here is the lead vocalist of Maroon 5, &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Adam Levine. I really hate his voice, and don't ask me why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adam_Levine" title="Adam Levine"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-1270947730499015544?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1270947730499015544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=1270947730499015544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1270947730499015544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1270947730499015544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/vooooooooices.html' title='Vooooooooices'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8441056258300693814</id><published>2010-09-03T11:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:03:53.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marching On'/><title type='text'>I'm ready to go</title><content type='html'>Hey, it's September already! I'll be very busy in the coming months because many great (and unpredictably bad) things are gonna happen. I need to renew my half-ruined life after this terrible summer holiday lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I've got my new semester timetable - no days off during weekdays :( Besides, I'll have to spend a long time attending lectures  on Thursday and Friday. That means, OMG my weekends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's my birthday coming soon in the 2010s, I'm gonna celebrate it no matter what (I usually don't really celebrate my birthday) because this year is the beginning of a new decade. So it's important! It's on Friday and there's a public holiday before. I supposed to go out on that day but after I'd got the almost imperfect timetable, I knew I'll have a morning lesson at 8:30a.m. on Friday morning  so no way, damn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Halloween, Christmas and a whole lot of fun is coming, wow! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8441056258300693814?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8441056258300693814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8441056258300693814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8441056258300693814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8441056258300693814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-ready-to-go.html' title='I&apos;m ready to go'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-3737669415369051634</id><published>2010-08-15T19:12:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:04:13.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>I think superheroes are all gay</title><content type='html'>All of a sudden it came up in my mind lol, so here it goes, and please vote for the best match:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman x Robin (The most classic one, and my favourite one, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfM_rylFII/AAAAAAAAATE/9yLtwN6yhNo/s1600/3508610640_d75a13a516.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505594463942415490" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfM_rylFII/AAAAAAAAATE/9yLtwN6yhNo/s200/3508610640_d75a13a516.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 134px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfPnDCVCgI/AAAAAAAAAT0/bovJu87EFPs/s1600/brokebatmountain.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;    &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505597339220642306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfPnDCVCgI/AAAAAAAAAT0/bovJu87EFPs/s200/brokebatmountain.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 168px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfNFQv-lnI/AAAAAAAAATM/pYsNak-7JM8/s1600/batman-robin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505594559762962034" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfNFQv-lnI/AAAAAAAAATM/pYsNak-7JM8/s200/batman-robin.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 162px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman x Captain America (men of the country)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfNL3UnqmI/AAAAAAAAATU/7vrYTMu3PdY/s1600/superman.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505594673196411490" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfNL3UnqmI/AAAAAAAAATU/7vrYTMu3PdY/s200/superman.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 141px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thing x The Hulk (You never see them naked even they're so big, curious?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfOdYhTxRI/AAAAAAAAATc/B6F-WLZ7XX4/s1600/hulk-vs-the-thing.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505596073677407506" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfOdYhTxRI/AAAAAAAAATc/B6F-WLZ7XX4/s200/hulk-vs-the-thing.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 132px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfOkfB2JbI/AAAAAAAAATk/aPmZLalj-L0/s1600/1214_fridayfight1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505596195683575218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfOkfB2JbI/AAAAAAAAATk/aPmZLalj-L0/s200/1214_fridayfight1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 128px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolverine x Spiderman (wild)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfPileQHnI/AAAAAAAAATs/I2quE5-3buM/s1600/Marvel_Spiderman+VS+Wolverine.jpg-600x450.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505597262565219954" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfPileQHnI/AAAAAAAAATs/I2quE5-3buM/s200/Marvel_Spiderman+VS+Wolverine.jpg-600x450.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spirit x Daredevil (what do they do at night?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfQKLRfOlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/5Zlv0Lzpe1c/s1600/the_spirit_250907.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505597942727129682" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfQKLRfOlI/AAAAAAAAAT8/5Zlv0Lzpe1c/s200/the_spirit_250907.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 130px;" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfQM5orJBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8b7F_fyEXvM/s1600/daredevil.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505597989532148754" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfQM5orJBI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8b7F_fyEXvM/s200/daredevil.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 158px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pyro x Human Torch (so hot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfRZu6PUdI/AAAAAAAAAUM/_VKk_Y4Zt2g/s1600/dayofreckoning2_pyro1_1024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505599309502960082" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfRZu6PUdI/AAAAAAAAAUM/_VKk_Y4Zt2g/s200/dayofreckoning2_pyro1_1024.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 150px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfRgsDMONI/AAAAAAAAAUU/dMgL8e2jGfo/s1600/78354-johnny_storm_human_torch.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;  &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505599428994283730" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfRgsDMONI/AAAAAAAAAUU/dMgL8e2jGfo/s200/78354-johnny_storm_human_torch.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 199px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iceman x Mr. Fantastic (They'll be so HARD sticking together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfSe7kwoHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ZcWuLCJGnw0/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505600498313502834" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfSe7kwoHI/AAAAAAAAAUc/ZcWuLCJGnw0/s200/images.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 137px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfShfb9d_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/2UMceKpBDAU/s1600/Mr-Fantastic-Marvel-Comics.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt; &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505600542300010482" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfShfb9d_I/AAAAAAAAAUk/2UMceKpBDAU/s200/Mr-Fantastic-Marvel-Comics.png" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 198px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironman x Magneto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfTg8h9DAI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EsOP9UOdRuw/s1600/1544494633.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505601632441535490" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfTg8h9DAI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EsOP9UOdRuw/s200/1544494633.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 188px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfTj2hD6NI/AAAAAAAAAU0/7-cERhMefGU/s1600/magneto_mid.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;  &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505601682366785746" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfTj2hD6NI/AAAAAAAAAU0/7-cERhMefGU/s200/magneto_mid.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 198px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Otto Octavius x Professor X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfUfWKGZDI/AAAAAAAAAU8/KnFT1pbi2Pw/s1600/_39305315_ockgallery.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505602704472695858" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfUfWKGZDI/AAAAAAAAAU8/KnFT1pbi2Pw/s200/_39305315_ockgallery.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfUipkpATI/AAAAAAAAAVE/bLfZX6vnaaY/s1600/marvel-encyclopedia-prof-x-1-50k.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;  &lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505602761223897394" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfUipkpATI/AAAAAAAAAVE/bLfZX6vnaaY/s200/marvel-encyclopedia-prof-x-1-50k.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 186px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think these are enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-3737669415369051634?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3737669415369051634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=3737669415369051634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3737669415369051634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3737669415369051634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-think-superheroes-are-all-gay.html' title='I think superheroes are all gay'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TGfM_rylFII/AAAAAAAAATE/9yLtwN6yhNo/s72-c/3508610640_d75a13a516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6131083224671519367</id><published>2010-07-18T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:05:07.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><title type='text'>Sitting around, and that's all</title><content type='html'>So, it's been half of a month since I became jobless and I'm sure if this keeps going on, I'll be homeless as well. If you have never experienced how does it feel to be doing absolutely nothing, please forget it and keep yourself busy. I think I'm gonna be a psycho (and then shot by Athena Asamiya "Psycho Ball~~!" lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the real bad thing is I'm losing my mood to do things again. Last time? I don't remember. This time, I clearly know the reason. I think.. I need one more week to recover, or get worse. OH, come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, somebody hit my head, I wanna get amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time please don't get me drunk. You really broke my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-6131083224671519367?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6131083224671519367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6131083224671519367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6131083224671519367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6131083224671519367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/sitting-around-and-thats-all.html' title='Sitting around, and that&apos;s all'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4669619203100953955</id><published>2010-07-08T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:08:41.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>New York, I Love You</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I did get back and watch this one. With that combination of directors, the whole thing is totally too shattered. All I can say is that it's a piece of art - whether you love it or hate it, it all depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a commercial way of view, without those names, the film would definately suck. Or probably, it still does. But it's more like a group of artists putting on a show together, an exhibition. They don't care about what people think, just wanna to represent themselves. I can say, if you're a romantic person, you probably will like it, but I'm not refering to those ones without brains, saying that they love what they don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, at the beginning of the film I thought it was a comedy when I saw Justin Bartha and Bradley Cooper doing that little soap drama scene. Well, funny enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the place is New York City, just one of the wonderful cities in our world. We could have "London, I Love You", "Vancouver, I Love You", "Paris, I Love You", "Sydney, I Love You", "Rome, I Love You", or "Hong Kong, I Love You". Shall we do one next time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://star.csie.org/%7Estarsirius/wp/my-images/new_york_i_love_you1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://star.csie.org/%7Estarsirius/wp/my-images/new_york_i_love_you1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 604px; width: 409px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama, is always my last choice, especially the romantic ones. Nevertheless, sometimes we have to take ourselves out from Si-fi (God, I love si-fi) and face the reality. Those tiny little things  happening in our life may not be noticeable, but that's how we live,  isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4669619203100953955?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4669619203100953955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4669619203100953955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4669619203100953955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4669619203100953955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-york-i-love-you.html' title='New York, I Love You'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6194231126996643268</id><published>2010-06-11T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:09:02.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>You're gonna be fine</title><content type='html'>Thank God I've come back from mainland China safely. I didn't sleep well every night not because of I was worried about being a victim of those illegal organ tradings - I had forgot to switch off the water heater before I left home. So that thing stayed on for five days. I was really afraid that when I came back, my home'd become ash lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for the DVDs of 2nd season of Fringe for so long. Due to my impatience I watched several episodes of the Internet. Oh my God! I was totally shocked and upset that Charlie Francis died. He's my 2nd favourite male character in the series :( BTW my favourite female charaters are 1st: Olivia Dunham; 2nd: Astrid Fransworth and my favourite male character, of course, is Peter Bishop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TBHn8qsFv6I/AAAAAAAAAS8/WPEopnBK9bs/s1600/bfringepromo7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481417250923986850" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TBHn8qsFv6I/AAAAAAAAAS8/WPEopnBK9bs/s320/bfringepromo7.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie, I'll always love you as my 2nd favourite, You're gonna be fine! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-6194231126996643268?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6194231126996643268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6194231126996643268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6194231126996643268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6194231126996643268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/youre-gonna-be-fine.html' title='You&apos;re gonna be fine'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/TBHn8qsFv6I/AAAAAAAAAS8/WPEopnBK9bs/s72-c/bfringepromo7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-2696411828837274724</id><published>2010-05-30T16:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:09:43.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Boring?</title><content type='html'>First of all, I love my new blog layout (althogh I only changed the header and colour theme) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was tough, working for 6 hours felt like working for 6 days. I don't know what kind of event it was. It looked like an art exhibition, but freakily ununderstandable. Boring? It's obvious enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing slightly interested me was checking out the guys there cos my sense told me 5 out of 10 were gay, and 3 out of 10 were good looking. So do the math. Though, none of them made me keeping an eye on but there was one who looked like Shia LaBeouf. I couldn't realize at the beginning and just though he looked like somebody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poorly I didn't get enough sleep the night before + today's Sunday - my family's home = I haven't been able to take a deep long sleep = Headache^again lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-2696411828837274724?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2696411828837274724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=2696411828837274724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2696411828837274724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2696411828837274724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/boring.html' title='Boring?'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8806099409229195145</id><published>2010-05-24T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:10:08.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marching On'/><title type='text'>Plan B</title><content type='html'>It's summer again, evil thoughts all come up! Heheheeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to having my lovely boat trip in July, happily with you lovely guys. Haven't seen you for quite a while, miss you a lot :) But I haven't planned it out yet, please look forward to it, it's gonna be great, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I've been very lazy, working less, staying at home a lot. Not because I've used up all of my allowance (thanks Tim for making me like this LOL), just wanna relax and do something of my own, like making funny videos and graphics of somebody... (Forgive me, that's really fun, and no harm at all:p) Oh ya, I need someone to be my company to do things (what things? You may guess), if you're free and bored, feel free to contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still a lot for the plan, but I'll tell you when it's perfectly planned. I'm the spokesman of  perfectness, you know that:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8806099409229195145?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8806099409229195145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8806099409229195145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8806099409229195145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8806099409229195145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/plan-b.html' title='Plan B'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-2532526429569423203</id><published>2010-04-27T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:10:29.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>What's wrong</title><content type='html'>Recently I've been losing my intention to do things. First loung around then get a headache. Go to sleep and don't wanna wake up. Wake up then get a headache again. Holy shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a long break. Probably leaving home for a couple of weeks would be good for my mental health. I think I'm gonna be insane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-2532526429569423203?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2532526429569423203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=2532526429569423203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2532526429569423203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2532526429569423203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-wrong.html' title='What&apos;s wrong'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-425802878257511862</id><published>2010-03-09T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:11:02.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>A pregnant woman was dying to watch the Oscar live in the morning. Her dream came true, and her three babies who don't even know what the hell is Oscar died along with her......&lt;br /&gt;...... Because she slipped down and hit her head in the toilet......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll be one of the most rediculous news in 2010 lol. So sing along with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh eh, there's nothing else I can say!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GaGa bless them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-425802878257511862?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/425802878257511862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=425802878257511862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/425802878257511862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/425802878257511862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4698481971585315781</id><published>2010-02-23T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:11:15.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>Where do these terrible translations come from?</title><content type='html'>Which one shocks the most? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Eyed Peas - 黑眼豆豆合唱團 &lt;/span&gt;(Feels like 童童兒童合唱團)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady GaGa - 女神卡卡&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;Ka Ka Ka Ka...)&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry - 凱蒂佩芮 (I don't even know this character)&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce - 碧昂絲 (It's not /s/ at the end!)&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift - 泰勒絲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P!nk - 紅粉佳人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson - 凱莉克萊森&lt;br /&gt;Colbie Caillat - 蔻比凱蕾 (Another difficult character)&lt;br /&gt;Adele - 愛黛兒&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay - 酷玩樂團&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kings Of Leon - 里昂王族樂團&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fray - 衝突樂團&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - 年輕歲月合唱團 (I thought it'd be 綠色力量合唱團 something like that lol)&lt;br /&gt;Eric Clapton &amp;amp; Steve Winwood - 艾力克萊普頓與史蒂夫溫伍德&lt;br /&gt;Lady Antebellum - 懷舊女郎&lt;br /&gt;Rascal Flatts - 雷可福磊斯合唱團&lt;br /&gt;Zac Brown Band - 柴克布朗樂團&lt;br /&gt;Sugarland - 甜園合唱團&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Backstreet Boys - 新好男孩/後街男孩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kesha - 惡女凱莎&lt;/span&gt; (She's a witch or bitch...)&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake - 賈斯汀 提姆布萊克&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna - 蕾哈娜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Air Supply - 空中補給合唱團&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyzone - 男孩地帶&lt;br /&gt;Girls Aloud - 嗆女生合唱團&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood - 凱莉 安德伍德&lt;br /&gt;Daughtry - 道奇樂團&lt;br /&gt;Delta Goodrem - 黛兒塔 古德倫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dixie Chicks - 南方小雞&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;狄克西女子合唱團&lt;/span&gt;  (OMFG)&lt;br /&gt;Jordin Sparks - 裘汀史芭克絲&lt;br /&gt;Matchbox Twenty - 火柴盒二十&lt;br /&gt;McFly - 小飛俠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael Learns To Rock - 搖滾麥克&lt;/span&gt; (I thought it'd be 米高學會搖滾樂 something like that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Doubt - 不要懷疑合唱團&lt;/span&gt; (Full of doubts here lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OneRepublic - 共和世代&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dreaming Out Loud - 勇敢夢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Saturdays - 週末女優&lt;/span&gt; (Why 女優...)&lt;br /&gt;Sugababes - 甜心寶貝&lt;br /&gt;Sweetbox - 糖果盒子合唱團&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take That - 接招合唱團&lt;/span&gt; (出"超必"喇...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Timbaland - 提姆巴蘭&lt;/span&gt; (Sounds like foul language)&lt;br /&gt;Westlife - 西城男孩&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park - 聯合公園 / 林肯公園&lt;br /&gt;Owl City - 貓頭鷹城市樂團&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;JLS (Jack the Lad Swing) - 搖擺不定男生&lt;/span&gt; (OMFFFFG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jay Sean - 尚杰倫&lt;/span&gt; (Jay Chau's brother...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pitbull - 嘻哈鬥牛梗&lt;/span&gt;  (@#$%^&amp;amp;*! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough... dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4698481971585315781?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4698481971585315781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4698481971585315781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4698481971585315781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4698481971585315781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-do-these-terrible-translations.html' title='Where do these terrible translations come from?'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4486665585170772118</id><published>2010-01-11T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:11:53.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>The taste of voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne Ward: vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Mika: popcorn&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Tedder@OneRepublic: AirWave (the red one)&lt;br /&gt;Robbie Williams: whisky&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey: honey&lt;br /&gt;Rob Thomas: Big Mac&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood: red wine&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake: cucumber&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Horler@Cascada: watermelon&lt;br /&gt;Blake Lewis: roast chicken leg&lt;br /&gt;Jordin Sparks: tomato&lt;br /&gt;Lady GaGa: Bloody Mary&lt;br /&gt;Delta Goodrem: orange&lt;br /&gt;Leona Lewis: marshmallow&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Bedingfield: fruit salad&lt;br /&gt;Natasha Bedingfield: tuna sandwich&lt;br /&gt;Brian Littrell@Backstreet Boys: mango&lt;br /&gt;Nick Carter@Backstreet Boys: tofu fa&lt;br /&gt;Howie Dorough@Backstreet Boys: green apple&lt;br /&gt;A. J. Mclean@Backstreet Boys: mash potato&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Richardson@Backstreet Boys: soda water&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry: roast sausage&lt;br /&gt;Celine Dion: chili&lt;br /&gt;Nicky Byrne@Westlife: mint&lt;br /&gt;Kian Egan@Westlife: Coca Cola coke light&lt;br /&gt;Mark Feehily@Westlife: fries&lt;br /&gt;Shane Filan@Westlife: cappuccino&lt;br /&gt;Brian McFadden@Westlife: chocolate milk&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz: iceberg lettuce&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keys: Russian soup&lt;br /&gt;Timbaland: dry French bread&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Powter: ice tea&lt;br /&gt;Beyoncé: balsam pear&lt;br /&gt;Ciara: curry&lt;br /&gt;Nelly Furtado: kiwi&lt;br /&gt;Pink: spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;Enrique Iglesias: beef from Yoshinoya&lt;br /&gt;Jack Johnson: cabbage (the green one)&lt;br /&gt;Colbie Caillat: whipped cream&lt;br /&gt;Miley Cyrus: lime&lt;br /&gt;Enya: apple&lt;br /&gt;Madonna: vodka cranberry&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna: onion jam&lt;br /&gt;Mary J. Blige: peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;Whitney Houston: butter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4486665585170772118?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4486665585170772118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4486665585170772118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4486665585170772118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4486665585170772118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/taste-of-voice.html' title='The taste of voice'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5204932457576113840</id><published>2010-01-09T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:13:08.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>Twelve Dollars Left In My Pocket - Little Tone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disc 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everything's Gonna Be So Hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Can't Love For A Reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. With No Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Too Many Lonely People In The World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Niagara Falls, I Love You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Princess Disaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Save Every Cent, Spend Every Dollar&lt;br /&gt;8. Twelve Dollars Left In My Pocket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. All My Bad Habbits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Savageness (Feat. Wayne Chan, NOT me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. I Don't Love Anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Everything's Gonna Be So Hard (Forever mix)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Foul Language (F^k'em All) *Bouns Track&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Cut My Wrist *Bouns Track&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Suiside (Hidden Track) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disc 2 - Bonus DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everything's Gonna Be So Hard &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Twelve Dollars Left In My Pocket &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pricess Disaster&lt;b&gt; Music Video&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Making of Twelve Dollars Left In My Pocket&lt;br /&gt;5. Suicide Journey - Documetary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Released On 9 Jan 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Little Tone :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5204932457576113840?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5204932457576113840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5204932457576113840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5204932457576113840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5204932457576113840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/twelve-dollars-left-in-my-pocket-little.html' title='Twelve Dollars Left In My Pocket - Little Tone'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8101976916087660107</id><published>2009-12-31T10:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:13:32.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marching On'/><title type='text'>There will always be a new year</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to describe or conclude 2009, whatever. Not into politic but it's getting worse. Care about the environment but it's still getting worse. Worry about my study and it's already been bad lol. Facing a financial crisis and I'm gonna get bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey, what's going on? Couldn't it be worse? No no no, the worst is coming, I'm sure... More than this, whatever it is, baby I like days like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have fun tonight and wish you the best (or worst, if you want) in 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8101976916087660107?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8101976916087660107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8101976916087660107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8101976916087660107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8101976916087660107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-will-always-be-new-year.html' title='There will always be a new year'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5206594509851856679</id><published>2009-12-26T12:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:14:32.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All This Time'/><title type='text'>Fucked up</title><content type='html'>What a day, what a day, what a day. I turned my healthy life pace into a big big mess. Well guess I just wanted to have fun but don't feel good at all. Anyway I love Christmas, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very light sleeper. I haven't got enough sleep these 2 days. Feels like I'm dreaming all day. To be honest, I really hate people snoring. But you can't control them... and they don't know. I won't hate you if you're a good guy. You know what I mean, hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't sent any gift out. Time doesn't matter dude, just remember that's your Christmas gift but not new year gift. (Cos I'm sure you're gonna get it after new year lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get that nipple stickers from somebody:p You promised me that, don't forget...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5206594509851856679?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5206594509851856679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5206594509851856679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5206594509851856679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5206594509851856679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/fucked-up.html' title='Fucked up'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-1288041851812437511</id><published>2009-11-29T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:36:44.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank all the right friends in all the wrong places</title><content type='html'>Well, you guys finally all didn't come to see the my performance in the final! Never mind. We had a lot of fun. Holy God! I did it with having a sore throat. It was really a big surprise to hear my name being called when result's out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm looking forward to taking part next year, and seeing Mika again in Hong Kong (waiting for another 3 years again?)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-1288041851812437511?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1288041851812437511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=1288041851812437511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1288041851812437511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1288041851812437511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-all-right-friends-in-all-wrong.html' title='Thank all the right friends in all the wrong places'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8752211532559712469</id><published>2009-11-19T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:16:01.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><title type='text'>A little dream about you</title><content type='html'>It's been a while that I haven't seen you in my dreams. But this time, oh God! It must be the best kiss I've ever had! You don't know how much I wish it'd be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my dear friend, I know we're always best friends, better stop my fantasy LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8752211532559712469?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8752211532559712469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8752211532559712469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8752211532559712469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8752211532559712469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-dream-about-you.html' title='A little dream about you'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-3862893037423263088</id><published>2009-11-16T22:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:16:30.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>3 IN 1</title><content type='html'>November's must-have items:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404701851471523346" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SwFbstXbLhI/AAAAAAAAASc/2aiw72PqCcs/s320/B002L16Q3G.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reality Killed the Video Star - Robbie Williams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SwFb1WVrsXI/AAAAAAAAASk/uFEolp3k2lg/s1600/onerepublicAlbum.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404701999909024114" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SwFb1WVrsXI/AAAAAAAAASk/uFEolp3k2lg/s320/onerepublicAlbum.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waking Up - OneRepublic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SwFb7OhmAUI/AAAAAAAAASs/ibLErMwq94M/s1600/play-on-carrie-underwood1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404702100890714434" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SwFb7OhmAUI/AAAAAAAAASs/ibLErMwq94M/s320/play-on-carrie-underwood1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Play On - Carrie Underwood&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/7709834920804579317-3862893037423263088?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3862893037423263088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=3862893037423263088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3862893037423263088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3862893037423263088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-in-1.html' title='3 IN 1'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SwFbstXbLhI/AAAAAAAAASc/2aiw72PqCcs/s72-c/B002L16Q3G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6487094301180293598</id><published>2009-10-15T19:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:19:32.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>This is unbelievable! (I cry silently...)</title><content type='html'>I put my contact lenses in the case as usually when I went home. Then I accidentally hit it onto the floor. I found the case was opened. 'Oh shit! Where were the contacts?' I put on my glasses at once then I found one of them immediately because it was shiny under the light. But where was the other one? I looked into the box but I couldn't see anything. I searched on the floor again and again (during that my dad walked pass), and then my mum joined my 'rescue mission'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'How could you find like this? Even it's still on the floor, you probably have already stepped on it!' I shouted. At the same time I gave up. Well it's gone, let it be. So I threw away the one I found before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Is it in the case?' My mum asked me. 'I checked, no.' I answered with  no doubt. But I went back to the case and have a look then. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT WAS THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...... Why couldn't I see it with my glasses on when I checked before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...... Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...... Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind was suddenly empty. I pretended like I'm alright. I didn't say anything. I walked to the rubbish bin. There were dust, paper, cooking waste, lots of unknowns and the smell that you can smell from a rubbish collecting truck. I gave up again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I'm the one who clean up the rubbish bin everyday. Never say I'm smart again. I felt like an idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried loudly (inside my heart). What a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-6487094301180293598?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6487094301180293598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6487094301180293598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6487094301180293598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6487094301180293598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-unbelievable-i-cry-silently.html' title='This is unbelievable! (I cry silently...)'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7845525911684942299</id><published>2009-10-12T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:19:54.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Messing Up</title><content type='html'>I slept the whole night and dreamed of everything in my so calling life messing up together. Colleagues became my classmates, classmates became my bosses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems this situation has happened on Monday only. That's why I'm so unenergized on Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7845525911684942299?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7845525911684942299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7845525911684942299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7845525911684942299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7845525911684942299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/messing-up.html' title='Messing Up'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8812161201697330709</id><published>2009-10-04T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:20:35.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Why are they so fucking mean?</title><content type='html'>I think everybody knows when to eat - when you're hungry. I hate people asking me to have lunch or dinner when I'm full. I had lunch at 1 and those ass holes forced me to have dinner at 5. That's absolutely ridiculous! Of course I know what's in their stupid mind. Let me tell you, fuck this. There's no way for you to control me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if they wanna play the game, I welcome them. But when the game is over, I'm always not the loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quit before you regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;____________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the festivals I hate. It ruins the nice beginning of my favourite season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8812161201697330709?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8812161201697330709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8812161201697330709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8812161201697330709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8812161201697330709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-are-they-so-fucking-mean.html' title='Why are they so fucking mean?'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8331405152089425923</id><published>2009-09-24T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:21:19.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Thank you all</title><content type='html'>Hey, guys! Thanks for all your birthday messages :D Though there's not any celebration, and I've been working since I went home, I'm happy to see them.  I know the sms charges quite a lot so next time simply just leave it on my blog, I'll see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I still haven't come across any wishes but those you sent me are the best wishes.Of course I wish my dreams would come true lol. For example... haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I better go back and keep on working. Thanks again:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I supposed to get some books from the HKU library. But I guess I really can't get on well with the books that I couldn't find what I wanted, got lost in the university (I think I don't have that part of DNA for reading maps lol) and was totally exhausted. Sounds like a stupid day trip. Anyway, one thing - The guys there are cute... (Don't throw bananas on me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8331405152089425923?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8331405152089425923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8331405152089425923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8331405152089425923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8331405152089425923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you-all.html' title='Thank you all'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4217920348539345544</id><published>2009-09-21T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:21:38.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>Backstreet Boys - Straight Throughh My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_ymNTLqPzQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_ymNTLqPzQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already pre-ordered the new album, which will be released in Oct! This is the first single "Straight Through My Heart". Excellent song+video, enjoy it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Can't see the video? Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_ymNTLqPzQ"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://img.kupig.cn/singer/20098/200982901532.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; width: 400px;" /&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/7709834920804579317-4217920348539345544?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4217920348539345544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4217920348539345544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4217920348539345544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4217920348539345544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/backstreet-boys-straight-throughh-my.html' title='Backstreet Boys - Straight Throughh My Heart'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-2373196140934877396</id><published>2009-09-19T17:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:21:54.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Who the fuck did this?</title><content type='html'>I just found out the 6th disc in my FRINGE Season 1 was missed. I admit that sometimes I lose something because of my carelessness, but this time I'm 100% sure this is not my fault. I watched it from the first disc, one by one. the last time I watched disc 3, which was 1 week ago. Then I had never touched it till today. I checked on the day I bought it and there were 7 in total, I am so fucking sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, who did this? It'd be either my brother or dad. My mum never touches my DVDs cause she's not into it. Though my dad isn't into it either, but he's quite a lier and an irresponsible person. He lied to my mum several times about something he did wrong before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I can only conclude is. I have to buy a new one. And that's not cheap. Oh God damn it! I'm really really angry and disappointed! It's impossible that it just disappeared. I'm so into this Sci-Fi series but I'm not crazy - I never believe there's such a thing. Someone probably has put the disc to some other place or even thrown it away. How could it be!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383114172775717506" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SrSp0bWq2oI/AAAAAAAAARk/-QFEaEFr-Lc/s320/photo.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-2373196140934877396?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2373196140934877396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=2373196140934877396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2373196140934877396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2373196140934877396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-fuck-did-this.html' title='Who the fuck did this?'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SrSp0bWq2oI/AAAAAAAAARk/-QFEaEFr-Lc/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-1799496757058789051</id><published>2009-09-18T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:22:21.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Be a great author?</title><content type='html'>Today I suddenly wanted to write stories. I've never studies any literature, my language ability is not good, can't write beautiful words. So what am I thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-1799496757058789051?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1799496757058789051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=1799496757058789051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1799496757058789051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1799496757058789051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-great-author.html' title='Be a great author?'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5161291120121313985</id><published>2009-09-17T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:22:49.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Break Anotha!</title><content type='html'>I guess I've over BROKEN my iPhone. It finally lead me back to the beginning that I gotta restore it again. God knows what a piece of work it is!? NEVER install too many of those strange apps on it. Just like if you have $100, spend $70 and save $30. Though I still don't know which app caused the problem - it couldn't be switched on, just being stuck at the Apple logo screen. Anyway, I'll be very careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm watching 'Sync in progress' screen. At least it's been lasting for more than 30 mins. Could it be just a bit faster?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5161291120121313985?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5161291120121313985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5161291120121313985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5161291120121313985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5161291120121313985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/break-anotha.html' title='Break Anotha!'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5846553825260088716</id><published>2009-09-11T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:23:05.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>The Day I Died - Just Jack</title><content type='html'>Such a great song. The tone feels happy but when I'm listening, I feel so sad. (Maybe cos of the lyrics and his voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z9Dfgbz61RQ"&gt;Video here&lt;/a&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/7709834920804579317-5846553825260088716?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5846553825260088716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5846553825260088716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5846553825260088716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5846553825260088716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-i-died-just-jack.html' title='The Day I Died - Just Jack'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4866927135351926705</id><published>2009-09-05T19:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:23:24.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Nice Day</title><content type='html'>Went to Sai Kung with Grant today. The weather was really good. The sun shone so brightly (That I felt so hot and kept sweating all the time, both of us did!) with a clear blue sky. That's a picture you can only see outside, in nature, far away from the busy central district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SqJSTvevgsI/AAAAAAAAAP0/1dMY7YJK6uc/s1600-h/IMG_0156_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377951404150194882" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SqJSTvevgsI/AAAAAAAAAP0/1dMY7YJK6uc/s320/IMG_0156_2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SqJSTvevgsI/AAAAAAAAAP0/1dMY7YJK6uc/s1600-h/IMG_0156_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole day was extremely hot and humid. You know I always hate hot weather but I didn't care this time. It's enjoyable:) Anyway we should've worn shorts instead of jeans. They could kill people in that condition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the beach there is really nice. Without swim suits, all we could do was walking on it. We saw some people lying on the sand RIGHT UNDER that horrible sunshine, enjoying the hellish sunbath. Grant said, 'Absolutely MAD!' Well those would definitely regret for that. (Oh my skin... :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SqJSgGMAcWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WLTpTFd9pEo/s1600-h/IMG_0167.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377951616404058466" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SqJSgGMAcWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WLTpTFd9pEo/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time, I should rent a boat and go out to the sea. That's the only way to forget about the hot weather and make my summer holiday worthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4866927135351926705?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4866927135351926705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4866927135351926705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4866927135351926705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4866927135351926705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/nice-day.html' title='Nice Day'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SqJSTvevgsI/AAAAAAAAAP0/1dMY7YJK6uc/s72-c/IMG_0156_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6440516870755289266</id><published>2009-09-01T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:23:55.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Dead and Gone</title><content type='html'>I dyed my hair yesterday. Today the manager said it's too golden, asked me to dye it back to dark. That's shit. I will make it better but just not black anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels strange when you run into your ex, does it. I did yesterday and just pretended not seeing him! XXXX, I gotta forget this again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-6440516870755289266?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6440516870755289266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6440516870755289266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6440516870755289266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6440516870755289266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/dead-and-gone.html' title='Dead and Gone'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6848006411445080844</id><published>2009-08-26T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:24:13.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Life'/><title type='text'>Them F__king Thieves!</title><content type='html'>I've finally believed there are so many thieves in the store. I lost 2 USB drives. The whole thing sucks. Why are those people so cheap? (My drives are very cheap, models from ages ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I really have to take much more care of my personal belongings (I always do) during my working time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And never go to Jusco Store. It does everybody good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-6848006411445080844?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6848006411445080844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6848006411445080844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6848006411445080844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6848006411445080844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/them-fking-thieves.html' title='Them F__king Thieves!'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-616955738318605981</id><published>2009-08-25T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:24:29.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Made For You'/><title type='text'>Check this out! The All-American Rejects</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqW9YoL401I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqW9YoL401I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330033;"&gt;Gives You Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5cZ61Z79uGQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5cZ61Z79uGQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Wind Blows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663300; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663300; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663300; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Songs from the album 'When the World Comes Down'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SpP6C1Oiq1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JZjifRdvIR8/s1600-h/Aarwhentheworldcomesdown1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373913706937887570" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SpP6C1Oiq1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JZjifRdvIR8/s320/Aarwhentheworldcomesdown1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-616955738318605981?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/616955738318605981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=616955738318605981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/616955738318605981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/616955738318605981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/check-this-out-all-american-rejects.html' title='Check this out! The All-American Rejects'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SpP6C1Oiq1I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JZjifRdvIR8/s72-c/Aarwhentheworldcomesdown1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-2531028849486175211</id><published>2009-08-19T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:22:48.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult!</title><content type='html'>I'm dealing with something called CSS. It's so fucking complicated! But I wanna create a nice design for the blog. So bless me!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just spent more than 2 hours finding out how to change the background of the page, cool? There'll be much more to be done, hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-2531028849486175211?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2531028849486175211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=2531028849486175211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2531028849486175211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2531028849486175211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/difficult.html' title='Difficult!'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-3167801322448656639</id><published>2009-08-15T12:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:06:25.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5989754&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=ff9933&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5989754&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=ff9933&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you! Designers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Can't see? Click this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5989754?hd=1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://vimeo.com/5989754?hd=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5989754"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cover creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/peterbelanger"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Peter Belanger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-3167801322448656639?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3167801322448656639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=3167801322448656639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3167801322448656639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3167801322448656639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/cover-creation.html' title='Cover creation'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-719444657989811748</id><published>2009-08-08T13:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:17:10.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All This Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>I'm giving up</title><content type='html'>If we deserve to meet someday, we will. If not, your smile will always be there in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-719444657989811748?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/719444657989811748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=719444657989811748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/719444657989811748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/719444657989811748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-giving-up.html' title='I&apos;m giving up'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5070146020032629856</id><published>2009-08-07T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T10:46:02.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. my PC</title><content type='html'>What a morning! I found my PC couldn't be switched on. I checked everything (I could), but had no idea. My mum must be gonna say SOMETHING. And everything when there's something wrong with the computer, bad luck will come to me. For whatever sake, please don't!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5070146020032629856?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5070146020032629856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5070146020032629856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5070146020032629856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5070146020032629856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/rip-my-pc.html' title='R.I.P. my PC'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-1395074445639073390</id><published>2009-07-30T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:17:39.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All This Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>1/2</title><content type='html'>Keep going or giving up? I'm the former but kinda want the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really, really wanna see him again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-1395074445639073390?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1395074445639073390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=1395074445639073390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1395074445639073390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1395074445639073390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/12.html' title='1/2'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-3383172576886726635</id><published>2009-07-22T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:03:10.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordin Sparks - Battlefield</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hiphop-n-more.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/jordin-sparks-battlefield-album-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 414px; height: 418px;" src="http://hiphop-n-more.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/jordin-sparks-battlefield-album-cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hiphop-n-more.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/jordin-sparks-battlefield-album-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wTjgKLRg5p4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wTjgKLRg5p4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new album has been released.&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/7709834920804579317-3383172576886726635?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3383172576886726635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=3383172576886726635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3383172576886726635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3383172576886726635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/jordin-sparks-battlefield.html' title='Jordin Sparks - Battlefield'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6562704734227508854</id><published>2009-07-17T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:39:00.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, that sucks</title><content type='html'>Guess how many things will have been missed in your life time? No answer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe there might be a probability that you can get back what you've missed. It might be very very low, even you try hard. But if you don't, it'll definately be zero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder where does my faith come from? Sometimes I feel stupid about it. Though, on the other hand, I thank it. Without it, how am I suppose to hold on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just take that chance back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-6562704734227508854?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6562704734227508854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6562704734227508854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6562704734227508854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6562704734227508854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-that-sucks.html' title='Oh, that sucks'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7679214566325612065</id><published>2009-07-06T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:54:26.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That is not interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SlF1MNGjgmI/AAAAAAAAANw/oB-E13Y4LWw/s1600-h/account.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 65px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SlF1MNGjgmI/AAAAAAAAANw/oB-E13Y4LWw/s400/account.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355190284456264290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F_ _k you :/ What do you expect me to do with this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7679214566325612065?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7679214566325612065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7679214566325612065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7679214566325612065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7679214566325612065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-is-not-interesting.html' title='That is not interesting'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SlF1MNGjgmI/AAAAAAAAANw/oB-E13Y4LWw/s72-c/account.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-2935318745561316339</id><published>2009-07-04T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:37:08.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That God damn results</title><content type='html'>I just found out the exam results have already been released. I totally forgot about the whole thing. Er, well everything's better than what I expected but didn't reach what I want. Should I be happy or what?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not happy. I still have too much to think about, too much! Damn I wish I could install a duo processor in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-2935318745561316339?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2935318745561316339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=2935318745561316339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2935318745561316339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2935318745561316339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-god-damn-results.html' title='That God damn results'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8343091486843035272</id><published>2009-07-01T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T18:18:44.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>I need your help</title><content type='html'>I know I always think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he started to tell me the story, I was just listening. Suddenly something crashed into my mind. Was it a warning? Or an implication? I wanna know the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time the words get stuck there in my throat, I just can't say what I wanna say. Oh maybe some alcohol can let them burst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been keeping too much things in my mind. I think it's gonna be ok if I don't say anything. It seems I'm totally wrong. I really need to tell him. That's the only way to solve the problem. Poison cures poison. Does it work? I'm ready to cost what it may.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8343091486843035272?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8343091486843035272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8343091486843035272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8343091486843035272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8343091486843035272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-your-help.html' title='I need your help'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-999443853049797522</id><published>2009-06-25T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:04:17.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya, it's fine</title><content type='html'>I fell down from the stairs last week, hit my head, hit my butt and hurt my shoulder. But I'm alright! Though I still feel painful when I walk or run, it's lucky that I'm not lame and haven't become insane. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if keep working like this, I'll probably be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-999443853049797522?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/999443853049797522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=999443853049797522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/999443853049797522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/999443853049797522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/ya-its-fine.html' title='Ya, it&apos;s fine'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-433237444942835425</id><published>2009-06-08T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:17:10.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob Thomas - Her Diamonds</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/340480126" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=22931217001&amp;amp;playerId=340480126&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="486" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for the album to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-433237444942835425?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/433237444942835425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=433237444942835425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/433237444942835425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/433237444942835425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/rob-thomas-her-diamonds.html' title='Rob Thomas - Her Diamonds'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7227294947612471552</id><published>2009-05-28T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:56:54.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best is yet to come</title><content type='html'>I guess nobody likes to have a tough job. Hey now I have one, not the toughest one I've ever had but the second one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What hurts the most is my legs and feet. Standing for eight hours is not a joke. Especially for a lazy guy like me, it's just like a punishment. The most important thing is the salary is low. That makes you truely understand making money is not easy. Of course I knew it ages ago. I'm just giving myself some training. The harder the way to get the money, the less easier for you to spend it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After getting this job, I notice one thing - Hong Kong people really love watching TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7227294947612471552?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7227294947612471552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7227294947612471552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7227294947612471552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7227294947612471552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-is-yet-to-come.html' title='The best is yet to come'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8856223482083991106</id><published>2009-05-22T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:59:02.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money, saving!</title><content type='html'>I've got a new job. Can't believe 1 year later, I'm going back to the same place. Though the salary is still low, but at least I know I'll save some money.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One question, where are my dreams? I haven't had any for a while. You know it's fun to have dreams, though they're all freaky. Some of them make me laugh, some make me cry, some make me think. Of course when I see sb, I'll be... I don't know. Feels like everytime it goes on a way that I don't really want. Or when it's really what I want, I always wake up so soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never get the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably I've already had it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8856223482083991106?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8856223482083991106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8856223482083991106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8856223482083991106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8856223482083991106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/money-saving.html' title='Money, saving!'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-1431033606127353652</id><published>2009-05-16T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:56:21.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Grant</title><content type='html'>Thank you all, I was really happy tonight. Sorry for not being well prepared.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I would answer all your wishes, if you ask me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Grant, I hope all your wishes come true, Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you like my present :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-1431033606127353652?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1431033606127353652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=1431033606127353652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1431033606127353652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1431033606127353652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-to-grant.html' title='Happy Birthday to Grant'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-740729616768265328</id><published>2009-05-11T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:42:24.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It feels like I've been taking exams for a month, though I didn't work  harder than I used to. No regrets, no! I still have a little bit of luck, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Time's gonna be too much. I gotta plan for everything or I'll waste my holiday, that hellish long holiday. Now I really look forward to Friday night, it must be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I haven't seen Tim for a long time (actually not even a year, why so long?), maybe he's also been taking exams. Hey man if you see this, give me a message, tell me when will you come back and I'll pick you up. Also I need to plan what to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Don't let the vest guy takes the girl away, again:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I haven't been sleeping well for weeks. That makes me having a headache frequently. but really, it's kinda good for me cos I've been going to bed earlier. Good to adjust my body again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday, I had a dream which was quite weird. As usual I was in a school with the similar people. While I was on the school bus (Stupid, how could it be? I'm not a primary student), two bitches pissed me off. I became totally balistic and killed many people, and distroyed the school. How? I don't remember. It seemed like some kind of unatural power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here came the weirdest part: Everyone then got a piece of paper. It's about different people in different class would be needed to met in a particular time. I didn't have that notice. Later Dino came to me and asked what's my time. I said I'd tell him later. Then I saw Bwing. He, err... kinda wanted to cry. He said, ' School no more, but I've paid the tution fee. Do you?' Haha, of course I didn't. I then asked him, 'Don't you blame me, it's all my fault.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When he's gonna answer, you should know what happened - my alarm rang. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uh... again, another mistery for me to figure out what does it mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-740729616768265328?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/740729616768265328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=740729616768265328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/740729616768265328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/740729616768265328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/cheers.html' title='Cheers!'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4378168440190582797</id><published>2009-04-04T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:56:25.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's "What Would You Do?" Puts Gay Couple in Sports Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qD97D6OEV80&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qD97D6OEV80&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ABC News Tested Americans' increasing open-mindedness, they staged a verbal gay-bashing scenario at a local sports bar in Linden, N.J. They hired an actor to play a homophobic patron. 2 Actors to play a gay couple, played the targets of his slurs. Two additional actors played a heterosexual couple at the opposite end of the bar. Watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4378168440190582797?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4378168440190582797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4378168440190582797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4378168440190582797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4378168440190582797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/abcs-what-would-you-do-puts-gay-couple.html' title='ABC&apos;s &quot;What Would You Do?&quot; Puts Gay Couple in Sports Bar'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7833026324161058896</id><published>2009-04-01T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:46:18.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I had finished the quiz and was leaving from KEC, (I think) I saw a classmate from secondary school. The time I looked at him was less than 1 second but I was quite sure that was he - The same hairstyle, which wasn't very neat, and the clothes, which was very untidy. I didn't say hi and kept on walking away. I don't dislike him, just think it's not a big deal. If I didn't meet him today, I wouldn't remember such a person anyway. Well, somebody may think I'm so heartless!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was sitting on the minibus on the way home, I smelt a strange smell from the person sitting next to me. And then I realized he was a classmate from primary school. What the hell! He was tidy but I wonder what the smell was?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7833026324161058896?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7833026324161058896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7833026324161058896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7833026324161058896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7833026324161058896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-i-had-finished-quiz-and-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4877086291418795014</id><published>2009-03-15T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:39:42.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song For A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVKjlQ0_WWo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVKjlQ0_WWo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well your magic he said but don't let it all go to your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cause I bet if you all had it all figured out then you’d never get out of bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No doubt of all the things that I've read what he wrote me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Is now sounding like the man I was hoping to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I keep keeping it real cause it keeps getting easier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He's the reason that I'm laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Even if there's no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He said you've got to love yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He said you shouldn't mumble when you speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But keep your tongue up in your cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And if you stumble onto something better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Remember that it's humble that you seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And you've got all the skill you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Individuality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You've got something. They call it gumption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;They call it anything you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Because when you play the fool now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You're only fooling everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You're learning to love yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Yes you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There's no price to pay when you give what you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That's why it's easy to thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Let's say take a break from our day and get back to the old garage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Because Life’s too short anyway but at least it’s better than average&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As long as you got me and I got you, you know we got a lot to go around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'll be your friend, your other brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Another love to calm and comfort you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And I'll keep reminding if it's the only thing I ever do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I will always love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(It's you i love our love is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's you i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it's you i love love love...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Climb up over the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Survey the state of the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You’ve got to find out for yourself whether or not you’re truly trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why not give it a shot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Shake it. Take control and inevitably wind up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Find out for yourself all the strengths you have inside still rising. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Climb up over the top. Survey the state of the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You've got to find out for yourself whether or not you're truly trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why not give it a shot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Shake it. Take control and inevitably wind up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Find out for yourself all the strengths you have inside still rising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(It's you I love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Climb up over the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Survey the state of the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You’ve got to find out for yourself whether or not you’re truly trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why not give it a shot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Shake it. Take control and inevitably wind up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Find out for yourself all the strengths you have inside of you.&lt;/span&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/7709834920804579317-4877086291418795014?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4877086291418795014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4877086291418795014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4877086291418795014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4877086291418795014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-for-friend.html' title='Song For A Friend'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6554104098352302989</id><published>2009-03-02T00:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:20:47.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a boring party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/Saq001GbLQI/AAAAAAAAANI/vLEGj8Vrmzc/s1600-h/IMG_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/Saq001GbLQI/AAAAAAAAANI/vLEGj8Vrmzc/s320/IMG_0252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308253930509774082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was far away from what I expected, quite disapointed, though it's meaningful. No drinks, just a little food (funny food, tomatoes on biscuits!). The music was nice but nobody danced.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/Saq08k8jGSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_ig3qE2RRT4/s320/IMG_0254.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308254063612336418" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is cool! The man drew on the sand with his finger. Do we call it 'Sand-drawing'? Can you see he's drawing a rose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/Saq1bbnqZqI/AAAAAAAAANY/L5ScxY9mkpE/s400/IMG_0255.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308254593684760226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosemary, she's much more beautiful than what I saw on the photos.&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/7709834920804579317-6554104098352302989?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6554104098352302989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6554104098352302989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6554104098352302989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6554104098352302989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-boring-party.html' title='What a boring party'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/Saq001GbLQI/AAAAAAAAANI/vLEGj8Vrmzc/s72-c/IMG_0252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5401888462266073045</id><published>2009-02-22T17:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:00:03.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck?</title><content type='html'>I don't know why my left eyelid keep 'jumping' today. A colleague said that if it's the left one, good lick will come. If it's the right one, then bad luck will come. Anyway it's just a legend. Nothing special has happened. But it's uncomfortable that the eyelid keep jumping!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen a lot of drawings behind the seats of the mini buses but this is the first time I see one on the bus. How come there are such kind of people who have no social morals? If you want to share your art, I think there are many ways but not like this:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SaEhGPgTUJI/AAAAAAAAAM4/iciz1XNW2P8/s320/IMG_0250.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305558227144102034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5401888462266073045?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5401888462266073045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5401888462266073045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5401888462266073045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5401888462266073045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-luck.html' title='Good luck?'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SaEhGPgTUJI/AAAAAAAAAM4/iciz1XNW2P8/s72-c/IMG_0250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4827762211233735914</id><published>2009-02-16T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:26:26.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to bake</title><content type='html'>Haven't made cakes for a long time. This afternoon I supposed to make a green tea+red bean cake. But that poor supermarket down there is just too small, I couldn't find the green tea powder. So I changed the idea. It finally became a chocolate strawberry cake. I always think chocolate and strawberry are perfect match!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v651/66/53/736006727/n736006727_1512368_357.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I don't have very good skill, look at the top part, I have to cut it away:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v651/66/53/736006727/n736006727_1512379_9093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v651/66/53/736006727/n736006727_1512379_9093.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The decoration is probably ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2308/66/53/736006727/n736006727_1512383_9535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2308/66/53/736006727/n736006727_1512383_9535.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to eat! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wanted to have a big party where all of the food is made by my friends and me together. It must be fun! The process is very enjoyable (which the washing after that is terrible:p). Unfortunately it's hard to find a suitable place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4827762211233735914?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4827762211233735914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4827762211233735914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4827762211233735914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4827762211233735914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-to-bake.html' title='Time to bake'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-598419111846209374</id><published>2009-02-15T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:45:13.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day</title><content type='html'>In such a humid day, I think I have underestimated the power of the germs in the library. My hands have been irritated for the whole day. It feels very, very itchy, no matter how frequent I washed them! :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I'm a little bit sad with the exam result. Now there is a dirty pot on the big picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Yem, she's got a fever, 39'c! But it's still under my highest record which was 40'c. It happened ages ago when I was a little kid. She joked that it didn't make me a genius. I should be very happy that it didn't made me a moron! Since she's been suffering from this, I had to finish the assignment for her. Not the whole thing, just the design part. I really don't understand what's the purpose for a language course to do a design assignment!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-598419111846209374?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/598419111846209374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=598419111846209374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/598419111846209374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/598419111846209374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-day.html' title='What a day'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8159086937157372374</id><published>2009-02-13T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:48:23.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God I've passed!</title><content type='html'>I read my exam result of semester 1 this afternoon when I was helping Yem with her homework (again LOL). I'm really really glad that I've passed in Finance&amp;amp;Accounting - a big &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;! That matches my expectation:) And the other subjects, the results are ok. Although the grades are higher than what I expected, I think I was just a little bit lucky!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, tomorrow is Valentine's Day! Single people don't be sad, cos I'm happy! Just enjoy the life:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8159086937157372374?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8159086937157372374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8159086937157372374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8159086937157372374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8159086937157372374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-god-ive-passed.html' title='Thank God I&apos;ve passed!'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7446234785278738084</id><published>2009-02-09T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:15:33.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Or Get Lost</title><content type='html'>I think recently someone's getting very unrespectful. Every morning I'm waken up by the ringtone. And the volume from the phone is fucking high, which I can clearly hear the conversation. Do you know how annoying it is? And here's the question: who's the person? Who else can it be! It's my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(W=me, A=him, B=the fucking bitch who makes the calls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(the phone rang, I was waken up*~*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: Waai, xxxxxxx...xxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B: xxxxx! xxxxx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: xxxxxxxxxxxx, xxxxxxx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;W: Hey, stopping talking on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B: xxxxx, xxxxx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: xxxx, maybe let me call you when I wake up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B: xxx! Don't sleep! xxxx, xxxxxxx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;W: I say, stopping talking on the phone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B: xxxx, xxxx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: ok, wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Then he woke up, got out of the room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(But I could still hear a little sound from him, but fucking ignore it, I gotta sleep LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron and bitch. I think I really have to warn him. Next time I should put a big note on the door: &lt;strong&gt;Turn off your mobile phone before you come in. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7446234785278738084?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7446234785278738084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7446234785278738084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7446234785278738084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7446234785278738084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/stay-or-get-lost.html' title='Stay Or Get Lost'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5362879931466938211</id><published>2009-02-07T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:05:53.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>I found the old photos of me which were took a few years ago, they are quite funny! I don't know how to describe the changes on my face. But I can prove that my face doesn't really reflect my age. It means when I'm over 40, 50, I think I'll still look like 30:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5362879931466938211?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5362879931466938211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5362879931466938211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5362879931466938211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5362879931466938211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-9029634548957339987</id><published>2009-02-04T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:44:48.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Flat Life Continues</title><content type='html'>Since the Lunar New Year came a little bit early this year, Febuary is gonna be very flat. Oh, there's still one thing I used to worry in this month but now I feel much better. Someone said in the first year, the college doesn't charge any fee if you have to retake a subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really worry about if I've failed in any subjects. Cause I clearly know 80% or maybe even higher the chance I may have failed in Finance and Accounting. What I really worried was the fee! Now worries no more:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I'm saving up some money (I should have been doing that but, you know what happened before...LOL). Even 'Sales' are everywhere, I'm not interested. I'm not those kind of people who always want to blow all of their money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the coming months, there aren't special days until May, 2 birthdays. They're after the exam so I should be well prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The weather's getting warmer, I start to miss winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-9029634548957339987?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9029634548957339987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=9029634548957339987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/9029634548957339987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/9029634548957339987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-flat-life-continues.html' title='Oh, Flat Life Continues'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-706553574052726445</id><published>2009-01-31T10:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:13:05.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Morning</title><content type='html'>On Saturday morning I usually wake up at 10:30, then have my 'breaklunch' (breakfast+lunch) and go to work. Today I woke up at 9. Actually I was awaken at 8 something cos of my cold. Damn my stupid brother that I was infected by him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again those medicines seem not to work on me. Highly I have to visit the doctor again. Who pays my money back? You jackass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside this I spent sometime and read my past posts on this blog. Oh dear I think I have to hide some of them! How embarassing they are! But I just don't think people really read those paragraphs, haha. So I don't really worry about it at all. Forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-706553574052726445?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/706553574052726445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=706553574052726445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/706553574052726445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/706553574052726445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleepless-morning.html' title='Sleepless Morning'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-9067098492923987007</id><published>2009-01-25T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:25:25.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think I'm not a very good organizer but I'm glad I'm not a failure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Grant, Florence and my servants, we had a barbecue in Sai Kung. The weather was exactly what I want, just a little bit too windy, so everyone's shiverring most of the time. Especially when I'd drunk some wine, I could feel the speed of lossing my body temperature was very quick (Thanks for Sim's scarf, you saved my life lol).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did a very stupid thing, but it's worthy. I supposed everyone sang the birthday song together to Ballyee. But they stupid servants just knew a few sentences. It was like I'm the only one who's singing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after the barbecue, some of us went to a disco with Grant. And then so on so on (sorry I'm too lazy to type, at least I know the whole thing and that's enough, this is my own note)! When I finally went home, oh, extremely exhaused! Slipped into bed at once:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-9067098492923987007?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9067098492923987007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=9067098492923987007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/9067098492923987007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/9067098492923987007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/amazing-day.html' title='Amazing Day'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-2458148692873864359</id><published>2009-01-23T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:49:49.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Menopause</title><content type='html'>I'm sure when the time it comes to me, I'll be just as normal as what I suppose to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people do need to learn how to control themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-2458148692873864359?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2458148692873864359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=2458148692873864359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2458148692873864359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2458148692873864359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-menopause.html' title='I Hate Menopause'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5583262387207833438</id><published>2009-01-16T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:48:54.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>I've been wasting my holiday. I'll be back to school on 20. It's better than staying at home and playing games every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have 2 thing s to worry about: the barbecue I've been planning and the new semester. I don't want any other teachers but Grant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very most important thing: I have to be very careful about my expenses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5583262387207833438?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5583262387207833438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5583262387207833438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5583262387207833438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5583262387207833438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-3344025103681757276</id><published>2009-01-11T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:51:09.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish You Well</title><content type='html'>My friend, my dear friend, I don't know what I can do, I just wish you well. You know, a true friend is something you can't always find easily. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;This is for my peoples who just lost somebody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Put your hand way up high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;We will never say bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;As a child there were them times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I didn't get it but you kept me in line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I didn't know why you didn't show up sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;On Sunday mornings, and I missed you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But I'm glad we talked through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;All them grown folk things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Separation brings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You never let me know it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You never let it show because. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You loved me and obviously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;There's so much more left to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;If you were with me today face to face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And everyday life goes on like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"I wish I could talk to you for awhile" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Miss you but I try not to cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;As time goes by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And it's true that you've reached a better place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Still I'd give the world to see your face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And I'm right here next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But it's like you're gone too soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say bye bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And you never got the chance to see how good I've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And you never got to see me back at number one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I wish that you were here to celebrate together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I wish that we could spend the holidays together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I remember when you used to tuck me in at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;With the Teddy Bear you gave to me that I held so tight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I thought you were so strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You'd make it through whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(adapted from Mariah Carey - Bye Bye)&lt;/span&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/7709834920804579317-3344025103681757276?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3344025103681757276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=3344025103681757276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3344025103681757276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3344025103681757276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wish-you-well.html' title='I Wish You Well'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7504685547320463588</id><published>2009-01-01T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:39:50.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye the Worst Year</title><content type='html'>2008 was quite a tough year for me. Although I don't really like it, I have to thank for it. I've learnt much in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to know I should quit design.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to change my bad habbits, though just a little.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to find a new goal in my study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best thing I had in 2008 is, I met my new damn best friend, Grant. And also I love all of you, my damn best friends:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, and good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7504685547320463588?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7504685547320463588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7504685547320463588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7504685547320463588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7504685547320463588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-worst-year.html' title='Goodbye the Worst Year'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-767250700770125264</id><published>2008-12-29T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:41:50.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Here!</title><content type='html'>I'm glad  to meet Eloy and Adrian, they're very nice. Unfortunately it's just a short night and I was a little bit tired. Never mind, I think we'll see each other again someday. Good luck! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I met Yuki tonight. But we didn't talk much since she's working, with some guys walking around celebrating Christmas. How come? It's already 28th. No, the spirit of Christmas is still here LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-767250700770125264?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/767250700770125264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=767250700770125264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/767250700770125264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/767250700770125264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-here.html' title='Hi Here!'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4499963104526487548</id><published>2008-12-19T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:29:43.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Want to Be Blind</title><content type='html'>This morning I made a big mistake. I better said it was an accident, and I nearly got blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was ready to put my contact lenses on, I used the wrong solution to wash them. The one I used is use to remove the proteins and it should never touch with your eyes. But I messed it with the  right one so when I put on the left lens, it burn my eye! I mean the feeling was like burning. Then all of the blood vassels came out, my left eye was very painful and the tears kept coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to have my exam with my glasses today.&lt;br /&gt;And the exam wasn't as difficult as what I first thought, I thank for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm so lucky that I feel much better now, I still can see :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4499963104526487548?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4499963104526487548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4499963104526487548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4499963104526487548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4499963104526487548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-want-to-be-blind.html' title='I Don&apos;t Want to Be Blind'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-5737166855551206372</id><published>2008-12-11T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:40:43.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>The venue my GE exam being held was the one I went to Shayne Ward's mini concert in January. It's big enough but I didn't know why I felt so unnatural when I was sitting there. During the exam I kept coughing, what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found that I ain't really good at doing revision. The things I didn't get in the lesson are so hard for me to remember them after. Some people who are usually defined as good students are good at that, I know. I'm definately not that kind. Sorry I'm not a good student:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-5737166855551206372?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5737166855551206372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=5737166855551206372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5737166855551206372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/5737166855551206372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7985035058044548831</id><published>2008-12-10T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:05:26.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not The End</title><content type='html'>Thinking back about the tough days in the last few weeks, it's not really tough at all. Now is the beginning of my tough days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a moment ago I was tidying my stuff, all of the lecture notes were quite a mess. It took me about an hour. And then I realized there are a lot of things to study. No, I should've realized, just I was very busy (and a little bit lazy:(...) before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Grant at the exit of the MTR station this morning. I think we have the common sense in time management - just in time. Don't waste extra time:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of the first semester. I had the role play to do. It supposed to be quite good but... technical problems! I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Grant the gift after class. I think he'd like it:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7985035058044548831?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7985035058044548831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7985035058044548831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7985035058044548831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7985035058044548831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-end.html' title='Not The End'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-1486059824785240569</id><published>2008-12-10T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:36:37.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Ways To Improve Your English!</title><content type='html'>I hope this helps everyone:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Make goals for your learning. Don't make them too hard! E.g. I'm gonna learn 5 new words every day, or listen to 10 minutes of English TV every day. It'll soon be one of your routine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. There are some excellent websites for English learning. Here are some great ones to begin. Can you find more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.learnenglish.org.hk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.learnenglish.org.hk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (all skills)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/worldservice/learningenglish/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/worldservice/learningenglish/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (good for reading and listening)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://cambridgeenglishonline.com/Phonetics_Focus/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://cambridgeenglishonline.com/Phonetics_Focus/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (good for pronunciation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Talk to yourself quietly on the bus. Have some topics to choose from and try a new one each day (e.g. hobbies, family, last holiday...). Try to 'talk' as much as you can and ask youself: 'How would I say that in English?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Listen to people talking on the bus or MTR. Try to understand what they're talking about. Listen to their pronuciation and the little words the use like, 'well, so, really etc.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. You can see much English in Hong Kong. Try reading the signs on the road and in the MTR, menus in restaurants etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Have a vocabulary notebook or word cards in tyour bag. Write new words in it most days. Try to learn them every day. Learn the spelling too! Take it with you on the bus or while you're sitting waiting. Learn a little and often!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Choose things that you enjoy reading like magazines or story books. You can buy simple books at most good bookshops. Don't worry if you don't understand some words. Try to understand the most important ideas. Reading is fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Read and listen a little and often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Listen to the radio or TV at the same time every day for a few minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10.Some people like to learn Engluish by listening to songs and reading the text. You can find most texts on the internet (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;http://www.lyricsfreak.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; is very easy to use). Try to listen to the pronuciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Why don't you make a small speaking group with your friends? Meet every week or once a month for a drink and talk only in English. You should also join the British Council Student English Club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. Collect stories from the web or newspaper. Underline any interesting grammar or vocabulary you want to remember and then try to use it yourself when you write next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Get a good grammar book (e.g. Raymond Murphy Essential Grammar in Use (elementary) English Grammar in Use (Pre-int and above). Thereare also good websites for grammar practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. Start writing emails to friends in English. Don't worry too much about the grammar, just enjoy writing to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. Watch films with subtitles to help you understand. don't try to listenng to all the film in English if you are tired. Just watch for a few minutes then have a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-1486059824785240569?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1486059824785240569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=1486059824785240569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1486059824785240569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/1486059824785240569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/15-ways-to-improve-your-english.html' title='15 Ways To Improve Your English!'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4086943539596242365</id><published>2008-12-05T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:32:58.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Done</title><content type='html'>I finished the last presentation today. It wasn't as bad as what I first thought although I still don't think I've done well enough. Nevertheless, I'm 50% free now. The other 50% is the exams. So... just try me best.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll never work with THOSE people again. Lazy, irresponsible and... I think it's quite rude to say they're stupid, oh I've said it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I want for Christmas is.... a wallet. I don't wanna use the old one that I've been using it for more than 10 years! (But I'm so proud of that it's still about 60% new LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4086943539596242365?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4086943539596242365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4086943539596242365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4086943539596242365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4086943539596242365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-done.html' title='Finally Done'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-862930182424279793</id><published>2008-12-03T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:19:09.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Damn Perfect Friend List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nothing to do with the order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Yem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Carmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Dino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;B Wing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Tik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Temporarily there are 7. Ya I've put Grant on the list recently. There's a common point between all of them: I befriended everyone of them actively. You just don't know what a difficult thing was it for me. I don't mean no one wants to be friends with me (......). In fact I'm not a very active person. I'll be very active when I meet somebody who I really like. I'll try my best to get the one :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the day comes with that there are 10 people on my list, then it's perfect! (My little wish.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-862930182424279793?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/862930182424279793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=862930182424279793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/862930182424279793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/862930182424279793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn-perfect-friend-list.html' title='The Damn Perfect Friend List'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8559824376807239318</id><published>2008-12-03T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:08:54.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Set Me Free</title><content type='html'>I've been doing my assignments non-stop these days. It's not a new and special thing but I nearly finish them all. Just one presentation left.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, I'm not gonna be free at all. I have to prepare for the exams, buy the gift and the clothes for my Christmas. I'm very short of money! SOSOSOOOOOOO sad :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda wanna look for some hot guys LOL. Am I crazy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8559824376807239318?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8559824376807239318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8559824376807239318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8559824376807239318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8559824376807239318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/set-me-free.html' title='Set Me Free'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4376618639596751458</id><published>2008-11-26T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:17:16.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No One's Willing To Do, I Do.</title><content type='html'>It's been quite an fucking unlucky month that everything has gone wrong. But I'm still alive, fortunately.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If somebody say I've taken too many works by myself, I'll say FUCK YOU SON OF A BITCH. I didn't choose to take them just because no one cares about them. Then who have to do the works? Me. I'm not stupid. But if I don't care either, then I'll be totally an idiot. Just a week left and after the exam I'll be free. I can handle it, I can. I keep telling myself that I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday, I sneaked out during the lesson. I was sorry for that but I had to cause I didn't wanna spend the time watching the presentations which are not really... interesting at all. It's great to chat with Grant in that time. Anything can be fun. Better than anything! I'm not crazy. Ya I'm not. I have never thought that Hong Kong is beautiful. But while we were sitting beside the window which you can see at the view of the Victoria Harbour, at that moment I first thought it's quite beautiful. It might not because of the angle I looked outside was great, it's Grant, you make it beautiful. Do I exaggerate it? Ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he showed me the photos he took a few years ago. Damn :) He's so cute in the photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I kinda wanna have the lessons that day like 'From the Heaven to Hell'. Then I can have a free afternoon every Tuesday. What a wonderful afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4376618639596751458?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4376618639596751458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4376618639596751458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4376618639596751458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4376618639596751458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-ones-willing-to-do-i-do.html' title='No One&apos;s Willing To Do, I Do.'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6643590417071480042</id><published>2008-11-22T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:27:02.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Luck Comes In Threes!</title><content type='html'>I've over spent too much.&lt;div&gt;I've lost the right eye side of my contact lenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My desktop PC has died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may not finish the assignments on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel everything is against me this month. It really sucks! I'm exhausted everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just this night we lost the singing contest. It didn't matter cause I knew we highly wouldn't get the prize. But I'm still very happen cause Grant said our performance was the best. So for me I'm already the winner. Thank you for coming to watch my performance:) You're the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-6643590417071480042?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6643590417071480042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6643590417071480042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6643590417071480042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6643590417071480042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-luck-comes-in-threes.html' title='Bad Luck Comes In Threes!'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7003884698199635921</id><published>2008-11-19T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:29:10.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enya - And Winter Came</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vhL6ISri4_k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vhL6ISri4_k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last must-buy album in this year. Enjoy it with the Christmas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7003884698199635921?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7003884698199635921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7003884698199635921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7003884698199635921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7003884698199635921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/enya-and-winter-came.html' title='Enya - And Winter Came'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8150333453240917724</id><published>2008-11-16T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:31:21.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wihtout Luck</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't say I've been preparing for the singing contest. Actually I haven't practiced a lot. So I failed in the single part. And why could I get into the final because I passed in the pair. But I thought I couldn't. There were just six pairs and I wonderd if they really kicked some of the pairs? Who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8150333453240917724?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8150333453240917724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8150333453240917724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8150333453240917724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8150333453240917724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/wihtout-luck.html' title='Wihtout Luck'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-97963204579634635</id><published>2008-11-10T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:36:12.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Continues</title><content type='html'>Am I really disorganised? I always think I am a organised person, because I have my plans all the time. I set up my schedules and I put everything in order, in categories. Everything is so tidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there have just been too many works, not because of I've been lazy or messed up my schedule. Now I've got 4 group assignments that all of them are needed to be finished at the end of this month. And the singing contest, which I've been preparing for, will be held on this Friday. I gotta be a Superman to deal with all of these!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-97963204579634635?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/97963204579634635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=97963204579634635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/97963204579634635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/97963204579634635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-continues.html' title='Busy Continues'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8023625179970318707</id><published>2008-11-03T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:28:07.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SQ8Qy5KxcpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dto4P1ME2GU/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444955944907410" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SQ8Qy5KxcpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dto4P1ME2GU/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SQ8QrO-hTSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rL99QGdhk_0/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264444824360144162" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SQ8QrO-hTSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rL99QGdhk_0/s400/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw these 2 posters last month in the MTR station. Well my first feeling was... quite embarassing to say that I thought, 'This guy's quite handsome.' And I didn't read the words cause I was in a hurry to my class. When I was going back home, I passed in front of these posters again so I took the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't what the posters were about at the first time, of course I didn't know the fact, which Nick Vujicic (Oh God how to pronounce this word?) was born without limbs before I searched his name on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sorry for him, his story and it's a shame that I thought it's the design of the graphic only. His smile's just so shinny (cute!!:D) and never looks like he's disabled. He's a Christian. I'm not. I don't know if his religion has given him power but he's encouraged me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta be strong although there are and there'll be many problems, difficulties and barriers. I gotta work hard, for the people I love, for him, for myself, for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8023625179970318707?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8023625179970318707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8023625179970318707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8023625179970318707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8023625179970318707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/be-strong.html' title='Be Strong'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SQ8Qy5KxcpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dto4P1ME2GU/s72-c/IMG_0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6368757004705326894</id><published>2008-10-31T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:24:15.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Dead</title><content type='html'>I finally went to see the doctor. I just couldn't suffer from the illness anymore, it's been more than a month. Different from the medicines I took before, the medicines gave by the doctor were so effective. But I don't know if it's the side effect, I felt dizzy and drowsy after taking them. I think feeling drowsy is okay but how could it be dizzy? I wasn't taking drugs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I've set up my daily schedule but the works seem never be done. I know I was lazy these fews days. As soon as I'm fully recovered, I gotta work harder and faster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-6368757004705326894?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6368757004705326894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6368757004705326894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6368757004705326894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6368757004705326894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-not-dead.html' title='I&apos;m Not Dead'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4430370802402762308</id><published>2008-10-22T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:10:42.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Afternoon</title><content type='html'>Well I just had lunch with Grant in the afternoon. It's so funny that he said, 'Hey I know you're rich, you've bought the iPhone, let's see where should we go.' :D Haha, come on, I never look like a rich guy obviously!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had sandwiches. We talked about the ass kids, and many things:) I found that he eats quite a lot, first a sandwich, which it made me so full but he said he's so hungry and he bought a salad. Anyway told me that one taste bad so he'd eaten just half of it. After that he bought another sandwich in the supermarket and and a pancake for his lunch and after-class. I remembered I used to eat so much like him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I supposed to prepare something for him, celebrating his one year in Hong Kong. He mentioned before he has to do some special thing to celebrate it. But I've forgotten to ask when's the date and it's today LOL. Well I'll see whether I can get something as a special gift for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4430370802402762308?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4430370802402762308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4430370802402762308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4430370802402762308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4430370802402762308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-fternoon.html' title='Happy Afternoon'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-6419912861586781601</id><published>2008-10-19T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:25:20.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking Computer</title><content type='html'>I don't very much like dealing with computer problems. It takes a long time and  I'm not in it, what a big headache it'll be if I can't fix the problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bootcamp is good. But the partition thing is holy shit. It took me a whole day doing the process but it just didn't end. Then I forced it to end with holding the switch button. I wondered what the hell is wrong with the built-in partition fuction. When I used Bootcamp, it just took about 20 to 30 minutes. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I reinstalled the OS X Leopardd and Windows Vista since the iTunes has been working with a serious problem, which was when it was playing the songs, it wasn't fluent at all and felt like there's not enough RAM in my Mac. It would be suck if it kept going on like this...&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my work. Although it sucks everyweek, I gotta endure everything. I wondered why there's such a person who absolutely don't know what is shame. I've been showing on my face that 'I hate you. I'm so annoyed. Fuck you don't talk to me cause I don't wanna talk to you and hear you voice. And your stinky perfume really makes me sick, yuck!'&lt;br /&gt;But he just never stopped. I was very happpy that he's yelled by the other workmates today. Unfortunately I didn't see the whole thing. He's such a bloody fool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-6419912861586781601?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6419912861586781601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=6419912861586781601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6419912861586781601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/6419912861586781601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/fucking-computer.html' title='Fucking Computer'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-459315623209330359</id><published>2008-10-16T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:57:24.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being In Love Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being in love is like being on a roller-coaster.&lt;/strong&gt; - When I see him I'm so high and when I leave I am so blue and grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being in love is like draining your partner's life.&lt;/strong&gt; - I want everything from him and I'm willing to give my life to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's quite funny too talk about this. I did it on last Thuurday night in my English lesson. But over all there's one thing which is exatcly ture - &lt;strong&gt;Love is a force of nature&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.fyjh.tpc.edu.tw/gallery/albums/userpics/10060/love1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-459315623209330359?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/459315623209330359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=459315623209330359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/459315623209330359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/459315623209330359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/being-in-love-is.html' title='Being In Love Is...'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-7792222477558668996</id><published>2008-10-08T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:07:15.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pills</title><content type='html'>I've been taking those pills for 3 days but I'm still sick. The words there written on the box say the pill can heal everything when you catch a cold. Now just my sore throat's gone, I still have a stuffy and runny nose. I said I couldn't sleep these 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, those pills are very large in size, the diameter of each pill's about 6mm. Everytime I swallow it, it feels like it never goes down, just gets stuck in my throat. This morning I nearly killed by it cause I didn't drink enough water. Damn damn damn....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-7792222477558668996?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7792222477558668996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=7792222477558668996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7792222477558668996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/7792222477558668996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/pills.html' title='Pills'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-2751144215684932775</id><published>2008-10-07T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:05:58.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lovely autumn</title><content type='html'>I've caught a cold AGAIN. I'm breathless. I couldn't sleep well last night. I'm not happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the weather right now, cool and quite. Feeling a little bit lonely. No, I'm always feeling like that. Bull shit. I start wanting to find someone. Someone to love. I always remind myself to concentrate on my studies, don't think about love too much, don't I? I know exactly what I feel, who I'm think about. I need to make this feeling disappear. He's not for me, although I love him. Because I love him, I need to control myself, don't fall deeper and deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try my best to control everything to go on the right way. At least there's no failture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I'm cold. I need you, hot guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-2751144215684932775?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2751144215684932775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=2751144215684932775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2751144215684932775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2751144215684932775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-lovely-autumn.html' title='My lovely autumn'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-8429861189601397001</id><published>2008-10-04T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:20:21.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My property</title><content type='html'>I've just checked my outcome and income. After I did the math, just by counting the money earned by myself, it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-$8xxx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Holy shit! What a fucking negative number. If I can save about $500 a month, it takes 40 months, more than 3 years to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of taking more than 1 part-time job...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-8429861189601397001?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8429861189601397001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=8429861189601397001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8429861189601397001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/8429861189601397001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-property.html' title='My property'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-2207511415045160964</id><published>2008-10-03T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:26:45.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Financial Management??</title><content type='html'>'Where's my money?' when you're wondering, you don't even know what you have bought, when did you spend and how could you spend all of your money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in this situation but almost. It's so sad. I know I don't earn very much. Just by counting on the transportation, nearly half of my salary's used every month. How much can I save? It's absolutely impossible to spend on nothing but only the transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said there's a way to solve the problem. You need to note down everything you've spent on in that month, even a drink, a candy. At the end of the month you'll find out many things you've bought are unnecessary. Sounds good, that's why I've started to do this since this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known I need to save as much as I can in the following days. I can imagine how much I need to spend from December. God bless me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-2207511415045160964?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2207511415045160964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=2207511415045160964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2207511415045160964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2207511415045160964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/10/financial-management.html' title='Financial Management??'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-2107007166550056270</id><published>2008-09-28T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:58:32.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Like Crap</title><content type='html'>Just a little remind of this super funny stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="352" height="240" id="player" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="crap_NEW.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dvdvideosoft.com/free-dvd-video-software.htm"&gt;mp4 converter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://hk.geocities.com/geniusmrko/crap_new.swf" menu="false" quality="high" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" width="352" height="240" name="player" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-2107007166550056270?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2107007166550056270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=2107007166550056270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2107007166550056270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/2107007166550056270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-you-like-crap.html' title='Do You Like Crap'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-3197067856138448382</id><published>2008-09-24T18:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:34:04.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Night</title><content type='html'>It was at the night before my birthday. As I mentioned beofore I'd invited Grant to come. It's a perfect present for me :) I knew more about him, and I gonna be one of his best friend, hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249533324278587410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SNoWvsYzYBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2fdxdMm3fpA/s400/IMG_1458.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I'm disappointed about the photos, it's too dark inside. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249533489449871058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SNoW5TstJtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-l8BpS-4J7Y/s400/IMG_1460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The effect of this one is quite good, accidentally occured:p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249533591674096322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SNoW_Qg3CsI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-DwSSvjpoQw/s400/IMG_1461.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-3197067856138448382?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3197067856138448382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=3197067856138448382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3197067856138448382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/3197067856138448382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/amazing-night.html' title='Amazing Night'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SNoWvsYzYBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2fdxdMm3fpA/s72-c/IMG_1458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-4044847780755340263</id><published>2008-09-14T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:57:50.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Said I Didn't Like This Date</title><content type='html'>Well it's Mid Autumn Festival again. At this moment I feel like everyone's gone away and I'm the only one left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the food during the festival and I love the holiday (although these three days have become work days). Son of a bitch I still remember the past years what I was doing tonight. I was too naive. I swore I would never go out again in this fucking festival. I've done it. But just I'm a little bit lonely. Anyway I'm fine at all. I wonder what is Grant doing now? Ya, that's right I've got Grant to think about. It sounds like I'm totally foolish but I don't care. Inexorable! Exactly this is the best way to discribe my feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait 'til Tuesday and Thursday. They are going to be my favourite days! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-4044847780755340263?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4044847780755340263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=4044847780755340263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4044847780755340263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/4044847780755340263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-said-i-didnt-like-this-date.html' title='I Said I Didn&apos;t Like This Date'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7709834920804579317.post-725383775279852446</id><published>2008-09-12T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:30:49.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Finally I am back to Blogger. Your design catches my eyes. Now let's start a brand new story again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SMpSPgMdNhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/app_rYWFJzM/s1600-h/86baab99e1f311056f068cfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245095142320059922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SMpSPgMdNhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/app_rYWFJzM/s400/86baab99e1f311056f068cfa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm waiting for Shayne's trip to Hong Kong on 23rd. It is going to be a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7709834920804579317-725383775279852446?l=waynemylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/feeds/725383775279852446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7709834920804579317&amp;postID=725383775279852446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/725383775279852446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7709834920804579317/posts/default/725383775279852446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waynemylife.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Wayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07779445510067270255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SSgjp8YSX4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/qyucYrfEBUI/S220/wayne.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3i1L_yCiok/SMpSPgMdNhI/AAAAAAAAAFM/app_rYWFJzM/s72-c/86baab99e1f311056f068cfa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
