<?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-9074410437305814928</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:07:37.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>muakzMuaks paradise</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-8551886381309747563</id><published>2007-03-31T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:52:25.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mueheh! Me again, two posts in one hour.Geng leh? Ngo hou hou sai lei! Sailang! Anyway guess what? Today's our Anniversary again. I'm loving it. But sadly, sigh, got pretty bad news. It's not that I wanna announce it here, but since I know nobody else except the close ones are reading this blog, so I'm going to share my dilemma. Rue Bee is... she's pregnant. Oh I'm so screwed man. How am I going to face the world? How oh how? God please save me. Please oh please. How guys? What should I do? I'm still studying dammit. Sigh. I'm so fu*ked. Sorry baby, I'm really really sorry. It was a darn mistake. Anyway, I have no mood to blog anymore, good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7VmWPUfuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hUI5_wFelQY/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048207087110487778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7VmWPUfuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hUI5_wFelQY/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muaks, why? *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7VmmPUfvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Zfjeu5DwqNo/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048207091405455090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7VmmPUfvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Zfjeu5DwqNo/s320/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Muaks, I'm sorry to disappoint you all. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7Vm2PUfwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GIfpz6tQebQ/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048207095700422402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7Vm2PUfwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GIfpz6tQebQ/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muaks, I'm sorry Pilipi, I really am. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7VnGPUfxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/jlpjragEeco/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048207099995389714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7VnGPUfxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/jlpjragEeco/s320/Image067.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry baby, I will be responsible for it. I promise. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7VnWPUfyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7wOyEUA8UsY/s1600-h/editted+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048207104290357026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7VnWPUfyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7wOyEUA8UsY/s320/editted+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bloody fools, it's April's Fool la ma cibet. You all believe means really ding dong. Haha! At least I know those few who kena conned! Muahahahahaha! I'll list down later. Please la, have faith in me and Rue Bee okay! We're clean clean clean! Kishie kishie doesn't mean dirty dirty ok! Ngek ngek! Happy Anniversary Baby-zhi! Can't wait to dine with you tonight. Take care in Seremban okay? I'll mish you. Please drink more water, and in case anything happen, I'm just one call away. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074410437305814928-8551886381309747563?l=muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/8551886381309747563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074410437305814928&amp;postID=8551886381309747563&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/8551886381309747563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/8551886381309747563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/2007/03/mueheh-me-again-two-posts-in-one-hour.html' title='Illusions'/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7VmWPUfuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hUI5_wFelQY/s72-c/Image069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-7417020170658270215</id><published>2007-03-10T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:52:57.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is life without Quo Quo Mei Mei?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh gosh! Freaking long never update. Haha! Now since I'm so awake at 4.30 a.m with no motivation at all to continue my design, so blog is what I should do. Muehehe! Listening to Disney Mulan songs make me all pumped up! Huk huk huk! Anyway let me recap on the month of March. March 9 is Sharon's birthday, aww wished we could have done it bigger. March 18, Kelly's birthday, cibet lu De Silva. Hehe! Finally, jeng jeng jeng... Miss Quo Lu Mei's birthday! Muaks muaks muaks muaks, lub you non stop. Well, we had a long day, and her dearest cousins join us. Wonderful companions. Around 1 p.m (which was supposed to be 12 p.m, standard arh Winston time), we took off from SS14 to KTM station, then bla bla bla, we reached KLCC around 2 p.m. Bloody hell, toilets there damn hard to find, whack you whack you KLCC. We had 1901 anjing panas. Sedap plus camwhores. Ngek ngek! Then we zoomed off to Akuaria a.s.a.p. Basically, I saw a lot of Sheareen's in the Reptile section la. Haha! Anyway we discovered few celebrities in the aquarium, cool eh. You all should go check it out. Got 'Angelina Jolie'. It's impossible to miss her. Then we went back to Subang and took off to 1 Utama immediately for SUSHI BUFFET!! Arigato sedap tak tahan desu! So many varieties, we all damn 'warm warm chicken shit', haha! Say wanna stay til' 10, but 8 also stomach look like pregnant four months already. But we all had fun, didn't we? It was freaking awesome! Let's do it again. Oh yeah yeah! Anyway, this is only the summary. These are the conclusions:-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I can take better pictures than Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;2) I can make a jelly stand with my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;3) My LuBee freaking pretty on that day.&lt;br /&gt;4) We're a bunch of... okay fine. I'm a camera addict. Non-stop taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;5) Totally new dating experience to Akuaria and Sushi Buffet. My darling got my virginity!&lt;br /&gt;6) Reen walks really slow even with sports shoe.&lt;br /&gt;7) Reen and Shelly look like twins in certain pictures.&lt;br /&gt;8) Nick can't eat more than 10 California Rolls.&lt;br /&gt;9) I rock.&lt;br /&gt;10) My car can fit 8 humans.&lt;br /&gt;11) Shelly not very good in rhyming, so am I.&lt;br /&gt;12) We tried different ways of Mafia under the table but failed.&lt;br /&gt;13) The menu doesn't like me and Michy because the printing was blur for us!&lt;br /&gt;14) Shogun Restaurant don't have a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;15) The cousins like 'Fergalicious' by Fergie.&lt;br /&gt;16) I rock again.&lt;br /&gt;17) Rue Bee rocks my world.&lt;br /&gt;18) Definitely feel like a family on that day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh~ Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase~ Disney cartoon songs rock! Haha! An absolute beautiful outing. I love you Quak Rue Bee. I hope you had fun. Pictures time for you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7RD2PUfpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4HN8-71fLBE/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048202096358489746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7RD2PUfpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4HN8-71fLBE/s320/Image078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is why this blog is named MuakzMuaksParadise, okay?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7REGPUfqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XR1y1Mu1T48/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048202100653457058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7REGPUfqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XR1y1Mu1T48/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lubee with wings :D. Sweet as coconut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7REWPUfrI/AAAAAAAAAII/HRLsqdBJIkA/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048202104948424370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7REWPUfrI/AAAAAAAAAII/HRLsqdBJIkA/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahaks! Bite it off, bite it bite it! Lomantic leh?! If lu sibeh boh song, wa pukul le punya kacheng.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7REmPUfsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ded87yXqU-Y/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048202109243391682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7REmPUfsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ded87yXqU-Y/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Akuaria crews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7RF2PUftI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mTeetyFgvu0/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048202130718228178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7RF2PUftI/AAAAAAAAAIY/mTeetyFgvu0/s320/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the tunnel, shallow mellow. Hehe cutesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7KxGPUfkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WU4qq_dc1-Q/s1600-h/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048195177166175810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7KxGPUfkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WU4qq_dc1-Q/s320/Image094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The fellowship of the sushi buffet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7Kx2PUflI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sekkdjGfYJs/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048195190051077714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7Kx2PUflI/AAAAAAAAAHY/sekkdjGfYJs/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ngehehehehe! 'Threesomem' in the comuter. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7KyGPUfmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EiBFuJRjg8M/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048195194346045026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7KyGPUfmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EiBFuJRjg8M/s320/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is why I said they look like twins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7KyWPUfnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YtOkIvb5G7s/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048195198641012338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7KyWPUfnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/YtOkIvb5G7s/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best promoter award goes to Chiew Kelly, but sexiest girlfriend award goes to Lubee la!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7KyWPUfoI/AAAAAAAAAHw/blvrG0zcSbE/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048195198641012354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7KyWPUfoI/AAAAAAAAAHw/blvrG0zcSbE/s320/Image057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Let me introduce my friend to you all, this is Sheareen. Haha! Jk jk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074410437305814928-7417020170658270215?l=muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/7417020170658270215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074410437305814928&amp;postID=7417020170658270215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/7417020170658270215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/7417020170658270215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-is-life-without-quo-quo-mei-mei.html' title='What is life without Quo Quo Mei Mei?'/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rg7RD2PUfpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4HN8-71fLBE/s72-c/Image078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-2809419422540856575</id><published>2007-02-20T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T10:55:39.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith and Trust</title><content type='html'>Lol, it's 2.38a.m now, but I'm still awake after a long day. Why? Hehe! Initially I wanted to sleep, but I saw Gubra on TV which was half way already. So I just checked it out and got attached to the storyline. Anyway, the freaking bastard low class jerk husband is an absolute f*cktard. Cheaters shall die and burn in hell and serve to satan and shat out by him. Me myself here is dying to grow up ASAP so that I can really really marry Baby-Zhi, lucky and jack bugger. I hate him. Who the heck he thinks he is? Women are definitely not a piece of meat for guys to play around. Bug off! The women he cheated on, was pitiful but stupid. After he officially caught red-handed, then only start appreciating, and begging for forgiveness. That also actually behind the wife, still contacting the girl secretly. Ahh!! I hate them, I hate cheaters! Die die die die die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my cleber girlfriend just went back to hometown for 3 days 2 nights. Gosh I'm telling you, it's torturing! I miss her like shit. Even though unfortunately, we fought over something which I really don't wanna remember anymore. But don't get me wrong, I still love her like nobody's business even during we argue. But this is not the point, the point is I'm sorry. I promise I'll be the best damn boyfriend in the world for you. :) At least I'll try my bestest best. Sorry dear for these few rough moments, I don't wanna recall it anymore. So I shall just drop this. I just want you to know, I love you so darn much 'til it hurts myself sometimes. I feel insecure at times because you are so darn beautiful inside out. I love you so much, that I wanna shout and show you to the world, because I'm the luckiest man on earth. But sometimes, I also wanna hide you away, so that no one else in this world can be attracted to you and take you away from me. No doubt, there are loads of better man in this big ass world. But but, even though I'm not the best and at the same time I want you to have the best, I still never going to let you go. Nuh-uh! I said this a couple of times already, but but I don't want you to forget okay? Sometimes I might do silly stuffs which provoke you, but please keep in mind that whatever I do, I just want the best for you. I hope you won't assume that I'm complaining or unhappy when I said something. I'm not that kind of guy. I'm a guy who loves you, and willing to catch the stars for you. Everything I do, I do it for you. I do silly jokes sometimes, because I still want us to run after each other like primary school kids. I know you miss them too. Whatever I gave you, not because I pity you. I just want to replace back the happiness you lost when you were far younger and everyday until eternity. Scares me to shit just the thought that you're not by my side. I'd rather go first than you. But but if I do, you will be sad. I'd rather be sad than you be. Oh no! Haha! What should I do? Let's die together peacefully on a bed side by side holding each other hands firmly. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikan tenggiri, ikan yu,&lt;br /&gt;Jaga diri, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Good night people. I'm crazy. Ignore me. Ngeh ngeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074410437305814928-2809419422540856575?l=muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/2809419422540856575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074410437305814928&amp;postID=2809419422540856575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/2809419422540856575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/2809419422540856575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/2007/02/faith-and-trust.html' title='Faith and Trust'/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-8767409948899301333</id><published>2007-02-13T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T11:13:53.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Hello! As you all know, today's Valentine's Day! Wee! I love you very much Baby-zhi. Just wanna tell you that, I've never ever love you any less since a year ago. Instead, my love towards you has grown a lot. Through the ups and downs, I started to know who you really are deep inside. And I'm glad to tell you that, I love you a lot inside out. I love you without knowing how, when, or from where. I love you straight forwardly without any complexity and pride. I love you because I have no other way than this. Sometimes I look back from where we begun, indeed it's a miracle. I thank God everyday for where I am right now, which is in your heart. And guess what people? We just got married! Muahaha! How you wonder? Here's how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDm7qSxXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O91wBC05yjk/s1600-h/Maple0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031087701111260530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDm7qSxXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O91wBC05yjk/s320/Maple0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh oh, my car broke down today, so I was really rushing to prepare for the wedding. Lots of problems occuring last minute. However all went well. Car still in college, alone. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDnLqSxYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ArmHLKM5ARw/s1600-h/Maple0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031087705406227842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDnLqSxYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ArmHLKM5ARw/s320/Maple0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, this is taken outside the wedding palace. We were registering our marriage and at the same time, changing to proper attires. Hehe! S-excited to the max! I love you Baby-zhi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDnLqSxZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Z_WSVmftPWc/s1600-h/Maple0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031087705406227858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDnLqSxZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Z_WSVmftPWc/s320/Maple0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is right before we were announced married. I just want to convince her for the last time that marrying me is the right thing to do. See see kena reject baru tahu! Haha! Last minute kish-ash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDnbqSxaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6lriW6YGMNc/s1600-h/Maple0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031087709701195170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDnbqSxaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6lriW6YGMNc/s320/Maple0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow! The unexpected one. The wedding vow I suppose? It's long, and it's MapleStory! Haha! Look at her, she's sitting down already. How cute and layzieeee! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDnbqSxbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NgYnyfI-asw/s1600-h/Maple0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031087709701195186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDnbqSxbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NgYnyfI-asw/s320/Maple0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Owh, my papa-in-law's greetings. Haha! He bought us a bubble rain, and love icons which actually cost some real RM here. Nice Papa, too bad he's colourblind. Haha kidding. Not funny ok!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031087980284134850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdID3LqSxcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4NvM5PDgGzQ/s320/Maple0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aww, wedding kish. How I wish for a real one. Hehe! I love you baby. So remember dear, whenever we fought or you feel discouraged, I do love you all the time! Even when I'm in the toilet pee-ing or crapping, or arguing. I still very very very extremely, definitely, obviously in love with you. I dream about you almost every night. And everytime when I do, I never wanna wake up because it's always cweeet! Happy Valentine's Day Baby-zhi. Sorry not as fancy as last year's presents due to hectic schedules and future planning. I love you, Quak Rue Bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074410437305814928-8767409948899301333?l=muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/8767409948899301333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074410437305814928&amp;postID=8767409948899301333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/8767409948899301333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/8767409948899301333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RdIDm7qSxXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O91wBC05yjk/s72-c/Maple0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-8778844301881794389</id><published>2007-02-10T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T11:13:17.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Goodbye!</title><content type='html'>She just left, ah! No big deal what. Freaking just eight hours away. No problem at all! Wet wet water! I wish I could say and react this way. But it's impossible to do so. Why? I'll tell you why. Em leaving is like a big chunk of your heart went missing. Sob sob, now that she's gone, I'm sure everyone regrets for not doing something for her while she's here. Even I myself wish I could do more. Bak pepatah, sebelum keluar dari rumah, memikirlah pasal bontot lemah, kerana lebih baik berak di jamban dari di jalan. Hehe! Nice leh, I made it up myself. Never know will appear in form 1 syllabus next time. Anyway what I'm trying to say is that, we humans usually only know how to appreciate after we've lost it. In this case, we lost Em, physically. Well, think of it in the bright side. I'm happy for her because going out of Malaysia is what she always wanted. I'm glad it all came true for her. What's worse is the sobbing fest in the airport. It's so darn touching. I guarantee you if you're right there, Korean dramas are zero comparing to this. I felt happy and sad at the same time. I'm so proud of everyone, such a loving family. Oh! I also owe Em a hug. Sobbie. What a deep shiet. Bak pepatah, cuci bontot sebelum basi, kalau tidak mesti pecah hati. Hehe! Don't worry yah Em. Since I've sinned against you at the very last minute, I will do my very very best to take care of everyone here, your loved ones. I'll take very very very very good care of Lubee, and provide advises and helping hand to your sisters and cousins. Also, Ama is in good hand too! Ngeh ngeh! Anyway, your family is a great family. Admire it to the max. Well! Since you've left us with loads of cweeeet memories, so we're going to give you our last salute for your journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rc3_FrqSxVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/NRjYLDoH-dU/s1600-h/w00t1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029956831927256402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rc3_FrqSxVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/NRjYLDoH-dU/s320/w00t1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rc38_7qSxTI/AAAAAAAAAFM/nQBaDyHktQA/s1600-h/w00t1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Blood runs thicker than water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rc3_F7qSxWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/APj2IL7fFtw/s1600-h/w00t2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029956836222223714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rc3_F7qSxWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/APj2IL7fFtw/s320/w00t2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lalagang gives more allergy than seafood especially prawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Piak piak piak, clap hands to our leader, good good good friend, sister, daughter, grand-daughter, cousin, and Westlife freak. Bang! *Shoots to the sky* So please take good care of yourself, keep in touch with everyone okay. Everyone's missing you like nobody's business. We'll pray for you. Cheer up everyone! We shall save loads of money, and fly to reunite once again. Till then, let's keep our faith and chin up, and kick 'Hard Work' ass. Huk huk! RM 20,000 to go! Oh ya! Also one more thing, please please please start appreciating each other. Especially you all cousins. Please I beg of you. Friends can be fake and temporary but family can never be fake and it will last forever. I mean it! So please, compromise and appreciate each other. Haven't losing Em *physically* made you all realize life is too short for this? Please! Set your priorities right okay? I believe in all of you. Peace out, double dabeliu. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074410437305814928-8778844301881794389?l=muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/8778844301881794389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074410437305814928&amp;postID=8778844301881794389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/8778844301881794389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/8778844301881794389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/2007/02/kiss-goodbye.html' title='Kiss Goodbye!'/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/Rc3_FrqSxVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/NRjYLDoH-dU/s72-c/w00t1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-3526659524760477611</id><published>2007-02-04T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:16:04.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody's somebody</title><content type='html'>Time is running out, yet even with such intense desire to make something happen, still nothing can be done in such a short period of time. Then guilt starts to burst out in you, for not making the best out of it when you had it. This feeling is so painful, it makes you just wanna dump everything aside just for another extra day. Sometimes I figure, how can actually peer pressure works so hard on someone. Birthday and farewell, isn't it obvious? Where is the love? I never felt so sure about the choice I made before, never regretted and so glad. Anyway Em, take care alright? I know it's not easy and it's definitely something new to you, but at least I know who is fully supporting you. All these while, Rub did not forsake you before. Sometimes she told me she misses you. But without telling me all the time, I know she misses you all the times. And your two "tough" sisters, I can definitely feel how much they're missing you already. I go back and start thinking in the dark. I can feel the pain everyone's going through especially Rub. It's so torturing. I used to have sisters leaving, but there are differences. The closeness is nowhere to be found. Unfortunately, things have gone haywire a little, urm, okay maybe a lot. But still, I just want you to know, blood runs thicker than water. Your family is still your family. I'm not going to even try to steal one bit. I don't know, I have so much to make up to you, but I don't know where or how to start. Just take really good care of yourself there. It's gonna be hard, cuz' I know I can't just simply drive to bring Rub, your sisters, and the one you wished to see for you anymore. I would like to apologize now if I have offended you in any way. Everyone misses you a lot already. This girl over here, is the beginning of where I am now. I thank you so much, and you're the intro to everything, I mean such as Lalagang and all. Anyway, I ain't gonna lie, this girl is a little badass also. Ngek! You're not expecting it right? Muahaha! When first met, I can't never possibly hear you swear. Freaking evolve into an evil ass already. Haha! Just kidding, Westlife still .. su.. rocks la. Take care, and make sure you got eat enough, else we'll be here waiting for you. Kick your ass to the max. The future is a long way to go, I'm pretty sure someday we all will reunite. Hopefully forever. Okay? Silly turtle-neck-gal-who-sat-on-my-leg. We'll pray for you. Ciao cin ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Happy 13th month anniversary dear, but I know this month is a disaster to you. Not going to make it big, but I love you a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074410437305814928-3526659524760477611?l=muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/3526659524760477611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074410437305814928&amp;postID=3526659524760477611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/3526659524760477611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/3526659524760477611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/2007/02/somebodys-somebody.html' title='Somebody&apos;s somebody'/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-3968796456734196396</id><published>2007-01-07T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:01:57.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHaerxUeaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EhmAtP0ttec/s1600-h/PIGGGGGY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017531680547961250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHaerxUeaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EhmAtP0ttec/s320/PIGGGGGY.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything shall be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a clever girl. See.It's all perfect dear. Lol. Anyway, let me share something with you guys. I have no idea what to share. Lol. I'll show pictures instead. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mr See. We had absolutely and totally no clue that we'll be where we are now. We started out as friends. Then we got really close. Frequent calls. We will be beside each other when we go out. Lol. I think i was kind of transparent to everyone except Winston See =_= "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although one year might be nothing to some people but this one year has really taught us alot. Compromise. Understanding to each other and we're still learning everyday. It hasn't been easy but it has been a worthwhile ride. And i'm hoping the ride doesn't stop =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite a lousy gf actually. I think Mr see has spent an atrocious sum of money on me and what i gave him in return is not even half of what he gave me. The ka-chings are ringing bells in my head. I had a splendid Valentine's. The effort. It's really sweet. Not to mention time consuming. Haha. So pictures time now. I shall shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I have nothing to say. Ignore that.I had tuition yesterday. My teacher was good. I'm sure the other classes will be good as well. haha. So yes, before you all die of boredom. I shall put pictures. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYgrxUeVI/AAAAAAAAADM/xzu28yaymlM/s1600-h/grs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017529515884443986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYgrxUeVI/AAAAAAAAADM/xzu28yaymlM/s320/grs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYgrxUeVI/AAAAAAAAADM/xzu28yaymlM/s1600-h/grs.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYgrxUeVI/AAAAAAAAADM/xzu28yaymlM/s1600-h/grs.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My charmbracelet watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYgbxUeUI/AAAAAAAAADE/kJ1nakloslI/s1600-h/31.12.2005+(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017529511589476674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYgbxUeUI/AAAAAAAAADE/kJ1nakloslI/s320/31.12.2005+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Kim Gary's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYgrxUeWI/AAAAAAAAADU/QQoaw7xrhaw/s1600-h/gdsgtegs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017529515884444002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYgrxUeWI/AAAAAAAAADU/QQoaw7xrhaw/s320/gdsgtegs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RaAaAARrRrRR !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHae7xUedI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4UGjUqVVPt8/s1600-h/webcam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017531684842928594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHae7xUedI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4UGjUqVVPt8/s320/webcam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEeEEEeeEe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYg7xUeXI/AAAAAAAAADc/zFiyOKRn5-E/s1600-h/P2020042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017529520179411314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYg7xUeXI/AAAAAAAAADc/zFiyOKRn5-E/s320/P2020042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine Roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYhLxUeYI/AAAAAAAAADk/BZoPv7oAMz0/s1600-h/P2140001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017529524474378626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYhLxUeYI/AAAAAAAAADk/BZoPv7oAMz0/s320/P2140001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our valentine's gift combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHaerxUeZI/AAAAAAAAADs/bUBpM-VxeWs/s1600-h/P2140028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017531680547961234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHaerxUeZI/AAAAAAAAADs/bUBpM-VxeWs/s320/P2140028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Slaves.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHae7xUecI/AAAAAAAAAEE/thuHkpoL0Tg/s1600-h/14012006(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017531684842928578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHae7xUecI/AAAAAAAAAEE/thuHkpoL0Tg/s320/14012006(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Rainforest Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHae7xUebI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yRkChlDpGxI/s1600-h/2.01.2006+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017531684842928562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHae7xUebI/AAAAAAAAAD8/yRkChlDpGxI/s320/2.01.2006+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHYg7xUeXI/AAAAAAAAADc/zFiyOKRn5-E/s1600-h/P2020042.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You. Muakz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074410437305814928-3968796456734196396?l=muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/3968796456734196396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074410437305814928&amp;postID=3968796456734196396&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/3968796456734196396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/3968796456734196396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/2007/01/everything-shall-be-perfect_07.html' title=''/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RaHaerxUeaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EhmAtP0ttec/s72-c/PIGGGGGY.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-1900153910680386922</id><published>2007-01-02T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T03:19:08.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Papa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aiyo! Today Papa went and visit Mama. Mama so nice wor! She bought Papa Siew-Mais and Popiahs. Very tasty! Papa just ate finish only. Hehe! Let Papa tell you all a secret. Papa misses Mama a lot!!! Hehe! Miss miss miss miss miss like nobody's business. When Papa saw Mama just now, Papa's heart melted because Mama look so beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZpWph0iCpI/AAAAAAAAABI/XH1bxjOpKig/s1600-h/siewmais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015416406483798674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZpWph0iCpI/AAAAAAAAABI/XH1bxjOpKig/s400/siewmais.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yum yum, these are Papa's favorites. Plus, it tastes even better because Mama bought specially for Papa. So clever ar Mama. Mama's the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZpWph0iCqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g2vY0_kIC90/s1600-h/popiahs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015416406483798690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZpWph0iCqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g2vY0_kIC90/s400/popiahs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Even Dric Dric also misses Mama. Look at him. He's giving the 'poor thing' look so that Mama would visit him soon. Come come come :D. Woofi Woofiss Woofu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZpWpx0iCrI/AAAAAAAAABY/BajQSCUpr8s/s1600-h/dricdricwansu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015416410778766002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZpWpx0iCrI/AAAAAAAAABY/BajQSCUpr8s/s400/dricdricwansu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mama's very thoughtful right? Well that's not all, don't forget bout her new beautiful purple shirt. So pretty hor? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZpV9B0iCoI/AAAAAAAAABA/MSiPTHusgHM/s1600-h/purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015415641979619970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZpV9B0iCoI/AAAAAAAAABA/MSiPTHusgHM/s400/purple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Muaks muaks! I miss you a lot dear. You better take care when I'm not with you. Tomorrow college's restarting, so all the best okay? If anyone bullies you, I'll chop their kuku off. I love you a lot. Remember to eat yeah. I'll always be here for you. Anytime, anywhere, anyhow. I will go the distance for you. Muaks! Hugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074410437305814928-1900153910680386922?l=muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/1900153910680386922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074410437305814928&amp;postID=1900153910680386922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/1900153910680386922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/1900153910680386922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/2007/01/lucky-papa.html' title='Lucky Papa!'/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZpWph0iCpI/AAAAAAAAABI/XH1bxjOpKig/s72-c/siewmais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-3709925869973015623</id><published>2007-01-01T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T10:19:58.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Mr. See =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly know how to start this. First off, I'm the last person to know about this blog. But I had a clue. I'm smart, hor dear dear hor? Lol! *stretches out hand for reward with a silly grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, secondly, *shy* the listings, lol! It's supposed to be for private eyes only. Hehe! Don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Come to think of it, a lot has happened last year. The year was good but when it was reaching to an end, politics the size of godzilla appeared in my family. And everything is so unstable now. I'm scared of tomorrow because I have no assurance that everything will be fine. I feel like kicking, slapping, punching, shouting sense into the evil witch. But that's for another day. Today is me and Mr. See's day. Lol! We declare holidays! All of you get free iPods and zen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to say. Except for the fact that I love you a lot Winston See. So much that it scares me sometimes of the possibility of you leaving me. We've really been through alot. I'm sorry I don't have anything lavish to give you or made anything special for you. I'll think of something. Promise! I'm really grateful that you came into my life. You really are a blessing to me. And I'll face anything including getting kicked out of the hse if you're by my side. Hugs! Thank you so much for the ring, and the flowers. I loveeee the ring. Muakz. I'll post pics soon. Love you a lot cutie. Muakz. Cayunk you okay? Muakz muakz muakz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9074410437305814928-3709925869973015623?l=muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/3709925869973015623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9074410437305814928&amp;postID=3709925869973015623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/3709925869973015623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9074410437305814928/posts/default/3709925869973015623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muakzmuaksparadise.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-exactly-know-how-to-start-this.html' title='Happy Anniversary Mr. See =)'/><author><name>wynzt0n</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123234220732675414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074410437305814928.post-5101958894702288424</id><published>2007-01-01T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T04:15:13.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1 year Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;In The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We've been friends for many years. Relationship has never come to our minds before but it was all good. We had so much fun together. I even promised to take care of you forever. Although we might not notice, prolly we have the chemistry even at the first time we met. I was comfortable around you all the time. You helped me a lot, such as downloading music videos for me, or even cheer up me when I'm down and loads more. You wrote me a 100 words text, remember? Your first 50 are what you wrote before we officially got together, here's a reminder (the right ones are what I replied):-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Winz is an ass. - Damn. You're no different to me okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Yup. And a Sucker. - As suck as me, which I like it.&lt;br /&gt;3. But he's a nice sucker. - You're a nicer sucker too.&lt;br /&gt;4. No mood swings. - No PMS swings also. Konon PMS Princess.&lt;br /&gt;5. Doesn't get pissed. - Never get pissed at me also. So lucky!&lt;br /&gt;6. Kind (right~). - Kind. (Super right!)&lt;br /&gt;7. He's a total lame ass joker. - Trying to be as lame as me. But no challenge.&lt;br /&gt;8. Patient. - This, we're equal.&lt;br /&gt;9. The kind of friend who'd always be there for you, no matter what. - Macam copy from my blog only?&lt;br /&gt;10. And it's true, you guys are like our family. - Long time you belong to my ohana list already.&lt;br /&gt;11. And don't forget, you're in the GOLD LIST. - Gold only? You're in the platinum list already wei!&lt;br /&gt;12. And the one thing is - What what?&lt;br /&gt;13. You rock because you can stand all our family drama's - You 'stone' because u can stand all my crappie ass jokes.&lt;br /&gt;14. I think you're nice. - I think you're nicer.&lt;br /&gt;15. I mean it. You're nice. - I mean it, you're nicer.&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm serious about you being nice. - I'm serious about you being nicer too!&lt;br /&gt;17. No joke. - No joke la ding dong.&lt;br /&gt;18. Always giving. - Always taking. Wakaka. No la, give or take okay mate?&lt;br /&gt;19. Always having the good intention of not wanting to hurt anyone. - You also what. Muaks&lt;br /&gt;20. Good example would be us of course - Haha! Good example? Me?&lt;br /&gt;21. And I know u mean well. - You mean a lot to me. (not related? wat the fark?)&lt;br /&gt;22. And here, I wanna say thanks. - You're welcome. Haha! Nah, thanks to u too.&lt;br /&gt;23. For the teman-ing. - Same goes to you.&lt;br /&gt;24. The listening. - Same goes to you.&lt;br /&gt;25. For the advises. - Same goes to you.&lt;br /&gt;26. For the car rides. - Not same. But for the fun I had in lrt, comuter, cab. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;27. The lame jokes. - For your almost-as-lame-as-mine jokes.&lt;br /&gt;28. The attempts for basketball lessons. - For your effort to try.&lt;br /&gt;29. And like Michy said, 'the friendship', - We're more to falimyship.&lt;br /&gt;30. And it's good to know that you care. - It's comforting to know that you're out there for me.&lt;br /&gt;31. And you shouldn't lie. - Wahaha. I'm learning to kill this habit.&lt;br /&gt;32. No one is judging you sucker. - Well. I don't really give a damn. Muehehe!&lt;br /&gt;33. Here's a phrase of what Winz wants me to put 'Winston is a boy with cool hair and stylo face' - SHIT! CROOK.&lt;br /&gt;34. About my hopes, it's complicated. - No matter what, I'll be with you until the end. So tell me?&lt;br /&gt;35. Don't think about you as a bad ass man or whatever. - Haha. I'm not bad la. But kinda shitty at times only.&lt;br /&gt;36. You changed all of our lives in a way. - You changed me.&lt;br /&gt;37. I'm scared of telling you my hopes. - Don't be afraid *huGz*&lt;br /&gt;38. I still think you're nice. - I still think you're nicer.&lt;br /&gt;39. Wahahha. I think you like Misel - Arsel?&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you? - Arsel again?&lt;br /&gt;41. Answer me you know - Sure sure.&lt;br /&gt;42. Don't be shy. - I'll try not to be.&lt;br /&gt;43. You're sweet. Awwww. - You're the sweetest.&lt;br /&gt;44. Lovable too. Wahahha. - Muakssss!&lt;br /&gt;45. Funny - Wahaha. It's fun to laugh with you. I'm glad we were waiting for Em and Arsy.&lt;br /&gt;46. Lol. You're my parasite partner. - Yeah! It's nice!&lt;br /&gt;47. Where you think life will take us? - Let's see. Life will take us more than what we are now.&lt;br /&gt;48. Where you think we would be months from now? - Still here? Chilling out together.&lt;br /&gt;49. I want dim sum. - Sure. Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;50. You're nice. Muakz! - You're nicer. Muaksss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZdKnx0iCjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OQhIzT4odlE/s1600-h/photopast+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014558757349362226" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZdKnx0iCjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OQhIzT4odlE/s400/photopast+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha! Things were so different right? But like I told you before @ number 47, I'm so glad now. We've been through a lot. I love you a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;In The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;Present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZdK1B0iCkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n3wjCSov4u8/s1600-h/photopast+copy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014558984982628930" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZdK1B0iCkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n3wjCSov4u8/s400/photopast+copy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's been one year since we took a step forward. Thinking back about our memories, I realized it's just too much to slot in any human mind capacity. So I've decided to do this, to announce to the world that I really love one and only you, Quak Rue Bee a.k.a Crystal. Hehe, also to jot down every memory we could have in upcoming years. The past one year was really sweet. We had so much fun until recently the 'Evil Witch' screwed things up. Haha! Just kidding! I can still clearly remember the first day we held hand, hugged, confessed, and our first kiss. We're always doing things together, even such as playing Maple or Counter-Strike. People might think we're too much in love, I think we're perfect, and there's nothing wrong with it. This is nothing compare to what we could have in the future. I can't wait. Here's another 50 of what we are now:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Now you're nicer than ever.&lt;br /&gt;52. I love u a lot.&lt;br /&gt;53. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;54. I feel safe when I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;55. And secure.&lt;br /&gt;56. And definitely loved.&lt;br /&gt;57. And comfy.&lt;br /&gt;58. Muakz&lt;br /&gt;59. I'm crazy over you too.&lt;br /&gt;60. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;61. You're lovable.&lt;br /&gt;62. And sweet.&lt;br /&gt;63. And kissable. =P&lt;br /&gt;64. You're my first.&lt;br /&gt;65. In everything.&lt;br /&gt;66. My first bf.&lt;br /&gt;67. The first I kissed.&lt;br /&gt;68. The first person who held my hands lovingly.&lt;br /&gt;69. The first who says I'm beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;70. The first who says I'm a good kisser. Although I've never done it before.&lt;br /&gt;71. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;72. I'm gonna miss you so darn much.&lt;br /&gt;73. I'm gonna think about you all the time.&lt;br /&gt;74. And dream of you.&lt;br /&gt;75. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;76. Lol. I really love you.&lt;br /&gt;77. And I like watching movies with you.&lt;br /&gt;78. I like sleeping next to you.&lt;br /&gt;79. I really like cuddling with you.&lt;br /&gt;80. And I like the fact that you love me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;81. Right?&lt;br /&gt;82. Of course la!&lt;br /&gt;83. I like the fact that you can make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;84. You make me smile whenever I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;85. You make me a better person. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;86. You make me feel jovial and happy.&lt;br /&gt;87. And I feel like smiling all the time.&lt;br /&gt;88. When I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;89. And I'm even more patient.&lt;br /&gt;90. Everybody says so.&lt;br /&gt;91. Not patient, but I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;92. All my cuzzies think so.&lt;br /&gt;93. You're good for me.&lt;br /&gt;94. I hope I'm good for you.&lt;br /&gt;95. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;96. You make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;97. I hope I make you smile too.&lt;br /&gt;98. You love me.&lt;br /&gt;99. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;100. Always and forever. Muakz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha, cool eh? Can see the differences? I love you a lot. I really wish all these back to you too. I love seeing you smile. I love everything about you. In case you forgot which part, read back the 101 reasons why I love you which I made for you. It's basically everything about you that I love with all my heart. Happy 1 year Anniversary baby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;In The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZdK-h0iClI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PVkZdBNmB90/s1600-h/photopast+copy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014559148191386194" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DNQTKmkDaRI/RZdK-h0iClI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PVkZdBNmB90/s400/photopast+copy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to share everything with you. Every now and then, I wish to have a house on our own so that we could do everything together such as cooking, chores, and more. Hehe! Imagine how much fun we could have. Now I just can't wait to work my ass off to build a better living for my cute sexy tall slim fair pretty beautiful kind funny sensitive understanding strong caring humble polite dear dear. I promise I'll cayunk you okay?! Let the world be the witness, that I will be the one for you and prove those who doesn't approve wrong. Rhyming, cool or not? I want to spend the rest of my life with you, until eternity and beyond. Haha! Dear? Guess what? 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