<?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-220345358031443407</id><updated>2012-01-31T10:30:34.563-08:00</updated><category term='dark'/><category term='turtle'/><category term='bang'/><category term='sad'/><category term='back'/><category term='die'/><category term='naruto'/><category term='meat'/><category term='siao'/><category term='funny'/><category term='fish'/><category term='working life'/><category term='black'/><category term='lighting'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='meaning'/><category term='light'/><category term='comic'/><category term='nature'/><category term='aliens'/><category term='pokemon'/><category 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8151435182457034439</id><published>2012-01-31T10:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:30:34.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #fff2cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;I  was unexpectedly down these days. Actually something and someone makes  me think bout the past again and I was so scare of ever losing someone  important to me again. I didnt get enough sleep, I cant sleep well, I  cant focus on things that I did. I think I'm gonna lose my job soon. I'm  thinking of changing lines. What if I dont wanna work in a restaurant  anymore? what if I dont wanna work in a kitchen or service crew anymore?  what if i just wanna live a simple life and forget bout the past? what  if I'm damn tired?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Life is unfair, the world is unfair. I saw something that says :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hasCaption" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Life is too short.&lt;br /&gt;Work as if it was your first day.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Love without boundaries...&lt;br /&gt;Laugh without control&lt;br /&gt;and never stop smiling."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;I agreed that life is too short. we can never go  back to the past. I missed someone, I wanna be with someone, I wanna hug  someone, and I know that will never happen. I really dont know what  other meaning I have so here I wish you all, Have a Nice Day....&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/220345358031443407-8151435182457034439?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8151435182457034439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8151435182457034439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8151435182457034439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8151435182457034439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2012/01/unexpected_31.html' title='unexpected'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2617445533973082103</id><published>2012-01-21T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T10:43:57.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I freaking swear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; My day begin in a wonderful morning where I kinda actually have a good mood to go to work and so on. There are lots of stuffs to be done and I didn't complain a bit, I was working and talking to Chai at the same time. We were like laughing and talking craps and so on and I&amp;nbsp; did my job properly with actual mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Then here comes the part where someone just have to ruin your perfect day of life. "DEXTER!!! Lu Kong Kao Ah Boey!!!" it means 'dexter, you done speaking?' but its not a question, its actually a statement to like fuck you up your back. Who was he you ask? He is the so called "KIC" (Kitchen In charge) Ben Wong. I don't know his fucking full name and I don't give a shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; As if this is not enough, just now when we were spring cleaning. HE DID NOTHING TO HELP! all he did was change to his t-shirt and stand beside there hugging his fat stomach and nag. after awhile he disappear. What I did? I scrub the whole wall white again and also scrub all the shelf that they keep those pans and will leave those black stains. I was satisfied with the sparkling white wall and so on. Here is the thing, I use a water hos that I manage to get from the store room full of items. Seriously the store room like so damn small and they order like so damn much stocks untill it need to stack like higher than normal people and the water hos was like at the bottom left corner so imagine i have to take everything out and place everything back again. so after spring cleaning i was tired and I didnt plan to keep back the water hos in the storeroom so i just place it in the kitchen under one of those shelf NEATLY. and guess what, he ask me to keep it back in the store room. FINE I KEEP, so this time, I THROW everything out on the WET floor because service staff is like bleaching the floor and keep it back. and like that's not enough, he have to scan each and everything in the kitchen but he himself didnt do a damn thing. I keep a can of 7up revive drink in the fridge thinking i could drink tomorrow morning since i have to do opening again, but then he said i have to take it back. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU??? its just a fucking can of drink and I cant keep it there for one night? fine, I dont wanna drink and i throw it away. go fuck your self. congratulations for ruin my good day you useless low life piece of shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Look, you are the KIC and if you dont wanna work then get lost I dont mind, I will do those jobs you dont wanna do. If you dont wanna help, Get lost I dont mind helping my self in fact I rather do my job my self than seeing you shit face. If you dont wanna talk then shut the fuck up. No one gives a shit and we are not robots so we need entertainment and he HAVE to talk. The only thing is, If you dont wanna do all those then dont fucking show your arrogance here. You dont need to keep picking and pushing on other people. We know you are the fucking KIC so go Kiss Your Fat ass somewhere else and dont bother us doing our jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; Here is a warning, I've already been controlling my patience over you so please don't force my fist to do the talking cause I swear to god I will fucking send you to ICU if I lose my self. This is a promise I WILL DEFINITELY KEEP!!!&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/220345358031443407-2617445533973082103?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2617445533973082103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2617445533973082103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2617445533973082103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2617445533973082103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-freaking-swear.html' title='I freaking swear'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-4450932625388683775</id><published>2012-01-18T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T07:40:21.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Right now i just felt like punching and breaking some things but unfortunately i've got nothing to break. Yeah i admit, my temper is going off badly, i've got less patients than i usually have and I dont know shit of what i am doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'm messed up, I dont know if i will ever loved again, I dont know if i can be loyal again, I dont know what the fuck am i suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I hate this cursed, I hate it when i really loved someone and i cant be with them, I hate it then I wanted to give everything to someone that loved me but i just cant give them enough, I hate it that all those people i loved eventually will leave me for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Am i really that bad a person? am i really that second hand guy that could only be your part time lover? Am I really that useless that I couldn't love enough? what the fuck is love anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Fuck this shit, I hate all of this, I hate this feelings, I hate it when i suddenly missed you and then something in my mind tells me "she will never be yours so go fuck your self!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when my mind tells me "You've fucked up yr life long time ago!"&lt;br /&gt;I hate my love life&lt;br /&gt;I hate my own life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;I hate my work life&lt;br /&gt;I hate my self for being so useless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;I hate that i dont know shit of what happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cccccc;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;I hate everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-4450932625388683775?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-65543769495839853</id><published>2012-01-16T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:36:47.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to</title><content type='html'>I used to make fun of you when u did something wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I used to make fun of you even when u are right, &lt;br /&gt;I used to be there for you when you called me in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;I used to accompany you every night before you go to bed,&lt;br /&gt;I used to say silly things to make you smile,&lt;br /&gt;I used to DO silly things just to make you laugh,&lt;br /&gt;I used to beat you in games just to hear you swear "WEI FUK YOU!!!",&lt;br /&gt;I used to hug you when you cry,&lt;br /&gt;I used to see you sleep like a pig,&lt;br /&gt;I used to listen to your snores the whole night,&lt;br /&gt;I used to kiss you good night,&lt;br /&gt;I used to you kissing my forehead before you went out,&lt;br /&gt;I used to you kissing me good night,&lt;br /&gt;I used to see act like a kid,&lt;br /&gt;I used to see you act like a barbarian,&lt;br /&gt;I used to see you act like a princess,&lt;br /&gt;I used to see you act so damn mature in front of my parents,&lt;br /&gt;I used to think you are the one,&lt;br /&gt;I used to think maybe you are not the one,&lt;br /&gt;I used to think maybe there is someone better for you,&lt;br /&gt;I used to think maybe I am just not right for you,&lt;br /&gt;I used to think we are from different worlds,&lt;br /&gt;I used to think we are not suitable for each other,&lt;br /&gt;I used to...&lt;br /&gt;I used to...&lt;br /&gt;I used to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-65543769495839853?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1322165834243221374</id><published>2012-01-13T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T17:51:50.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day turns good</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; I was awake by the cramp on my stomach and i thought it was just a normal everyday toilet thingy. Then i was awake by it the second time and its only 7am and so i went again and then right before my alarm ring the pain woke me up again. My 1st reactions was like "WTF!!!" and then I remembered my work place and all the problems and so on then my reaction change from WTF to "Hell YEAH, I'm gonna get MC!" &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I went to the clinic near my house and registered my self. I went there a few times so in my experience the doctor would either be the old Indian guy, a young Malay or Chinese doctor that just graduated not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Here is the best part, when they called out my name "Dexter! please go to that room" or something like that. Then when I open the door I expect to see those images of those doctors that are playing in my head but in stead I saw A YOUNG n HOT INDIAN DOCTOR!!! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was actually stunned by the door for like a few seconds and then i manage out let out a soft "good morning doctor"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; She has a long straight black hair with some moisture on that looks as if she just came out from the shower, she wore a blue long sleeve body hugging t-shirt that shows off her curves and boobs, and black long jeans i think. I tell you I was Cured of my tummy pain right there and then she she replied "good morning" with she sweet smile attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;hot doctor: so what can i do for you today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;me: I think i am starting to have diarrhea coz my stomach like cramp and i went to the toilet like 3 times since this morning already. (in my mind, you? do for me? urm... damn you are hot, can we go on a date?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;hot doctor: *super sweet smile* I see, did you ate anything unusual last night or just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;me: Well, I went to manhattan fish market for dinner last night. (in my mind, the tuna wrap was awful... it sucks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;hot doctor: Yeah well they can be crappy at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;me: (in my mind, WTF! did she just read my mind?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; When i asked her for a MC and told her i was working in a kitchen, she smile as if she already know i wanted it and said "can i give you a time chit instead? you can go to work if you are feeling better later." and i was like "Oh, okey sure..."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, I dont mind if I have that a time chit or a mc, I am not gonna waste my diarrhea sickness day going back to work. Why didnt she believe If i really am having diarrhea? is it that she used to tell that lies when she were younger? I know most people did.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nah... I dont mind... at least today is a good start of a bad day. I'm happy enough i get to stay home (or maybe go out with friends if i felt better later *evil grin*) and also meet a Hot Doctor! and my stomach is calling me again. bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1322165834243221374?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1322165834243221374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1322165834243221374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1322165834243221374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1322165834243221374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2012/01/bad-day-turns-good.html' title='Bad day turns good'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-589236648737969095</id><published>2012-01-04T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:09:04.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuuuu...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; Have you even felt really excited that you wanna watch a movie but then each and every person you asked to join you kinda turn you down?&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is my offday and i really wanna watch that Jet Li movie. Its out on cinemas 2 weeks ago i think. Its a remake of an old fashion swords play martial art thingy but then it turns out my friends are busy and some dont really wanna watch this kinda movie. &lt;br /&gt;I'm ok with it, really... I dun blame them because they have their own plans or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and so I stayed in my grandma's house the whole day and was lazy to do anything. Thats when my grandma suddenly come out with a question that I dont really know how to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Grandma: Why did you come alone? Where is your girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Me: I dont have any remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Grandma: what happen to the last one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Me: *speechless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Grandma: Or that other one? or the one before? They dump you? or you dump them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Me: Its the pass and I dont wanna talk bout it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Grandma: *laughs and walk away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, when i had a girlfriend I keep going out or finding spare time just to be with them. and because of this, my family will keep saying that i keep going out whole day and was never home and so and so and so bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;But now that I'm single, I dont have anywhere to go, I dont have any plans, and I dont have anyone with me, they will start to ask questions here and there. My parents were like surprise that i stayed home they whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, i guess as long as I have animes, games, movies, books and a few bottle of beers then I'll be fine... I'm gonna go cook something to eat now, not hungry but just want to munch on something. You guys have fun right... See yah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-589236648737969095?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/589236648737969095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=589236648737969095&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/589236648737969095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/589236648737969095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2012/01/fuuuu.html' title='fuuuu...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3907633686975919715</id><published>2012-01-03T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T09:30:03.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 0 1 2</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; Hell, I dun even know if people read my blog. I just post it as fun an as a diary of shit stuff that happens to me in my life. Maybe when i grow old and about to die i could read back all these things that is IF i can even pass this year...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, U know that say world will end in 2012... I dun really care if it is true or not... I just wanna be with my soul mate when it happens (that is IF i have one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; There was a new&amp;nbsp; part-timer in the kitchen today. We call him Leong or something like that. He's a nice fella and also hardworking i guess. We were like crapping and suddenly some pretty girls walk by and we were looking then Leong came and join in so i asked "are u single?" he answered "nop" then i said " then u dont have to look d mah! u already have someone... this is for us singles..." then there is one thing i never understand... Leong said he dont believe that I'm single... WTF!!! i really am single... and he said i am lying... omg... is it so hard to believe? even Jacky said if he dont know me he will think i am in a relationship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was kinda sad... As people always told me, maybe i dun have what they called 'Love Fate' or whatever. On the countdown for 2012 i was still working and i fan out to the roadside just to stare at the fireworks and there was an imagine of me kissing my girlfriend and telling her happy new year in my head, too bad i dont know who she is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I admit, I felt kinda lonely that night. I spend 1.30 hours stuck in the traffic jam in my car and looking at all those couples in their bikes and cars beside. i notice that i was the only car without passengers. The traffic was so stuck but there is one small little Savvy that shake like mad and its all because there were 2 couples dancing in the car!!! haha... i laugh alone... its like funny watching they at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow is my offday and i seriously dont have plans.Actually i wanted to go out for movies with someone and just talk crap but then I've kinda been rejected? i dont know. Some of my other friends were kinda busy so Guess I'll just go back to grandma's house and start working full shift the whole week again.&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/-OEgbxQdTf9M/TwM68JHzS8I/AAAAAAAABZ8/cvqXKz_7iF8/s1600/2012-01-04+01.16.50.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEgbxQdTf9M/TwM68JHzS8I/AAAAAAAABZ8/cvqXKz_7iF8/s320/2012-01-04+01.16.50.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy&amp;nbsp; 2 0 1 2!!! cheers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3907633686975919715?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3907633686975919715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3907633686975919715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3907633686975919715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3907633686975919715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2012/01/2-0-1-2.html' title='2 0 1 2'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEgbxQdTf9M/TwM68JHzS8I/AAAAAAAABZ8/cvqXKz_7iF8/s72-c/2012-01-04+01.16.50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-4994432923800339223</id><published>2011-12-07T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:58:21.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Once upon a time, there live a simple minded boy. He like to play computer games and sports but always sleeps in class. Well, he is not popular in school and usually likes being alone in a corner reading his fantasy novels. One day, he get to know a girl while playing some online games. They chatted and become very good friends. At the end of the day, they exchange phone numbers and stared text-ing each other everyday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Apparently, He falls in love with her and they started dating but there was only one matter that stands between them... Distance... They lived very far away from each others but still they were a very loving couple. He would call her every night and day just to hear her voice. She would want to talk to him untill she fell asleep and everyday he would wake up before her and give her a wake up call just to get her ready for classes. He would say "I will be your guardian angel."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Months passed, and they have seen each others only 2 times in all these months. He missed her even more each day. She needs him even more everyday but, he could not be there for her every time. She felt even more lonely as days passed. Distance is between them. She blamed him for not being able to be with her. He too blame him self for the same thing. Every night they would argue on the same matter, every night he would shed tears and punch the walls to blame him self. Untill one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; One fine day, she found someone else. Someone that could be there whenever she needed someone to lean on, someone that could be there to wipe off her tears, someone that could care and make her happy and she wouldn't felt lonely anymore. He found out but said nothing. in the day, he locks himself in his room and stare at the empty wall, at night he went out just to look at the stars and finally he made a choice. Something that might turn him into a bad person and also at the same time hurt him so deeply that he could almost die. He decided to let her go, to force her away, to be a bad person and said he do not need her anymore and wants her out of his life. He was thinking that someone would take good care of her and at least she would be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; 3 years had passed and one day... She broke up with someone, they had a very terrible fight, and she was very down, She did a lot of bad things to hurt her self, she was feeling so lonely that she just wish her life would end just like this when suddenly, her phone rang... It was him, the boy who fell in love with her 3 years ago. They had a great chat and she was feeling better. They missed each other very much. She told him she wished that he could be here with her now, and so he asked her to close her eyes, switch off her room light, turn around and slowly open her eyes. He was standing by her window smiling at her with arms wide open. She couldn't control her tears, she ran towards him and just fall into his arms. They Held each other in a way that says "I missed you more than anything".&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you here?" she ask...&lt;br /&gt;"Lets just say it was a miracle"&amp;nbsp; he answered...&lt;br /&gt;and as old times, he accompany her untill she fall asleep but this time he was by her side. He was gone when she woke up but he left a note by her side. &lt;br /&gt;"Whenever you need me, I would always be by your side."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Each time she was sad or needed someone on that very night, He would call her on her cell and say "close your eyes, turn off your room lights, turn around and slowly open your eyes..." and there he was always with her. Always there for her but...&lt;br /&gt;(as i always said, nothing is perfect and there will always be a but...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; But... one day, he stops appearing. He no longer text or call her. She could not get in touch with him. The number he used to call her was no longer available. That was when the service center told her that the number was not in used for more than 3 years. She was shocked and couldn't find any answers to her questions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; On that very night when she was about to fall asleep, she notice there was a letter stuck beside her bed and so she open it. There was an old cut out news paper from 3 years ago saying that boy died in a car accident they day he broke up with her, and there was also a letter in his own writing... as she read it, tears began to flow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #d9d2e9;"&gt; "I'm very sorry I could not appear by your side any more. By now you should have know that I am no longer alive. Do you remember that i used to say i will be your guardian angel? Well, I did that, but as an angel, we would have to go back on top and i could not bear to leave you here... so I did the one thing that no angel would dare to do. I Clipped off my wings to stay with you forever. Without my wings i have no powers, I could not appear for you to see me but I will always be by your side. If you meet a wall in live, I would break it for you. If you were to drown in life, I would safe you. If you were left in the dark, I would light up the way for you. You could not see me but I will always be with you. I would always be your guardian angel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #d9d2e9;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9d2e9;"&gt;I love you... and will forever love you..."&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/220345358031443407-4994432923800339223?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4994432923800339223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=4994432923800339223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4994432923800339223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4994432923800339223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2011/12/with-you.html' title='With You'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8763726399104548541</id><published>2011-12-01T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T08:42:02.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>I am standing on a crossroad,&lt;br /&gt;Each road leading to a place that i don't know,&lt;br /&gt;And i don't know which should i take,&lt;br /&gt;Or should i just stay here,&lt;br /&gt;I do not know whats left here that keeps me from staying anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Besides my family, my friends, and the beautiful night skies,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left for me here,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if people would even miss me when i leave,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how they would feel with me gone,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if there is someone who would say "I wish i had stop him from going or at least i'll go with him.",&lt;br /&gt;But the world is never kind,&lt;br /&gt;Never fair,&lt;br /&gt;Never perfect for anyone,&lt;br /&gt;There is always a catch in everything, &lt;br /&gt;A price we all have to pay for the things we gain,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is free,&lt;br /&gt;Not even Love, because you pay with Hurts,&lt;br /&gt;Not even Sweetness, because you pay with Bitterness,&lt;br /&gt;Not even Hate, because you pay with Betrayal and Lies,&lt;br /&gt;Not even Happiness, because you pay with sadness,&lt;br /&gt;Not even Companionship, because you pay with Loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;Not even Fulfillment, because you pay with Emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;And don't think that you have gain what you got because there is a price and it can also backfire at you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still standing at the crossroad,&lt;br /&gt;I really do not know what I really want,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are right that I never really let it all go,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is why it still hurts,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe that is why i still felt alone empty fallen break,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I just wish I could rip my heart out and wash it clean then maybe i could feel different and maybe i could really see what i really want,&lt;br /&gt;I know, I emo, down, useless piece of shit or whatever you called it.&lt;br /&gt;standing on a crossroad and don't know which to pick,&lt;br /&gt;I'm Lost In Life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8763726399104548541?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8763726399104548541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8763726399104548541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8763726399104548541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8763726399104548541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2011/12/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-866729989709598936</id><published>2011-11-26T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T02:02:27.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Some might know the answers, Some might even know the meaning, but I've been asking my self for so many damn years the same question "What Is Love? How Does It Feels like to fall in Love?" and every time when I thought I have the answers, things starts to goes side ways and everything is messed up again. Now I'm asking you to think, Do you really know what is love? can you be 100% sure that what you and your partner are 100% in love and that there is no deceptions or anything freaking accident that can or might or will happen in the future that will tear your heart out and leave you to suffer and rot in some stranded place where nobody seems to care bout you? If your answer to all that is "Yes, you are 100% sure" then this i congratulate you and may the power of love brings you and your partner happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Someone told me, "maybe you should take some time and really think about it". The truth is, I've fallen in love, or at least i think i did, and it was way deeper than i've ever imagine. I tried each and everyway to be with her, I tried to make her happy, I sacrifices my time and health for her but... (have to remind you guys there is always a 'BUT' in everything) and so... But... It still wasn't enough. And so i've fallen into hell. DEEP HELL... I lose my self, I gone mad, crazy, bang my head against the wall, scratch my self till my arms bleed, punch something so hard that something break, cried every night to sleep. but with all this... i ask my self "was it worth it? If she can be co cold hearted and say straight to my face that she dont love me and she dont wanna be with me, then why must i still cried over her?" and then i came to realise that there are people out there that will appreciate you for who you are. Its not about looks, Its not about body shape that you have to be this pretty and sexy like Megan Fox then only i would wanna be with you. Although everybody would want that but its not the point. Sometimes, Something are just not meant to be. Sometimes you just need to learn the hard way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; In my darkest days, someone rescue me. Someone shows me that there are people that still cares. Someone been there for me and i don't felt alone but, (as always there is still a but) but... I cant be with her, why you ask? easy... I don't know what is love. I don't know if i do love her or not. It wouldn't be fair for her. and I don't know how she feels for me. as a friend? or more? I really cant tell. She is not as sexy or as pretty as other girls but her heart is pure and she cares... and what i like about her is all those imperfects that makes her perfect but she felt like a replacement and its just not fair for me to be with her although i really want to but its just not fair for her. All i can do now is just live my single life and maybe one day she will accept me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Still, I ask my self "what is love?" and still I don't have a specific answer for that question. It all depends on the person. Different person have different point of view and so we all have our own different answer. For me... all i know now is instead of happiness, love also brings along a evil friend call 'Hurt' and 'Heartbreak'. So I didn't really found my answer, at least not yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: magenta;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; To all happy couples out there, I wish you the best luck and love... Seriously... good luck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-866729989709598936?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/866729989709598936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=866729989709598936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/866729989709598936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/866729989709598936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2011/11/love.html' title='Love?'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8466914953596669525</id><published>2011-01-09T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:23:01.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember The Name - Dexxie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*walks in and look around*&lt;br /&gt;*shows the V sign and smile*&lt;br /&gt;*Ahem*.... here we go~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Althought these moments wont last forever,&lt;br /&gt;as times pass by they will flow down the river,&lt;br /&gt;I'll just use a net to hold it all together,&lt;br /&gt;dont worry if they flow pass coz there will be another,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not dump but i'm not that clever,&lt;br /&gt;maybe sometimes i can even lose my temper,&lt;br /&gt;but as time swings I'll learn to be better,&lt;br /&gt;as i grow up I wanna be a leader,&lt;br /&gt;but right now I'm still someone else's woker,&lt;br /&gt;as u read more u might think I'm a rapper,&lt;br /&gt;but seriously I'm not I'm just a crapper,&lt;br /&gt;and to tell u the truth my brain works like a craker,&lt;br /&gt;when I sleeps i like to hug my bolster,&lt;br /&gt;and when i work i might get some blister,&lt;br /&gt;coz in the kitchen i like to make my blades sharper,&lt;br /&gt;holding my blades and swings around the corner,&lt;br /&gt;it feels so good I'm like the &lt;strong&gt;Grim Reaper&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;then I'll laugh out loud like &lt;strong&gt;Batman's Joker&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;throw a tomato like a baseball pitcher,&lt;br /&gt;mix in some herbs and even some pepper,&lt;br /&gt;lets start a party and make it wilder,&lt;br /&gt;stack some cards and make the &lt;strong&gt;Eiffel Tower&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;then make &lt;strong&gt;Godzilla&lt;/strong&gt; fight with the &lt;strong&gt;Power Ranger&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe &lt;strong&gt;Sylvester Stallone&lt;/strong&gt; VS&lt;strong&gt; Arnold Schwarzenegger&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but then again I'm just a dreamer,&lt;br /&gt;and when my dream came true I'll be an owner,&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'll even get my self a life partner,&lt;br /&gt;so to everyone thats reading please &lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;my nick's &lt;strong&gt;DEXXIE&lt;/strong&gt; and my name's &lt;strong&gt;DEXTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*bows* thank you~ thank you~ *blush*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8466914953596669525?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8466914953596669525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8466914953596669525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8466914953596669525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8466914953596669525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2011/01/remember-name-dexxie.html' title='Remember The Name - Dexxie'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5627013363999152912</id><published>2011-01-09T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:08:13.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eminem - no love (dexxie's version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chours:&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard but i see&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect as you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;but baby I'm not gonna leave,&lt;br /&gt;so I'm beggin you please, dont leave me, dont leave me, no more...&lt;br /&gt;whenever theres is love&lt;br /&gt;somewhere theres still space to feel hurt&lt;br /&gt;but still i'm not gonna leave,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm beggin you please, dont leave me, dont leave me, no more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;throw hurt on me and force me to leave&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not going coz i'll be staying so please&lt;br /&gt;I've been to hell and back&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels to have a crack&lt;br /&gt;in your heart when you hurt&lt;br /&gt;like broken glass cover in dirt&lt;br /&gt;so dont say that i dun understand how u feel when u say u hate me&lt;br /&gt;coz when i dont say a thing dont mean that i dont care when you curse me&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i still swallow my anger&lt;br /&gt;coz to see you happy is all that matters&lt;br /&gt;that smile change everything&lt;br /&gt;even the world stops moving&lt;br /&gt;but its the sad side that makes me wonder&lt;br /&gt;why am I not strong enough to save you from this world&lt;br /&gt;and it feels so empty to see the sky&lt;br /&gt;filled with dark clouds thats about to cry&lt;br /&gt;and when i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;please dont tell me goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chours:&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard but i see&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect as u want me to be&lt;br /&gt;but baby i'm not gonna leave ,&lt;br /&gt;so I'm beggin you please, dont leave me, dont leave me, no more...&lt;br /&gt;whenever there is love&lt;br /&gt;somewhere theres still space to feel hurt&lt;br /&gt;but still I'm not gonna leave,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm beggin you please, dont leave me, dont leave me, no more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Inject me with more dose of morphine&lt;br /&gt;so the pain in me wont be chockin&lt;br /&gt;I wont wanna dream of me leavin&lt;br /&gt;and I wont wanna see that you're going&lt;br /&gt;away from me to some place that I've never been&lt;br /&gt;somwhere so far that i cant even feel you within&lt;br /&gt;I wont even imagine of how it feel&lt;br /&gt;I wont have the courage to face it when it's real&lt;br /&gt;I cant wish to go back to the past&lt;br /&gt;for i wont know how long this magic will last&lt;br /&gt;so for now all i can do is pray&lt;br /&gt;that you will understand how i feel about it one day&lt;br /&gt;someday I will realise that this is all a dream&lt;br /&gt;and to wake up with you by my side not wanting to scream&lt;br /&gt;to see you smile just light up the darkness&lt;br /&gt;and to put back all the broken pieces&lt;br /&gt;bring back the happiness&lt;br /&gt;and when i finally open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;you will be by my side&lt;br /&gt;and it wont be goodbye...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5627013363999152912?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5627013363999152912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5627013363999152912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5627013363999152912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5627013363999152912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2011/01/eminem-no-love-dexxies-version.html' title='Eminem - no love (dexxie&apos;s version)'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-4808671510967844755</id><published>2011-01-09T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:03:54.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Alone so lonely with nothing to hold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;moisture around you keeping you cold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;days are hard to pass yet you are getting old,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;but you never give up and do as you were told,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you keep on fighting and will not admit defeat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you never stops and will never retreat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you feel all the pain and yet you bear the heat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you believe that one day your dreams will be complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but sometime you win and sometimes you lose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and for sure that you will get some bruise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;as days passed you will be more confuse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you struggle among your self to find an excuse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Relax my dear friend and just let it be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;look away from sadness just look at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;your feelings of confusion and pain will soon be free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you will feel comfort and safe because as a true friend this I can guarantee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-4808671510967844755?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4808671510967844755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=4808671510967844755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4808671510967844755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4808671510967844755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2011/01/friends-forever.html' title='Friends Forever'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1833557775723804011</id><published>2010-10-27T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T01:38:05.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Try</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/TMfjWiUjw6I/AAAAAAAABYk/_co8kdRqN5o/s1600/P1010188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532640643557606306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/TMfjWiUjw6I/AAAAAAAABYk/_co8kdRqN5o/s400/P1010188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you are seeing is Cintan Mee (curry flavoured) + Double Sausage + Egg half cooked + A slice of Cheddar Cheese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it tasted just nice to me... maybe some of you would call it weird... but... i think you should giv it a try...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1833557775723804011?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1833557775723804011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1833557775723804011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1833557775723804011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1833557775723804011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2010/10/lets-try.html' title='Lets Try'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/TMfjWiUjw6I/AAAAAAAABYk/_co8kdRqN5o/s72-c/P1010188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8623068063872107348</id><published>2010-05-30T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T10:23:11.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I played a game with this storyline so i decided to tell you guys since some, mayb most of you dont play games but of coz i edited the story line a little *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In ancient times, so long ago that no one can remember when, even before proper words were spoken, when eveything is so magical, there were greens all over the place, everywhere is full of wild life and ancients carved stature.&lt;br /&gt;In a small village, Wonder was an odinary boy who fell in love with the beautiful girl Mono. they were so happy together n deeply in love. they promise each other that they will be together forever no matter what happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477114450331438450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/TAKektYqDXI/AAAAAAAABYE/epCTGkpR4iM/s320/wander_and_mono.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, nothing turns out perfect in every reality. A terrible storm strikes, lightining shoots down several times and burn down houses, wind were so strong that people have to grab on something or they will be blown away. Few days later, the village's Mono must be sacrifice to save the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she died... I dun know how but she died. Wonder was so in pain that he stole the ancient sword from his village n carry Mono on Agro (his horse) into a forbidden temple. It was told that in this forbidden temple a devil's soul was split into 16 sections and was kept inside 16 different colossus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder ask the devil to help revive Mono, but in order to revive Mono, Wonder have to defeat all 16 colosssus for the devil to regain his power. Each Colossus have at least 1 vital spot and only that ancient magical sword that Wonder have can defeat it. after defeating each of them, the devil's soul will went into Wonder's body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*here is 2 of the picture, imagine me having hard times fiding the vitals n claimbing to it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477114455467935010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/TAKelAhSxSI/AAAAAAAABYU/nS8FtWD8vAM/s320/387341-shadow1_super.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477114453607661458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/TAKek5lxP5I/AAAAAAAABYM/ONEd81ybWnQ/s320/shadow-of-the-colossus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The head of the village found out and went to stop Wonder but they were too late, the devil was revived and Wonder turns into it. The head cast a magical black hole so suck in all evil, and they ran away. hoping everything will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The devil promise to revive Mono, and so he did... Mono woke up only to find Wonder gone and to find that she was in the ancient temple, she realise that there was a baby crying somewhere nearby, as she walk closer, it was Wonder but with 2 little horns in his head... she carry him to the top of the temple, and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sad... but nothing is perfect and nothing last forever. everything you wish for has a price to pay. Wonder pay it with his life, he rather giv up his life to save Mono... is that really love? or only his stupidity...&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/220345358031443407-8623068063872107348?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8623068063872107348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8623068063872107348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8623068063872107348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8623068063872107348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2010/05/love.html' title='Love?'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/TAKektYqDXI/AAAAAAAABYE/epCTGkpR4iM/s72-c/wander_and_mono.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8139634745927787253</id><published>2010-02-21T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T06:43:58.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half GRILLED Eggs</title><content type='html'>This is Humpty :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/S4FFtu1yPrI/AAAAAAAABXc/e8OB6bGU_mY/s1600-h/DSC01377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/S4FFtu1yPrI/AAAAAAAABXc/e8OB6bGU_mY/s320/DSC01377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440706476810321586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Dumpty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/S4FFtfv_OJI/AAAAAAAABXU/nLver1VV_R0/s1600-h/DSC01376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/S4FFtfv_OJI/AAAAAAAABXU/nLver1VV_R0/s320/DSC01376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440706472759474322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been sitting on the GRILLER for more than an hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/S4FF3dSkuDI/AAAAAAAABX0/m3uAeyD2ysw/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/S4FF3dSkuDI/AAAAAAAABX0/m3uAeyD2ysw/s320/DSC01379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440706643897923634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Break them up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/S4FF36Vjs_I/AAAAAAAABX8/z6Z5YkYMaqw/s1600-h/DSC01380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/S4FF36Vjs_I/AAAAAAAABX8/z6Z5YkYMaqw/s320/DSC01380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440706651695068146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and you have a nice half Grilled egg for breakfast!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8139634745927787253?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8139634745927787253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8139634745927787253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8139634745927787253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8139634745927787253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2010/02/half-grilled-eggs.html' title='Half GRILLED Eggs'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/S4FFtu1yPrI/AAAAAAAABXc/e8OB6bGU_mY/s72-c/DSC01377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-7880591138045811265</id><published>2009-12-14T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:20:56.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last 10min!!!</title><content type='html'>the other day, shipment just arrived (i dunno from where but since its japanese restanrant i guess its from japan) there are a few big blogs of DRY ICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we finish clearing dee, n there is still 10min before we go for our split shif.. so... we entertain our self with the DRY ICE!!!! WEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~~ *thank god now a have a phone with camera if not i wont have all these pictures dee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SycNk4LV_uI/AAAAAAAABWw/z4oZGikfCKo/s1600-h/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SycNk4LV_uI/AAAAAAAABWw/z4oZGikfCKo/s320/DSC01211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415312004142726882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we 1st put all in the sink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SycNlCIhKBI/AAAAAAAABW4/dpxpXG4cjzY/s1600-h/DSC01212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SycNlCIhKBI/AAAAAAAABW4/dpxpXG4cjzY/s320/DSC01212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415312006815229970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;add more hot water!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SycNlp6kSBI/AAAAAAAABXA/jLFoZsLd4bg/s1600-h/DSC01213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SycNlp6kSBI/AAAAAAAABXA/jLFoZsLd4bg/s320/DSC01213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415312017494132754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Urm... i'm not sucking it... i'm bowling it...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SycNlyOrUkI/AAAAAAAABXI/AhWov8hZPI0/s1600-h/DSC00842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SycNlyOrUkI/AAAAAAAABXI/AhWov8hZPI0/s320/DSC00842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415312019725963842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they r just having fun when there is little left... hahah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-7880591138045811265?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7880591138045811265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=7880591138045811265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7880591138045811265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7880591138045811265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-10min.html' title='last 10min!!!'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SycNk4LV_uI/AAAAAAAABWw/z4oZGikfCKo/s72-c/DSC01211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1274734653458504251</id><published>2009-12-02T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:21:19.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>useless</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oWhVmlqFhI0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oWhVmlqFhI0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" 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;Well, If you understand.. please tell me what u think. u support what the DJ said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont understand, i'll try to explain to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about a 16 years old girl call up to a radio station and say just break up with a guy, she say the guy flirt with a lot of the girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the DJ ask did she go out with her, how many times?&lt;br /&gt;she said 3 times,&lt;br /&gt;DJ ask, that 3 times got do anything?&lt;br /&gt;she said got, they have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ: when was yr 1st sex?&lt;br /&gt;girl: when i was 14             --------------------( seeeeee 14 years old 1st time gone!!! what an idiot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the DJ ask her about did she think of her future? from the DJ point of view she wont have a good future and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl say tat she will find a better guy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dj said that "we r not in this topic dee, i ask about your future... think of the future, if you got baby then how?"&lt;br /&gt;girl: ask him feed lor...&lt;br /&gt;DJ: then if he dunwan?&lt;br /&gt;girl: what dunwan he hav to...&lt;br /&gt;DJ: he dunwan then dunwan lar... now adays a lot of people also like this wan mar... they dunwan u cant do anything also wan mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i cut short)&lt;br /&gt;Dj said, i also can think that u play wan mar... u go online and find a guy then after 3 times u can hav sex with him even me also can think that u play wan lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if suddenly hav baby how? if have aids how? that guy can go out with a lot of girls what if he got hiv then u die lor? have aids for life wan... your parents never teach u wan meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*then the DJ said he dunwan to talk with her dee then give a a very good advice*&lt;br /&gt;*for your information, the girl said she working as a waitress*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, 16 years old how come not in school but working as waitress? (y must work part time? need money so badly meh?)&lt;br /&gt;14 years old time already have sex?&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is wrong in all your brains???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i lazy wanna explain dee, you get the picture lar)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1274734653458504251?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1274734653458504251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1274734653458504251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1274734653458504251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1274734653458504251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/12/useless.html' title='useless'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8956145484266139748</id><published>2009-11-23T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:46:52.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughs~</title><content type='html'>I got this out of my emails~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Q: Why are condoms transparent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;A: So that sperms can at least enjoy the scene even if their entry is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Restricted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Signboard outside a prostitute's house: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Married MEN not allowed. We&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;serve the needy, not the greedy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;New AIDS awareness slogan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Try different positions with the same woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;instead of same position with different women. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Why is Sex like shaving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Well, because no matter how well you do it today... tomorrow you'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;have to do it again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Q: Why do 90% of gals have left boob bigger than right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A: Bcoz 90% of boys are right handed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Q: What is the difference between an UNDERWEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&amp;amp; a STAGE CURTAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;A: When you pull down the STAGE CURTAIN, the show is over, but when you pull down the UNDERWEAR..... it is SHOWTIME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Q: What is the similarity between a wife and a chewing gum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A: Both are sweet in the beginning but become tasteless and shapeless later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Advantages of having an affair with a married women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They give like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They do not yell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They do not tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They do not swell and there is no wedding bell! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;My dad told me that if Adam and Eve were Chinese, we would be still in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt; .. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because they would have eaten the snake instead of the bloody apple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&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/220345358031443407-8956145484266139748?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8956145484266139748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8956145484266139748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8956145484266139748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8956145484266139748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/11/laughs.html' title='laughs~'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-405706164964562301</id><published>2009-11-17T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:11:28.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstage of a 5 star</title><content type='html'>In the front, a 5 star hotel is magnificent, beautiful, so high class, and everyone is so polite and helpfull. almost similar to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what about the view from its back?&lt;br /&gt;let me giv you a view from my experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the loading bay is very near to main big rubbish area. haha... Imagine how your food tasted like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a smooking area right beside the loading bay but not really much people tend to smoke there. If you think this is good, think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you where all the smokers go for their smoking breaks,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; IN THE LOCKER ROOM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, clearly out side of the locker room door there is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NON-SMOKING SIGN&lt;/span&gt; but people tend to ignore it. Is it so hard to walk to the smoking area that is already prepared for all the staff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"Hotel rules, did you know 1mm hair can contain up to 50,000 germs in it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of this we have to cut short hair, of course for personal hygiene and so on...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BUT what about all that germs from all the smokes that is hanging, sticking, oozing, flowing, contaminating from everyone's uniform into the air and mayb mostly into your food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Imagine if 1mm hair can contain 50,000 germs then how much germs do you suck in everyday while you are in a hotel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe if i die of cancer and the found whole bunch of smokes in me and you will start to wonder, "what the fuck? Dexter dont smokes!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, not only smoking in the locker room is a problem, the backstage of a hotel is way more dirty than what you guys have been looking at from the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me ask you a question, whenever you go in a washroom in a 5star hotel, nice right? feels like you can even sleep in there right?&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you that in our staff locker room, everytime i go in there, it feels like I'm gonna puke anytime!!! Imagine the smell, Imagine the yellowish colour sticking everywhere. sometimes i wonder do they pee on the floor or in the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends, cousins, reletives ask me this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;"WAH!!! you work in a 5star hotel wor... the food must be very nice lor... everyday also you eat nice nice food lor?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my answer is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;"I miss my mom's cooking even more. not because i cant get a chance to taste her cooking, but its because the staff meal kinda sucks in a way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that i wanna complain about the food. but sometimes i think thay can do better.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, deep fry fish? all the time? what about stim fish?&lt;br /&gt;roasted chicken? and too dry? how about braise? or just boil? at least there is some moisture right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Oh, there is one time when the cook the red bean soup thingy. well, something like hot dessert and its Tasteless!!! just like drinking plain water that is red in colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;and there is another time i drink the rose syrup juice (they have different flavours everyday) and 2hours later i went to the toillet and my stomach hurts like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, dont hate me for saying all this. Its just an opinion from a nobody. I'm just telling the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-405706164964562301?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/405706164964562301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=405706164964562301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/405706164964562301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/405706164964562301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/11/backstage-of-5-star.html' title='Backstage of a 5 star'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8655824130468297039</id><published>2009-10-18T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T04:48:58.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird-day</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wonder how well your friends know you? your ex- gf/bf, your family, your love ones and all those bitches out there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I just realise... not all friends can be trusted... but at least i got a few... mayb less than 10 but its enough for me dee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a present thats way beyond my expectation... I love it very much... and that is when i realise that somehow... someone still know what i like after all these years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated bird bird day Dexxie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8655824130468297039?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8655824130468297039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8655824130468297039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8655824130468297039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8655824130468297039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/10/bird-day.html' title='Bird-day'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1965431606710101391</id><published>2009-08-21T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:56:53.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fucked up management!</title><content type='html'>Kitchen Working hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Split shif - 10am to 2.30pm *break* 6pm to 10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats your anyone that dun know what split means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all have to work split from monday to friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday and sunday we have to work 9.5hours straight... FOR 3 MONTHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. where the hell are we suppose to go between that 4 hours splt?&lt;br /&gt;2. if we stay like 5min drive back to our house then nvm lar. but what if some of us stay like 30-45min drive?&lt;br /&gt;3. waste of money for petrol and also waste of all our time.&lt;br /&gt;4. we dont get any split shif allowance and our pay is like so low and we have to work our ass off.&lt;br /&gt;5. we dont have any freedom anymore, why? because we eat, sleep, work, sleep again and work again... tiring? try that your self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can think of any logical benefits (not for swensens but for us because they never fucking think about their staff situation but they just wan the benefits for them self) ,&lt;br /&gt;plz feel free to tell us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way... If any of swensens management or even the big bos is reading this, if you dont like my additude then go fuck your self coz i dun fucking care... sue me you mother fuckka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1965431606710101391?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1965431606710101391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1965431606710101391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1965431606710101391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1965431606710101391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/08/swensens-fucked-up-management.html' title='fucked up management!'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5171834187513565627</id><published>2009-08-12T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T05:23:26.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mouse</title><content type='html'>I was listening to my Mp3 while doing closing, after all the washing, cleaning, some preparation, and clearing... I went to throw rubbish and when i came back, Nascari was pointing in a rubbish bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1st, i didnt saw anthing in there but as i look closely, its was also looking up at me... so helpless, so sad, so small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It have curved round ears, black eyes witha tiny little nose and legs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really kill animals so i took it... went to let it go somewhere beside gurney plaza and it ran off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... at least i feel good not kiling it... and its so cute....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5171834187513565627?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5171834187513565627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5171834187513565627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5171834187513565627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5171834187513565627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/08/mouse.html' title='mouse'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3248105286042981106</id><published>2009-06-24T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:08:18.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn Baby Burn!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SkMFDfiLtEI/AAAAAAAABWg/hnrpnBKdBIQ/s1600-h/DSCN4280.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24-06-2009,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly there was 1 long table and a few other tables just came in. I'm suppose to work at 2pm but its only 1.30pm and only Anas n Nascari was in the kitchen. so i decided to go in early n help. but it turns out that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Anas is busy doing stock ordering. JUST STARTED???&lt;br /&gt;2- Soup of the day left 2 portion and not yet standby.&lt;br /&gt;3- some of the mis-en-plus was not ready yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we cant blame them coz only 2 of them doing opening and they need time.  So i rust like i've just grown another 2 hands and then the orders start coming in, I ask anas to settle the stock ordering while i prepare the food ( salads, pizza, pasta, griller ) I dont have to worry about the deep fryer coz Nascari only know how to do there and anas can help to look out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem... Here is when it all started... I was focusing on the order list and keep concentrate on what i should do it to save time n i wont have to do double job...&lt;br /&gt;after a few orders that went out smoothly, suddenly... when i open the OVEN... I dunno what the hell happen i started jumping around looking for water... dash to the tap, turn it on, and let the running water rinse my arm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see whats next? Here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SkMFDyeRqGI/AAAAAAAABWo/V2loD9YT8lo/s1600-h/DSCN4282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SkMFDyeRqGI/AAAAAAAABWo/V2loD9YT8lo/s320/DSCN4282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351126344892786786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SkMFDfiLtEI/AAAAAAAABWg/hnrpnBKdBIQ/s1600-h/DSCN4280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SkMFDfiLtEI/AAAAAAAABWg/hnrpnBKdBIQ/s320/DSCN4280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351126339808900162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went to the doctor this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dexter: it still hurts like its burning...&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: Oh... This wan ar... you will feel the BURNING SENSATION about a week lor...&lt;br /&gt;Dexter: WHAT??!! 1 WEEK AR???!!!&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: yes, dont worry, I'll give a some cream to apply on to prevent infections, the cream have some antibiotic syrup in it so i wont have to giv you any antibiotic. and also i'll give you some Painkillers just in case... So in about 2weeks plus your skin all will turn back to normal...&lt;br /&gt;Dexter: *sign* ok ok... but i cant work like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i'm under MC, but 2moro... not sure yet... if it gets worst then mc again lor..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3248105286042981106?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3248105286042981106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3248105286042981106&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3248105286042981106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3248105286042981106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/06/burn-baby-burn.html' title='Burn Baby Burn!!!'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SkMFDyeRqGI/AAAAAAAABWo/V2loD9YT8lo/s72-c/DSCN4282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3982709050378581031</id><published>2009-05-15T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:03:15.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet lar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;dex dex dex dexter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;go c ur blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i put some shout out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dekusutaa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dekusutaa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;wait i go check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;not put&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;haaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;this is what she post " *hugz* dun worry k.. rules are meant to be broken!! HAHA we find one fine day bomb the whole outlet.. *wink* "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dekusutaa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;bomb? serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dekusutaa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;we go buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;how dare they make my syang angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and because of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i felt bored whole afternoon, evening and night today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dekusutaa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;haha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;serious la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;gailor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;waited for ur sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;is like waiting for rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;u better say sorry to my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dekusutaa says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;y???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;she jadi my mangsa today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dunno how to lepaskan geram waiting for ur sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;she pula kena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;~[May LyNn]~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;but i sayang her more than u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This also :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"  lolx.. oh yea, the people there damn cool but not the management.. u tell me where is the HQ i go hunt them down for u... HAHHAHA "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*ahem..... at least i still got someone that can make me smile* Wooooooooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3982709050378581031?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3982709050378581031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3982709050378581031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3982709050378581031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3982709050378581031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-lar.html' title='Sweet lar...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8127791369876165803</id><published>2009-05-14T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T07:22:39.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>( = . = ) o0o</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here are the rules that you need to follow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You have to be in your full uniform including yr cap, apron, glove and so on before you punch in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cannot go out of the kitchen before you finish work. You cannot take off any part of your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uniform before you finish work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cannot talk, play, laugh, HAVE FUN with other staff INCLUDING KITCHEN STAFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cannot read books/paper, use your handphone to sms, watch movies on your phone, play games while you are working. You can only do all that after you punch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In other words you have to turn your self into a zombie that have to feeling and work your ass off for us as we give you low pay because we are cheap bustards that have no feelings or intertst in you because we are just using you as our tools so that we can earn profits and we can keep them without telling you how much we earn and still cut all the cost of each and every food in the menu that they are earning more than 50% (If my culculation were right its more than 100%) to feed their fat ass so that they can rot in hell…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you for working with us and please come back again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;()‘’’’’’() o0o&lt;br /&gt;( = .= ) ( … )&lt;br /&gt;(, )(‘’)(‘’) FUCK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8127791369876165803?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8127791369876165803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8127791369876165803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8127791369876165803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8127791369876165803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/05/o0o.html' title='( = . = ) o0o'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8782419285345122973</id><published>2009-05-14T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T03:49:48.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superheroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Superhero 1Name: Booburn&lt;br /&gt;powers1: ability to burn boobs of any size.&lt;br /&gt;Power2: ability to change his boobs size.&lt;br /&gt;Power 3: ability to burst villains boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superhero2&lt;br /&gt;Name: Manimani&lt;br /&gt;Power1: ability to change paper into money&lt;br /&gt;Power2: ability to talk nonstop&lt;br /&gt;Power3: ability to cubit villains and make them suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superhero3&lt;br /&gt;Name: AnasBOB&lt;br /&gt;Power1: ability to “raba punggung lelaki”&lt;br /&gt;Power2: ability to make weird sound&lt;br /&gt;Power3: ability to kill girls with his cuteness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superhero4&lt;br /&gt;Name:Nallie&lt;br /&gt;Power1: ability to ignore people till death&lt;br /&gt;Power2: ability to make others have heart attack&lt;br /&gt;Power3: ability to create names such as ‘benben and jenjen’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superhero5&lt;br /&gt;Name: Daniel the ladder&lt;br /&gt;Power1: ability to date girls of any size&lt;br /&gt;Power2: ability to reach for high area&lt;br /&gt;Power3: ability to shoot someone when he is in the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superhero6&lt;br /&gt;Name:Thapa-man&lt;br /&gt;Power1: ability to do 3mans job&lt;br /&gt;Power2: ability to shoot his bullets 3meter far.&lt;br /&gt;Power3: ability to ‘chickneh’ nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superhero7&lt;br /&gt;Name: Nas-cari-takjumpa&lt;br /&gt;Power1: ability to slow his own time&lt;br /&gt;Power2: ability to move and think slow&lt;br /&gt;Power3: ability to NOT speak and understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superhero8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Name:Dexxie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Power1: ability to become blur in brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Power2: ability to do silly things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Power3: ability to create this crazy things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8782419285345122973?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8782419285345122973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8782419285345122973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8782419285345122973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8782419285345122973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/05/superheroes.html' title='Superheroes'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-6074511457687447238</id><published>2009-05-10T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:27:17.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid</title><content type='html'>yesterday (mother's day and it was on sunday) I started work at 2pm but i reach there at 1.48pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;OMG... FULL HOUSE!!!&lt;/span&gt; and they were so bz... so i just took out my hat and change then rush in the kitchen to help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went on untill around 5pm we get to rest for about 1 hour to take our staff meal. that time there was only 2 tables... then suddenly...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; FULL HOUSE&lt;/span&gt; again... and it goes on nonstop... untill 9pm i wanna do closing but still i have to do orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my closing... when i wanted to punch out that time... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;FUCK!!! I just notice i forget to punch in...!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules there, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"if u forget to punch in then no matter u are there or not, yr half day salary will be gone!!!" ( no one can save you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BYE BYE&lt;/span&gt; to my half day salary n I was damn tired....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-6074511457687447238?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/6074511457687447238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=6074511457687447238&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6074511457687447238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6074511457687447238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/05/stupid.html' title='Stupid'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5608026975009734089</id><published>2009-04-28T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:31:40.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chosen One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;There is one magical place far away guard by furious defend system that no man can penetrate, every month the defend system will upgrade it self, changing its settings and become more and more powerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Legend said if one person can get into that magical place, that person will obtain power beyond all and will be given a new life. but sadly, most of them tried and die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;people train them self to become strong and powerful, some of them even have special powers and some even created a large group of army...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sargent: They day have come... we must attack before it can mutate again... before it will become stronger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;so they make their way to the magical cave... once they enter the cave, suddenly it trigger the defend system...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sargent: If we die, We die with Honor!!!... ATTACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The cave have laser guns and heat sensing system... guns firing, hundreds and hundreds have died...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Someone: The Sargent is down!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Someone else: Forget about him, lets move forward before we get killed too... AHHHH... I"m HIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;more and more were dead....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;until there were 3 people with special powers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A= strong arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;B= Laser eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;C= the crazy guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3 of them reach the magical place... but there is still one layer of defend there... the magical place is located in a huge ball like thingy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;A used his strong arms to try to punch his way in, he used all his force and hit it with one powerful punch.... BOINK~~~ Oh no, its soft and like a spring, the force bounce back and hit A and then A was sent flying and hit his head on a wall... A was dead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;B laugh and then use his laser eye to try to break the soft layer... PIU PIU PIU~~~ the later shoots and hit it... Yes... did he got it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;NO... its deflected his laser and the laser killed B...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;C: I guess i'll just try to walk into in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and so... C try hard with his crazy idea... he keep pushing and pushing the soft later until his hand was in it... soon, he was inside the magical ball...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the ball then merge with him, turning him slowly into a baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;9 months later... YAY!!!! Baby Dexter was born!!! la la la......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;~The End~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5608026975009734089?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5608026975009734089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5608026975009734089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5608026975009734089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5608026975009734089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/04/chosen-one.html' title='The Chosen One'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5844556485521154417</id><published>2009-03-09T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:29:23.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What were you thinking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe... i got this from my email again... i dunno what to update on my blog but i think this is funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok... now have a great laugh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A first-grade teacher, Ms Anna (Age 22 ) was having trouble with one of her students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The teacher asked the boy, 'what is your problem?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The boy answered, 'I'm too smart for the first-grade. My sister is in the third-grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the third-grade too!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna had enough. She took the boy to the principal's office. While the boy waited at the reception of the office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The principal told Ms Anna he would give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the first-grade and behave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The boy was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Principal: 'What is 3 x 3?' Boy: '9'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Principal: 'What is 6 x 6?' Boy: '36'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;So it went with every question the principal thought a third-grade should know The principal looks at Ms Anna and tells her, 'I think Boy can go o the third-grade. ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna says to the principal, 'I have some of my own questions, can I ask him?' The principal and Boy both agree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna asks, 'What does a cow have four of that I have only two of? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: after a moment 'Legs.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: 'What is in  your pants that you have but I do not have?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: 'Pockets.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: 'What starts with a C and ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid'? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: 'Coconut' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: 'What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky'? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer, the boy was taking charge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: 'Bubblegum' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: 'What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs'? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The principal's eyes open really wide again and before he could stop the answer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: 'Shake hands' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: 'Now, I will ask some who am I sort of questions, ok?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: 'Yep.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: 'You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up. I get wet before you do.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: 'A tent' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: A finger goes in  me. You fiddle with me when you're bored. The best man always has me first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The Principal was looking restless and a bit tense He took one large Vodka peg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: 'Wedding Ring' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When you blow me, you feel good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: Nose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a quiver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: Arrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: What word starts with a 'F' and ends in 'K' that means lot of heat and excitement? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: Firetruck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: What word starts with a 'F' and ends in 'K' &amp;amp; if you dont get it you have to use your hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: Fork &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: What is it that all men have one of. It's longer on some men than on others, the pope does not use his, and a man gives it to his wife fter they are married? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: Surname &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Anna: What part of the man has no bones  but has muscles, lots of veins and loves pumping? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Boy: 'Heart' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and said to the teacher : 'Send this boy to Stanford University; I myself got all the answers wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5844556485521154417?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5844556485521154417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5844556485521154417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5844556485521154417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5844556485521154417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-were-you-thinking.html' title='What were you thinking?'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8766968319652691184</id><published>2009-02-27T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:32:05.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Carmen Jee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;9.36pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;when i was slowly clearing up the kitchen... suddenly my phone ring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*who would call me at this time?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dex: hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Khuen: Hello.. wei... hello hello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;**** no line***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;tut tut tut.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ok... so i ran out somewhere better hoping he would call back again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ring*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dex: Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Khuen: wei... what u doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dex: working... why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Khuen: Oh.... eh... Miss Jee just pass away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dex... HUH??? WHAT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Khuen: yeah... Just only... today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dex: how? what happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Khuen: she got cancer.. long time dee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dex: .........   *speechless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;OK... Miss Carmen Jee... My Lecturer... I learn a lot from her... and I actually studied her text book... WOW!!! Dexter Studies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ok... cut the crap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;main point in we all feel happy whenever we are in her classes, whenever there is her lecture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;She would joke with us, make us laugh for no reasons and things like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I still remeber what she told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Friends and Studies/work are 2 different things. If because of 1 friend then u giv up and dare not move on, u will lose. not to me or anyone but to yr self. A true friend will know how to balance u with what u are doing. So Dexter, dun giv up and keep yr self steady. Stand Firm!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;something like that. *things happen in college thats y i get a chat with her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Miss Jee, u will always be our teaher, lecturer, whatever u wanna call it. We all thx u very much for all the things that u have given us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Thank You Miss Jee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8766968319652691184?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8766968319652691184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8766968319652691184&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8766968319652691184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8766968319652691184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/02/miss-carmen-jee.html' title='Miss Carmen Jee'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-7865638502768599412</id><published>2009-01-25T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:04:55.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Served Chicken Wings to a Man!!!</title><content type='html'>Check This Out!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SXybQHWY57I/AAAAAAAABU4/pJ9Vxp0b1i0/s1600-h/chick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SXybQHWY57I/AAAAAAAABU4/pJ9Vxp0b1i0/s320/chick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295277963034027954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-7865638502768599412?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7865638502768599412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=7865638502768599412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7865638502768599412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7865638502768599412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-to-served-chicken-wings-to-man.html' title='How to Served Chicken Wings to a Man!!!'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SXybQHWY57I/AAAAAAAABU4/pJ9Vxp0b1i0/s72-c/chick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3260980345078282396</id><published>2008-12-10T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:58:04.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored with it..</title><content type='html'>Chicken Chicken Chicken....&lt;br /&gt;Fish Fish Fish...&lt;br /&gt;Beef Beef Beef...&lt;br /&gt;Lamb Lamb Lamb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of the same food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chef even sing this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"santa clous is coming to town....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he change the lyrics n it goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;" kok kok kok kai.... ah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;kok kok kok kai....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; kok kok kok kai ah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;every day i eat kai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; eat untill i feel bored and die...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... i add in the last part my self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feed bored of the same meat everyday? y not go n breed a mixture of animals..&lt;br /&gt;like you go n take cows sperm and put in a goat... haha... come out new version "KamBu"&lt;br /&gt;kambing + lembu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or... fish n chicken... urm... "Yamikan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;KamYam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;YamBu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;kamikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Buikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even Kanineh...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3260980345078282396?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3260980345078282396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3260980345078282396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3260980345078282396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3260980345078282396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/12/bored-with-it.html' title='Bored with it..'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3970968745680184165</id><published>2008-11-09T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:38:11.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragrance of Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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	margin-right:0in; 	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; 	margin-left:0in; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Translation From Jay's song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Dao Xiang / Fragrance of Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;If you have too many grievances towards this world&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Having fallen, you lose the courage to go on&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Why do people want to be so weak and fallen?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Please turn on the television now and see for yourself&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;So many people bravely fighting for their lives&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Shouldn't we be content,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Cherish all we have, even if we don't possess them&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;I still remember you said home is your only castle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Following the paddy fragrance, the flowing stream, I continued running&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Smile, I know the childhood dreams&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Don't cry, let the fireflies take you away, escaping&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;You will always find serenity in folk songs&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Go home, return to the sweet past&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Don't give up so easily, just like what I said,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;If the dream can't be reached, then just follow another dream&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Add bright colours to your own life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Paint love in your favourite colour&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Smile, fame and success isn't the aim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Be happy. That is the whole meaning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;(Just like how) I finally found my lost childhood innocence &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;What is happiness? It's chasing dragonflies in the fields barefooted till we're exhausted&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Tried to steal fruits but suffered so much beestungs until i am scared. Who's snickering (at me)?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Leaning against the scarecrow, enjoying the wind, singing songs till I fall asleep&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Oh~ Oh~ In the afternoon, the guitar chords sound more crisp amidst the cries of the insects&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Cherish everything, even if we don't possess them&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Oh~ Oh~ The sunlight shines on the road so there's no need to fear a heartbreak&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3970968745680184165?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3970968745680184165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3970968745680184165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3970968745680184165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3970968745680184165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/11/fragrance-of-rice.html' title='Fragrance of Rice'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2356653896729924281</id><published>2008-11-09T19:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:09:27.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron Highlands</title><content type='html'>Sorry For The Seriously Slow Update... haha....&lt;br /&gt;all These are august Picture 2008.... BLek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyECpMxUI/AAAAAAAAA48/08NZSo7EyAI/s1600-h/DSCN2785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyECpMxUI/AAAAAAAAA48/08NZSo7EyAI/s320/DSCN2785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874071731979586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyDjAib6I/AAAAAAAAA40/Tcc_0OrBOuo/s1600-h/DSCN2784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyDjAib6I/AAAAAAAAA40/Tcc_0OrBOuo/s320/DSCN2784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874063239933858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strawberry Ice Cream and Strawberries in cream!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyzCYFcHI/AAAAAAAAA5c/P1THuI4A650/s1600-h/DSCN2801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyzCYFcHI/AAAAAAAAA5c/P1THuI4A650/s320/DSCN2801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874879114047602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here is how it grows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SRey1VJXMQI/AAAAAAAAA5k/F047P4Q9O4s/s1600-h/DSCN2804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SRey1VJXMQI/AAAAAAAAA5k/F047P4Q9O4s/s320/DSCN2804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874918512308482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyFU-RPzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/q99YbXPqN8s/s1600-h/DSCN2799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyFU-RPzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/q99YbXPqN8s/s320/DSCN2799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874093832060722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyEnJpLGI/AAAAAAAAA5M/8OK0aFrfv9U/s1600-h/DSCN2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyEnJpLGI/AAAAAAAAA5M/8OK0aFrfv9U/s320/DSCN2796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874081531735138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyEfpPnDI/AAAAAAAAA5E/xSmCi28vCdM/s1600-h/DSCN2792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyEfpPnDI/AAAAAAAAA5E/xSmCi28vCdM/s320/DSCN2792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874079516793906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fruits, FloWers, VegetabLes, and so on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SRey1ojaswI/AAAAAAAAA5s/0cQjckMTqLY/s1600-h/DSCN2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SRey1ojaswI/AAAAAAAAA5s/0cQjckMTqLY/s320/DSCN2815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874923721863938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SRey1wT_xDI/AAAAAAAAA50/mrrlHypjxXg/s1600-h/DSCN2816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SRey1wT_xDI/AAAAAAAAA50/mrrlHypjxXg/s320/DSCN2816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874925804667954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even tits.... lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SRey2fufMPI/AAAAAAAAA58/j2ozT2qgEbk/s1600-h/DSCN2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SRey2fufMPI/AAAAAAAAA58/j2ozT2qgEbk/s320/DSCN2823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266874938532245746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lastly Rabbit... so CutE......!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lar... bye for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-2356653896729924281?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2356653896729924281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2356653896729924281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2356653896729924281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2356653896729924281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/11/cameron-highlands.html' title='Cameron Highlands'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SReyECpMxUI/AAAAAAAAA48/08NZSo7EyAI/s72-c/DSCN2785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1859849783433895349</id><published>2008-10-07T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:23:34.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My vid</title><content type='html'>since i dont know what to update and got no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just show u guys about some videos i uploaded in youtube... Yah... Anime Music Videos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Made Them My Self... haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... dont forget to go there n rate it or even comment about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I know the quality it a little blur but i seriously dont know how. it looks fine b4 i upload but after i upload it became a little blur...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UDAdeuOwjJc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UDAdeuOwjJc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDAdeuOwjJc"&gt;youtube link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4tmRAtr-QU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4tmRAtr-QU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e4tmRAtr-QU"&gt;youtube link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Dexxie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1859849783433895349?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1859849783433895349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1859849783433895349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1859849783433895349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1859849783433895349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-vid.html' title='My vid'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8110916949975174916</id><published>2008-08-20T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:06:15.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='badman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jovan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill gates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batman'/><title type='text'>Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I leave a offline msg in MSN for my brother... saying i wanna go sleep awhile.. when he wanna play DOTA with me then come call me wake up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;instead of coming to my room n wake me up... see how he wanna wake me up in msn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Read Below : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0.05in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;wei&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz just sent you a nudge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz just sent you a nudge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;be bo be bo be bo be bo be bo be bo........!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;ANBULANCE COME LIAO!!!!!!! FIRE!!!! WAKE UP?!?!?!?!?!!?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz just sent you a nudge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;sickness of playing game &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz just sent you a nudge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;OMG!!!!!! OSAMA JUST WALK IN OUR HOUSE AND HIDE IN THE FRIDGE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!T-REX IN OUR LIVING ROOOOOOM!!?!?!?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz just sent you a nudge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz just sent you a nudge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!JOKER AND TWO FACE IS HERE!??!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!TWO FACE IS USING MUMMY'S&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;SK2!!!!JOKER USE MUMMY'S LIP STICK!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;WHAT SHOULD I DO????&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;WAT IS BADMAN HELP LINE NUM?????&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;BADMAN BADMAN BADMAN!!!!!HAHAHAHAHA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Jo:Helo....badman?? i need help.....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;batman:who the hell u calin badman??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Jo:you are badman arnt you??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;batman:NO!!! its B-A-T-MAN!!!!the one that scare of bat and act like a bat...but canot fly!!only special effect o movie that make me fly &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;WAKE UP AREADY??????&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;AIYO!!!! If Bill gates in taman mutiara u also wont wake up wan la!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;OMG??!?!?!?!?!HE IS HERE!!HE IS REALLY HERE!!!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;BILL GATES IS HERE!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;WOOOOWWW!!!! HE GIVE ME 50SEN!!!!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz just sent you a nudge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;UR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; DOOR WILL BE KNOCK LOUD&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;in..............&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;4&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;2&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 0.05in; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;(^-.-)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zzz..zz says:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*then only he come n BANG my door... lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:teal;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8110916949975174916?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8110916949975174916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8110916949975174916&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8110916949975174916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8110916949975174916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/08/stupidity.html' title='Stupidity'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-6594818978168422062</id><published>2008-08-12T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:58:15.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elemet'/><title type='text'>My Element</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I did this test 3 times and i still got the same result... maybe i really this element... guess what... I'm Darkness check out below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*Your element is Darkness. You're very unique and misunderstood. You want to show your true self but you're too afraid of being hated by people or even yourself. You keep yourself away from others in an attempt to protect them from being hurt or getting yourself hurt by them. But even if people don't accept you or the mask you put over you, you will accept people and undersand them. This makes it easy for you to have friends- if you show your true self to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your personality: Misunderstood, lost, kind, accepting, and liar.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait wait... I'm not a liar... haha... maybe sometimes... the little things... who never lied before haha....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;wanna know what element you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;click ---&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/2766188/whats-your-element-g%20reat-anime-pics-and-detailed-results"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/220345358031443407-6594818978168422062?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/6594818978168422062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=6594818978168422062&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6594818978168422062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6594818978168422062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-element.html' title='My Element'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-176478006818878543</id><published>2008-07-05T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:20:24.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ^^craps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;today, saturday night... well... actually sunday 3am also... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I played dota with my brother... we lose a lot... but... we laugh our heart out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i cant remember when was the last time i ever feel so relaxed n laugh out like mad... seriously been bz working n have to think of many many problems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;now i'm still waiting for my chef to call me back for work... well... lets say i'm on a holiday break now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;urm... i dunno lar... just wanna simply update my blog since i didnt update so long since Ah Ma passed away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;just now my brother open the fridge and took out a cold dead fish n show me n laugh non stop... i dunno what the hell he means but his attitude makes me laugh as well... then he say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;" Oh oh.... my stomach pain lor... cannot take it anymore... like the earthshaker (in dota) hit my stomach with his attack....!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;then i look at him O.o then we start laughing again... lolz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-176478006818878543?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/176478006818878543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=176478006818878543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/176478006818878543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/176478006818878543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-craps.html' title='Happy ^^craps'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2935284067703673453</id><published>2008-06-14T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T07:24:55.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memories Of Ah Ma</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, about 9.40pm... I got a call from mami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello!? Dex.... Ah Ma Just stop breathing...."&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT??? SERIOUS?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bath and ran out of my room. While Driving in my car, pictures of Ah Ma keep flashing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the way she smiles when u call her&lt;br /&gt;* the way she laught while watching her cantonese drama series&lt;br /&gt;* the way she smile with joy when we celebrate her birthday with her&lt;br /&gt;* she gives out 'ang pow' on her birthday with open heart&lt;br /&gt;* she dance and twist while they party&lt;br /&gt;* she gamble football with my cousin and uncles and also bring them luck&lt;br /&gt;* she even watch football with them but she dont know which is which so we just tell her the colour of their shirt depending on which team she bet on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all, what remains in my mind was her sweet smile.&lt;br /&gt;and when i reach her house, I didnt even notice who was there. I just walk my may in her room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there she is, laying on her bed not moving, eyes closed. once i saw her, my tears all gather wanted to flow out but daddy told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dont cry, dont call her and dont touch her. just sit beside her. she is sleeping peacefully and on her way to heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I hold back all my tears and just look at her. I sat in her room for awhile listening to what daddy has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" she didnt suffer and didnt cry. she went peacefully with her last breath. so we dont have to worry about her. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;  I was there since 9am in the morning untill about 5pm. We prayed for her and we accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I wanted to complain is that my cousin n my aunty cant shut their mouth while praying. They have to talk, laugh and even answer the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHATS WRONG??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CANT YOU BE SILENCE FOR A MOMENT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CANT YOU PAY SOME RESPECT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CANT YOU TURN OF YOUR PHONE FOR AWHILE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHY MUST YOU DISCUSS ABOUT OTHER THINGS WHILE PRAYING TO AH MA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine.... I dont wanna say more in front of Ah Ma... Even I also switch my phone to silence mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this wont happen again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma... we all love you... and we will take care of each other... you can rest peacefully with Ah Kong.... dont worry about us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-2935284067703673453?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2935284067703673453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2935284067703673453&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2935284067703673453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2935284067703673453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-memories-of-ah-ma.html' title='In Memories Of Ah Ma'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3999989636888761593</id><published>2008-06-08T20:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:40:49.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monkey bitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monkey beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiking'/><title type='text'>Monkey Beach / Bitch</title><content type='html'>Ok, Lets go hoking to Monkey beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING: Lots of pictures ahead!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;let me into some ppl 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3ZFNFuPI/AAAAAAAAA2k/GZ07HafAa_8/s1600-h/PICT0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3ZFNFuPI/AAAAAAAAA2k/GZ07HafAa_8/s320/PICT0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209740510482512114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!st of all... This is our Dai Lou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3aaQQIqI/AAAAAAAAA28/bA8fUH52jnY/s1600-h/PICT0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3aaQQIqI/AAAAAAAAA28/bA8fUH52jnY/s320/PICT0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209740533312791202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Kenneth Sifu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3aP2DbnI/AAAAAAAAA20/ls8FV8FyYU0/s1600-h/PICT0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3aP2DbnI/AAAAAAAAA20/ls8FV8FyYU0/s320/PICT0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209740530518552178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the so call "holy girl"  Kristi... but she is not so holy also... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3Zn3JehI/AAAAAAAAA2s/v16uutTCHys/s1600-h/PICT0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3Zn3JehI/AAAAAAAAA2s/v16uutTCHys/s320/PICT0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209740519785724434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Me... dexxie, dexter... fuck lar.. my nose itchy lar... Blekz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok... now Lets get moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3Ygf3o9I/AAAAAAAAA2c/Vb6ntWnpQ9M/s1600-h/mnnk+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3Ygf3o9I/AAAAAAAAA2c/Vb6ntWnpQ9M/s320/mnnk+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209740500629169106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tada... ok.. Here we go... *walk walk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyomuIwe1I/AAAAAAAAAyU/uXP9X_msIdg/s1600-h/mnnk+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyomuIwe1I/AAAAAAAAAyU/uXP9X_msIdg/s320/mnnk+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209724252134079314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyukp-BfrI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Egchc24BGj4/s1600-h/mnnk+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyukp-BfrI/AAAAAAAAA0c/Egchc24BGj4/s320/mnnk+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209730813725343410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyZpU96hI/AAAAAAAAA2U/riONaNiKeOI/s1600-h/mnnk+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyZpU96hI/AAAAAAAAA2U/riONaNiKeOI/s320/mnnk+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209735022621092370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyYGdiMoI/AAAAAAAAA2E/R8gHYqOpHeg/s1600-h/mnnk+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyYGdiMoI/AAAAAAAAA2E/R8gHYqOpHeg/s320/mnnk+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209734996081914498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyY0rP8lI/AAAAAAAAA2M/LhQVHsYhQt0/s1600-h/mnnk+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyY0rP8lI/AAAAAAAAA2M/LhQVHsYhQt0/s320/mnnk+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209735008487469650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wooo...Beach... but not the monkey beach we are going... so... Lets continue *walk walk hike hike*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxSX6O7MI/AAAAAAAAA1k/eqZri3efCTw/s1600-h/mnnk+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxSX6O7MI/AAAAAAAAA1k/eqZri3efCTw/s320/mnnk+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209733798174846146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyuh4f0qYI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LLtdv9YGU3E/s1600-h/mnnk+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyuh4f0qYI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LLtdv9YGU3E/s320/mnnk+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209730766085597570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyon6JtjuI/AAAAAAAAAyk/EkyIk3zxAbg/s1600-h/mnnk+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyon6JtjuI/AAAAAAAAAyk/EkyIk3zxAbg/s320/mnnk+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209724272539176674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY...!!!! Wait for me... so fast Kristi n Kennet&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyonOKHXtI/AAAAAAAAAyc/NRVg0aO_TD4/s1600-h/mnnk+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyonOKHXtI/AAAAAAAAAyc/NRVg0aO_TD4/s320/mnnk+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209724260729708242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywRQRv6sI/AAAAAAAAA0s/E0qE_hPcjvY/s1600-h/mnnk+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywRQRv6sI/AAAAAAAAA0s/E0qE_hPcjvY/s320/mnnk+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209732679434496706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HUH??? Who wanna rent a boat in the middle of the jungle track?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywQmnYY0I/AAAAAAAAA0k/F-3CIfoOnOE/s1600-h/mnnk+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywQmnYY0I/AAAAAAAAA0k/F-3CIfoOnOE/s320/mnnk+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209732668250940226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wooooooooo~~ nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... finally we reach monkey bitch/ beach... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets Camwhore Weeeeeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyp8klut8I/AAAAAAAAAys/PmkXwkpCrtI/s1600-h/mnnk+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyp8klut8I/AAAAAAAAAys/PmkXwkpCrtI/s320/mnnk+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209725727039993794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MONKEY BEACH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4tzjGzxI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Jo0z2s3Ghhc/s1600-h/PICT0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4tzjGzxI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Jo0z2s3Ghhc/s320/PICT0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209741966031900434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;walao... so relax ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4rw4vX3I/AAAAAAAAA3E/sOpgWwS2aLY/s1600-h/PICT0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4rw4vX3I/AAAAAAAAA3E/sOpgWwS2aLY/s320/PICT0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209741930957594482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha... my turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4tHnfK7I/AAAAAAAAA3c/hPh-pNF2xxA/s1600-h/PICT0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4tHnfK7I/AAAAAAAAA3c/hPh-pNF2xxA/s320/PICT0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209741954239114162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dai Lou and his gf... I call Dai Sou... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyp-kTfNSI/AAAAAAAAAzM/wPPyve82o-s/s1600-h/mnnk+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyp-kTfNSI/AAAAAAAAAzM/wPPyve82o-s/s320/mnnk+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209725761323218210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doggy... so cute lar he... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the doggy was sleeping...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyp92ClMQI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bI1x7Utf20Q/s1600-h/mnnk+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyp92ClMQI/AAAAAAAAAzE/bI1x7Utf20Q/s320/mnnk+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209725748904276226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They go and cover it with sand and make a turtle body with dog head for him... LOLZ.... See below...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyr6_2Dj-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/fN6YZY1Uiv4/s1600-h/mnnk+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyr6_2Dj-I/AAAAAAAAAzU/fN6YZY1Uiv4/s320/mnnk+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209727899019743202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyr7iVAqlI/AAAAAAAAAzc/TBiTqEXJ0CM/s1600-h/mnnk+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyr7iVAqlI/AAAAAAAAAzc/TBiTqEXJ0CM/s320/mnnk+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209727908276382290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyr8GiculI/AAAAAAAAAzk/crJNgqjh3eQ/s1600-h/mnnk+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyr8GiculI/AAAAAAAAAzk/crJNgqjh3eQ/s320/mnnk+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209727917996423762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;TURTLE BODY WITH DOG HEAD... hehe...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Ok, let me tell u something... I way relaxing and laying around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyr8pXd8aI/AAAAAAAAAzs/5E9AKdaztU4/s1600-h/mnnk+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyr8pXd8aI/AAAAAAAAAzs/5E9AKdaztU4/s320/mnnk+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209727927345607074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Suddenly 3-5 ppl come and catch me... pull me... but i was hugging the tree as the pull my leg... i shouted.... WAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got tired of it... and let go... and guess what... THEY THROW ME INTO THE SEA...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4sfipgxI/AAAAAAAAA3M/b00N0RNNmUg/s1600-h/PICT0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4sfipgxI/AAAAAAAAA3M/b00N0RNNmUg/s320/PICT0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209741943481402130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4su6xpzI/AAAAAAAAA3U/EGmZSggpJMM/s1600-h/PICT0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy4su6xpzI/AAAAAAAAA3U/EGmZSggpJMM/s320/PICT0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209741947609130802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Pomplek leh... I didnt bring any extra cloths because i dun like sea water i just like to relax by the side... manatau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geram nia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I have to go to the back n use fresh water to bath n wash all my cloths n sun dry everything... =.="' really SWT lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i'm 50% dry... suddenly 1 more guy come n pour ICE COLD WATER over me... Again i have to go wash my self... LOLX...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm 90% dry n we hike home... the rest of the monkeys went to pantai keracut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyVZ9vCfI/AAAAAAAAA10/tovv2SW_7qs/s1600-h/mnnk+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyVZ9vCfI/AAAAAAAAA10/tovv2SW_7qs/s320/mnnk+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209734949777639922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like Jurresic Park Lab... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxTOlu1mI/AAAAAAAAA1s/YLpyjJJsUEk/s1600-h/mnnk+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxTOlu1mI/AAAAAAAAA1s/YLpyjJJsUEk/s320/mnnk+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209733812852807266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;actually it's this thingy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyXlRlmWI/AAAAAAAAA18/lu6EcDfhjCo/s1600-h/mnnk+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyyXlRlmWI/AAAAAAAAA18/lu6EcDfhjCo/s320/mnnk+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209734987173435746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alien spaceship....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywSoOJ0_I/AAAAAAAAA08/vORNrniOz-M/s1600-h/mnnk+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywSoOJ0_I/AAAAAAAAA08/vORNrniOz-M/s320/mnnk+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209732703041737714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dead Alien... muahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyujFo3WvI/AAAAAAAAA0M/OgjHShO1abA/s1600-h/mnnk+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyujFo3WvI/AAAAAAAAA0M/OgjHShO1abA/s320/mnnk+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209730786793052914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we came out from here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywSJBLyoI/AAAAAAAAA00/oN77dTIhth0/s1600-h/mnnk+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywSJBLyoI/AAAAAAAAA00/oN77dTIhth0/s320/mnnk+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209732694665841282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take picture 1st... Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyuj2ox_kI/AAAAAAAAA0U/NycGLIy8ZCI/s1600-h/mnnk+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyuj2ox_kI/AAAAAAAAA0U/NycGLIy8ZCI/s320/mnnk+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209730799946038850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;go in from here and continue hiking... back... swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywTUZ9CyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/hFayZtlBLvU/s1600-h/mnnk+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEywTUZ9CyI/AAAAAAAAA1E/hFayZtlBLvU/s320/mnnk+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209732714902391586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha... another group pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... now i wanna show u SPECIAL SET DInner.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st we have Sea Fish Soup....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxRDeeE3I/AAAAAAAAA1M/E6TwWsk5cog/s1600-h/mnnk+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxRDeeE3I/AAAAAAAAA1M/E6TwWsk5cog/s320/mnnk+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209733775509820274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyolmBoKXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/3iIKPnGrbnQ/s1600-h/mnnk+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyolmBoKXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/3iIKPnGrbnQ/s320/mnnk+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209724232776821106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then For main Course We Have Our  Very Special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIant Lizzard With flies and Sand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxRqhX0uI/AAAAAAAAA1U/RSDOIai5Aeo/s1600-h/mnnk+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxRqhX0uI/AAAAAAAAA1U/RSDOIai5Aeo/s320/mnnk+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209733785990976226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxSDxunJI/AAAAAAAAA1c/1Fc-oms2DUY/s1600-h/mnnk+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyxSDxunJI/AAAAAAAAA1c/1Fc-oms2DUY/s320/mnnk+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209733792770464914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for dessert... We have Helly Jelly Fish With White Sauce... hehe...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyp9ShclZI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Ugn3Q4v_CZY/s1600-h/mnnk+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEyp9ShclZI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Ugn3Q4v_CZY/s320/mnnk+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209725739370059154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for today... come back for more meal ya... LOLZ.... I'll upload the video some other time... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3999989636888761593?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3999989636888761593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3999989636888761593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3999989636888761593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3999989636888761593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/06/monkey-beach-bitch.html' title='Monkey Beach / Bitch'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/SEy3ZFNFuPI/AAAAAAAAA2k/GZ07HafAa_8/s72-c/PICT0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2323815581801093229</id><published>2008-05-14T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:06:10.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tag me pulak...</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://christie-kisstie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you been trying to avoid something or someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Death... But its impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;br /&gt;- I think I'll sell of the ticket to earn some pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;- relax n just have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;- sure can lar. but not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have one dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- No Idea for the moment but can I have more money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;- Urm... If i'm Tarzan then Yes but I'm NOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Urm... many things lar... 1 of them is my dick. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- 10% for donation, buy a sports car for my mother, buy a classic 5 series BMW for my father. keep some in my bank, and the rest is *untold secret*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is the most recent embarrassing thing you have done?&lt;br /&gt;- recent? urm urm... no Idea wor... mayb changing the song 'touch my body' to 'touch my pussy' BUT I DONT HAVE ONE SO DUN SIMPLY THINK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;- actually I dont really know her also... Just frenz lar... hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think you'll be doing in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;- Married maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Would you date someone who's at least 10 years older or younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;- Urm... depends who lar... youger i guess not lar... older mayb lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;- walao... ask me this kind of question ar? can I say " I DONT KNOW "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you can teleport once, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;- teleport once? LOL... once only meh? then I'll save it when it comes to emergency only I use to save someone or to escape n save my self... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;- Everything I have, Including my self, family, friends, and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could undo doing one mistake in the past, what would it be?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If u ask me this question 2 years ago I would have the answer for u. but now I would say "Learn From Your Mistake" because everything happens for a reason....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;- I want blue eyes... Like the wind contractor... *watch too much ANIME liao*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What music have you been listening to recently?&lt;br /&gt;- everything that is not too noisy n not too slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your least favourite animal?&lt;br /&gt;- animal? urm..... I think for now should be "Blacky" if u dont know then dont ask. If u know what I'm saying then diam diam ok liao lar... U know I know ok liao... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are You Crazy?&lt;br /&gt;- Most of the time... YES!!! muahahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Instructions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove 1 question from above, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;LOL... y must I tag 8 ppl? nvm lar... I tag 1 enough liao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;DAI LOU... I Tagged you... muahahaha... but plz lar... dun kick me out of the kitchen... hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-2323815581801093229?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2323815581801093229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2323815581801093229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2323815581801093229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2323815581801093229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-me-pulak.html' title='Tag me pulak...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3008296388885347135</id><published>2008-05-04T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:37:16.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untold secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;There was a Princess far far away... a Prince found her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;days passes... there are many secrets about her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;but now... he finally know about it... about everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The Princess is a turtle that carries a very heavy shell behind her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;She barely can stand and sometimes she almost fall but somehow manage to get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;She is strong in her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;This prince that found this princess finally know everything about her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Now, he made up his mind... he said in his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"I will help her carry that shell together with her, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I will support her from every side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I will protect her from everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I will set my heart only for her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I will be with her no matter what happens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;from now, and forever, till death and still we will never be apart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3008296388885347135?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3008296388885347135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3008296388885347135&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3008296388885347135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3008296388885347135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/05/untold-secret.html' title='Untold secret'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5882991242805917084</id><published>2008-05-03T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:49:05.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jie Jie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s been awhile since I sms with my Jie Jie. Today, I finally sms her n she actually reply. I’m so happy. But she seems like nothing to say to me.&lt;br /&gt;Here is how the convo goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me: Jie, U sleep liao ma?&lt;br /&gt;Jie: Nop, Y?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No lar… I just long time didn’t sms with u liao mar… saja wan sms with u cannot ar?&lt;br /&gt;Jie: o…… can…..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Y u sms so little wor… u bz ar?&lt;br /&gt;Jie: No&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Me: Then no nothing to say to yr Di Di wan meh?&lt;br /&gt;Jie: No&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh, then nvm lor… good night Jie Jie.&lt;br /&gt;Jie: G9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how this goes… its like she is getting further and further than me. I really don’t wanna lose my Jie Jie. She is the only god sister than cares and understands me. She treats me very nice all the time… ever since I was in form 5 untill I go in college then she went KL to study then after that we still contact each other… but than suddenly she turn so cold…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie, If u read this… I just wanna tell u I’m sorry for everything then I’ve ever done wrong to u. and If I really did something wrong, please forgive me. I don’t wanna lose my Sister and 1 of my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no matter what, I’ll still be yr younger brother as promise… always… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Take care Jie Jie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5882991242805917084?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5882991242805917084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5882991242805917084&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5882991242805917084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5882991242805917084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/05/jie-jie.html' title='Jie Jie'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-551116491504929206</id><published>2008-05-01T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T10:43:06.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Must Watch</title><content type='html'>"Mao Mao Ge" translation = Hairy song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z7PPmucMvpE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z7PPmucMvpE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-551116491504929206?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/551116491504929206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=551116491504929206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/551116491504929206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/551116491504929206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/05/must-watch.html' title='Must Watch'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-294209788682147326</id><published>2008-04-27T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:57:38.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Niia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetest girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bang'/><title type='text'>Niia</title><content type='html'>As you all know...&lt;br /&gt;Niia sings the song title Sweetest Girl with Wyclef Jean... in the acoustic jam session version you can listen her voice more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhxsEDyOtzQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhxsEDyOtzQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the live version on soul stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-LNjeXQ-DZc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-LNjeXQ-DZc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a performance by Niia Solo piano and song title Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1XwQeXjs90o&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1XwQeXjs90o&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her voice too... ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-294209788682147326?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/294209788682147326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=294209788682147326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/294209788682147326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/294209788682147326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/04/niia.html' title='Niia'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-101986415613368163</id><published>2008-04-25T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T01:10:35.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='master'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='servant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worker'/><title type='text'>How would you treat them?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This world is divided into many different level of living life. You have the rich, poor and average.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But what I wanna say  here is another way of level. such as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- master = including bosses and owner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- worker = staff, part timer and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- servant = maid and so on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I realise more than 60% of the people put there are treating servants like animals... WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;of 1 example... TRUE STORY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my grandma in very sick n old, so my family hire a maid to take care of her. The maid was very nice and good. she wash my cloths and also took care of Ah Ma. She says good morning, good night and hello to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I finish work around 11pm so when I reach my grandma's house it will be about 11.30pm (coz i'm staying there for now) I assume that she would be asleep by then so I have to wash my cloths my self because I have to wear it again tomorrow morning. But... If she is not asleep, she will come out and wash my cloths for me. that day she even wash my car for me *but I told her no need to wash* she treats Ah Ma nicely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But what I dont understand was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My aunt and uncle keep saying that she is useless. say that she dont know how to take care of other people, say she simply give ah ma eat things and med. say many bad things of her and even 1 of my aunt keep talking to her like scolding her (Shouting) sometimes... not shout but in a loud voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Why does this happen? is it because they think they are at the higher rank and deserve to talk to her rudely? is it because they are her bosses? is it because she is just like a thing for them to throw out their anger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Why cant you just say please and thank you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;now a question for everyone... How would you treat them? someone lower level than you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-101986415613368163?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/101986415613368163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=101986415613368163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/101986415613368163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/101986415613368163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-would-you-treat-them.html' title='How would you treat them?'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-7346917888848912952</id><published>2008-04-18T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:49:40.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine Dinning - The Best Service ever</title><content type='html'>If you wander how we treat our customers... have a look at this video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, he didnt have time for staff meal because he was too bz serving some customers so he orders some food from the kitchen n he is paying... so we give him a fine dinning service... enjoy the vid... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N53AF69N8Rw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N53AF69N8Rw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-7346917888848912952?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7346917888848912952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=7346917888848912952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7346917888848912952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7346917888848912952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/04/fine-dinning-best-service-ever.html' title='Fine Dinning - The Best Service ever'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5676425708529500306</id><published>2008-04-15T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:27:57.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident pay back</title><content type='html'>today was a silly day.... I get fuck by that guy again... u know who... but i didnt keep in heart... just go in from right ear n come out from the left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats funny was... he ask me to refill the sugar in the box... ok lor...&lt;br /&gt;but i go and take salt... why? i dont even know why... i was talking to someone while refilling and the sugar was always in that white bag... si i just take a scoop n put in the box lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that fella, that fucker... he go make coffee n put in the sugar but it was salt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what.. he put a lot n drink... then... POOI~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.... i accidentally pay my revenge muahahaha... but of coz... i kena scolding again... swt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5676425708529500306?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5676425708529500306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5676425708529500306&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5676425708529500306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5676425708529500306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/04/accident-pay-back.html' title='Accident pay back'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-363496361830081607</id><published>2008-04-10T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:52:55.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dexter'/><title type='text'>Happy Couples</title><content type='html'>Finally got time to update about this.... mostly pictures so no worries... no need to read~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are getting married... dang dang dang dang~~~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AAYJ806I/AAAAAAAAAwE/UEnP1aea59g/s1600-h/WWeeeoooohhhh+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AAYJ806I/AAAAAAAAAwE/UEnP1aea59g/s320/WWeeeoooohhhh+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187513458517398434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Girl friends~***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AAoJ807I/AAAAAAAAAwM/1_jDYu6cDmc/s1600-h/asd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AAoJ807I/AAAAAAAAAwM/1_jDYu6cDmc/s320/asd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187513462812365746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Guy Family~**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AAoJ808I/AAAAAAAAAwU/M_Zn4Ir9Xd0/s1600-h/AXD+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AAoJ808I/AAAAAAAAAwU/M_Zn4Ir9Xd0/s320/AXD+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187513462812365762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Urm... Poser.... but why is my eye close? O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AA4J809I/AAAAAAAAAwc/J9g_33bFvVo/s1600-h/AXD+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AA4J809I/AAAAAAAAAwc/J9g_33bFvVo/s320/AXD+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187513467107333074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Girl Pose...~ *wei, camera this side lar...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AA4J80-I/AAAAAAAAAwk/WwWXuEuxF2Q/s1600-h/WWeeeoooohhhh+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AA4J80-I/AAAAAAAAAwk/WwWXuEuxF2Q/s320/WWeeeoooohhhh+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187513467107333090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... noe the next day&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... like 1 big family.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DM4J80_I/AAAAAAAAAws/PVn340ucmTE/s1600-h/Booyeeoh+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DM4J80_I/AAAAAAAAAws/PVn340ucmTE/s320/Booyeeoh+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187516971800646642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Urm.... what ar...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DNYJ81AI/AAAAAAAAAw0/AZFGhGroKnw/s1600-h/Booyeeoh+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DNYJ81AI/AAAAAAAAAw0/AZFGhGroKnw/s320/Booyeeoh+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187516980390581250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woooooooo~..... are they pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DNYJ81BI/AAAAAAAAAw8/43pAeqw_lcM/s1600-h/Booyeeoh+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DNYJ81BI/AAAAAAAAAw8/43pAeqw_lcM/s320/Booyeeoh+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187516980390581266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my little sister... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DNoJ81DI/AAAAAAAAAxM/KslxL4LnG54/s1600-h/Booyeeoh+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DNoJ81DI/AAAAAAAAAxM/KslxL4LnG54/s320/Booyeeoh+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187516984685548594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;urm... they like to hug each other... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3E84J81FI/AAAAAAAAAxc/c9Wh7Y6wd5A/s1600-h/Booyeeoh+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3E84J81FI/AAAAAAAAAxc/c9Wh7Y6wd5A/s320/Booyeeoh+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187518895945995346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we prefer no hugging :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3E9IJ81GI/AAAAAAAAAxk/LiIqccNWsy0/s1600-h/Booyeeoh+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3E9IJ81GI/AAAAAAAAAxk/LiIqccNWsy0/s320/Booyeeoh+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187518900240962658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are not couples also...&lt;br /&gt;They are what we call... father and daughter like... muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3GAoJ81II/AAAAAAAAAx0/GvhWeE2Wa7A/s1600-h/WWeeeoooohhhh+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3GAoJ81II/AAAAAAAAAx0/GvhWeE2Wa7A/s320/WWeeeoooohhhh+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187520059882132610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok ok, I admit... she is taller than me...&lt;br /&gt;Thats y she take off her shoe &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;So what... 1 n a half cm taller than me only mar... Blek~***&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DNoJ81CI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Q6QHIBBwqd4/s1600-h/WWeeeoooohhhh+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3DNoJ81CI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Q6QHIBBwqd4/s320/WWeeeoooohhhh+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187516984685548578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who go and take this photo... but I kinda like it... haha...&lt;br /&gt;Fish was trying to put the rose flower in my pocket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3GAoJ81JI/AAAAAAAAAx8/bd2T2hbFVLY/s1600-h/Booyeeoh+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3GAoJ81JI/AAAAAAAAAx8/bd2T2hbFVLY/s320/Booyeeoh+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187520059882132626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the rose in my pocket?&lt;br /&gt;urm... Looks like couples? many ppl also say the same thing lar... :P&lt;br /&gt;Fish is so pretty lor... sure lar... bridesmaid mar... haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3E8YJ81EI/AAAAAAAAAxU/8t5UGvcbVco/s1600-h/Booyeeoh+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3E8YJ81EI/AAAAAAAAAxU/8t5UGvcbVco/s320/Booyeeoh+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187518887356060738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lar... I'll stop here...&lt;br /&gt;There are some secret that cannot be told... muahaha~*&lt;br /&gt;but dont simply think lar... no dirty dirty thingy wan *whink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-363496361830081607?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/363496361830081607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=363496361830081607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/363496361830081607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/363496361830081607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-couples.html' title='Happy Couples'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R_3AAYJ806I/AAAAAAAAAwE/UEnP1aea59g/s72-c/WWeeeoooohhhh+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-6281763223096873343</id><published>2008-03-28T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T02:24:44.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwLFB68tISE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iwLFB68tISE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn this also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I could think of who i hate n step on him witn loud music to release my stress...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-6281763223096873343?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/6281763223096873343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=6281763223096873343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6281763223096873343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6281763223096873343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/shuffle.html' title='Shuffle'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5108876594557583352</id><published>2008-03-28T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:05:13.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another damn fucked up day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today is the worst day that could ever happen... there is another chef there... indian guy... *I think*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I said I like them but I'm not sure that they like me... What do I look like? something that you could throw your anger at? Fuck lar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I also have feelings wan mar... always scold me for what? I'm just doing my job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When I work slow, he scold me... say I too slow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When I work fast... HE scold me... say I so rush for what? ask me relax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When I cant get the things right n redo again... he scold me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just now... I was making something like  *apom balik* but big size wan... I cant get it right because every time I try to flip it... the breaks... so I make again... then i try again... slowly... breaks... then again... BREAKS... and again... FUCKING BREAKS... not that I dun wanna do it nicely... I already take it very slow... and turn in gently but still breaks... so i add more flour... and try again.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;he saw me do so many times n terus....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fucker: WALAO EH.... DO SO MANY TIMES STILL CANNOT DONE. I TOLD YOU TO DO SLOWLY ALREADY.... DONT RUSH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;me: sorry sorry... it keeps tearing when I try to flip it to the other side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fucker: I DONT KNOW HOW TO SAY ALREADY... DO SO MANY TIMES STILL NOT YET READY... WHATS WRONG... KANINEH CIBAI WAN... KEEP THROWING N THROWING AWAY... WASTE ONLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;me: sorry sorry... very sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*than he walk away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;actually he tell me many times already... keep repeating the same thing to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm already fuck up with that thingy that always breaks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I hold my anger back there till I cant take it anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tears actually came out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The other chef... an EX KDU student... my, senior... he treats me very nice... he came to me and told me to cool down... n try to make me feel better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I know.... Its all my fault... again... everything was my fault... I cant find the things he wanted... I get scolding... I do wrongly... I kena scolding... I cant do properly... I get scolding... no matter what I do also wrong wan... what also kena scolding wan... slow also kena... fast also kena...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I really got no comment already... from now on... I will go to work with the feelings to ignore him... I dun care anything anymore... its not my business...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5108876594557583352?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5108876594557583352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5108876594557583352&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5108876594557583352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5108876594557583352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-damn-fucked-up-day.html' title='Another damn fucked up day'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5392909015760844590</id><published>2008-03-24T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:28:00.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;All chef are hot tempered wan lor... so far I see so many chef all hot tempered wan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'm sorry lar... If any chef read this... I cant help it... I had to write...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Just now at my training, There is a dessert order...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You know how to do right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Ya... I think so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Ok, you do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So I make the order... I make it as I remembered, I didnt notice anything was missing or so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;then when they come to pick up the order... they say missing 2 things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Icing sugar, Chocolate sauce and Chocolate Chips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and the Chef scold me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEXT TIME, IF YOU DONT KNOW... YOU SAY DONT KNOW... DONT TELL ME YOU KNOW AND LIE TO ME... I HATE PEOPLE BULLSHITING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what I wanna say was... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I DIDNT LIE&lt;/span&gt;... I do the order as I remembered... I know how to do... and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I DID PUT THE CHOCOLATE SAUCE&lt;/span&gt;... but just that I place it beside the ice cream and not on top of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I know its my fault that I do wrongly... But how could he call me a liar I didnt lie... I really cant remember that there is chocolate chips on it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chefs... All are hot tempered... a little only wanna scold all out at other people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You are lucky that I'm not a hot tempered chef... and I hate people simply call me a liar when I didnt really lie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5392909015760844590?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5392909015760844590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5392909015760844590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5392909015760844590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5392909015760844590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8237999938745199229</id><published>2008-03-21T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:15:29.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Could she be true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;That other day I was chatting with 1 of my friends in msn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;C : How are u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;D : urm.... how to say leh? ok gua... at least still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;C : Sure alive lar, if not how u use msn wor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;D : underworld also got internet wan mar... u think what? If not where u think all the IT pro go when they die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;C: what lar... How come u know? u see b4 ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;D: No wor... I guess only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;C: Then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;D: Or like this lar... ask them tonight come find u then show u lor... then only u tell me lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;C: nononononono, I'll ask them go find u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;D: haha... I think b4 u even open yr mouth u already fainted liao lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*Its about like this lar... what we chat* cant really remember all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then last night... I dream of something strange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I was walking then suddenly I end up in a very huge house. I got no idea where am I then suddenly, I hear a little girl voice calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I think she was calling to me... but I turn around... cant see anything... the house was empty. So I walk around finding where the voice came from... Keep looking around but nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then suddenly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a very cold hand reach out and grab my arm... OMG... I was shock... Waaaaaaaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then I turn a round n see... a pale little girl was standing behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She had long hair untill her shoulder, cute pale face with a nice dress... I'm guessing she was about 10-12 years old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;she look in my eyes n tears start to flow down... I tried to comfort her but... the weird thing is that her body was so cold... almost as if it were frozen... she then look at me and ask me to help protect her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"bad bad man were after me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this is what she said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I cant remember when happen next... I know when I woke up... I feel weird... strange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Like i was feeling very cold and even my blanket was covering me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Omg... where have I been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I cant remember... Only a weird dream... Wooooooooo~ I'm feeling cold now... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8237999938745199229?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8237999938745199229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8237999938745199229&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8237999938745199229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8237999938745199229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/could-she-be-true.html' title='Could she be true?'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3388819948642473398</id><published>2008-03-21T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T02:07:02.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bird day to Big Brother POP~</title><content type='html'>Woi Woi... today is &lt;a href="http://smashpop.net/"&gt;SMASHPOP&lt;/a&gt; Birthday leh...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R-N6aoRcTdI/AAAAAAAAAvc/l3zUz2Tt2ak/s1600-h/pop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R-N6aoRcTdI/AAAAAAAAAvc/l3zUz2Tt2ak/s320/pop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180118594311966162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faster Faster go wish him Happy Bird day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya... I chat with him in msn just now... he say still attached... not screw wan... Original wan wor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... Dun understand ar? no need understand lar... Wooooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3388819948642473398?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3388819948642473398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3388819948642473398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3388819948642473398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3388819948642473398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-bird-day-to-big-brother-pop.html' title='Happy Bird day to Big Brother POP~'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R-N6aoRcTdI/AAAAAAAAAvc/l3zUz2Tt2ak/s72-c/pop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1323904807237974283</id><published>2008-03-20T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:58:12.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dexxie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Haiyo yo~~~~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ok lar ok lar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;since I got nothing to post about, I'll write about my training lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;as usual, I'm not gonna say where or who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm just gonna write a story to tell you what happen and what I did there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;There chef n manager there are very nice ppl, all the chef are much nicer than where I work last time. Last time was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WALAO so the boring leh...&lt;/span&gt; cannot play, cannot laugh, cannot have fun, and worst of all you have to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WORK YOUR ASS OUT&lt;/span&gt; in hokkian say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Pao Sua Pao Hai" &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;that means everything also you have to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But where do my training now is way better, I dun have to pao sua pao hai because there have ppl to clean, wash, clear. all I have to do is prepare and cook and prepare and keep and cut... thats all... oh ya... and also shake my legs and balls... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Wooooo Hoooooooooo~ Shake ya boo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The chef all are very funny ppl, only 1 looks scary when he cooks, its almost like he was tearing the kitchen apart. what if suddenly the knife fly towards me? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;WAH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;no lar... just joking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oh ya... I'm working at a bistro NOT FINE DINING... so I dont have to prepare the food Finely... muahahhaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you know what the chef say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO NEED WAN LAR&lt;/span&gt;... We are bistro... Just throw on the plates lar... no need Fuck them wan lar... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MUahahaha.... I actually like what he said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;throw as in put on the plate but no need to do those nice nice platings lor... just simple can liao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;oh ya... that day got 1 table so demanding lor... ask this n that... dont wan this, wan that, dont wan that... the chef terus tell us, "fuck them lar. they think here fine dining izzit? Dont care lar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and also someone dunno wanna change what, he say his children cannot eat. the chef tell us "ask him go eat McDonalds lar... easy... got kids meal there..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MUAHAHAHA~ see how cute he is... swt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The cold kitchen chef teach me a lot of things, I got some recipe from him liao lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the soup there is very nice... they dont use instant wan... they make them self wan lor... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oh oh... and also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;They staff meal there is way much better than where I work before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;the only thing is that... I'm not an official working... I'm only training there so I dont have pay... I only got RM150 allowance only... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;This is the only sad part lor... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I expect about Rm300 for my pay wan... Little little also ok mar... but Rm150... I dunno how 2 live with so little money lor... Enough meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh ya.... I dont talk much there... the manager come n say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"you dont talk much wan hor? cannot like this wan mar, must ask wan mar... what is this? take down recipe, write down what you learn mar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;actually hor, I didnt talk much dont mean i didnt ask n didnt write down... I ask, and I write down some recipe. But just that I dont wanna talk so much... Just dont feel like talking so much lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For those who knows me well, I mean my fans and Friends lar... I dont talk much wan meh? Dont siao siao... when I start to talk ar... I scare 3days also cannot finish talking lar... MUahahahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh ya... and also... 1 funny thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;when we serve the steak that time, must put sauce wan mar... then in fine dining, they like to do some presentation with the sauce wan mar... like make lines and so on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You know what the chef there say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"HAIYO... why so ma huan... no need to KIU KIU wan lar... just pour lar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hahaha.... I really like him leh... simple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;oh ya... If u give too much food, he will say "why so much? for your uncle ar?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;but if you giv too little than he will say "Why so little? Your enemy izzit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hehe... kinda fun also lar... can learn and laugh and at least wont feel bored there lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ok lar... that all for now... I'll tell you more when there is something funny or so on... hehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CAo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1323904807237974283?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1323904807237974283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1323904807237974283&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1323904807237974283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1323904807237974283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/haiyo-yo.html' title='Haiyo yo~~~~~~~'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1389246676830986656</id><published>2008-03-19T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:45:21.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dexxie Is kinda Bz lately...</title><content type='html'>sorry for not updating ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dexxie kinda bz liao lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start industrial training liao mar... See lar... if I free n got story to tell than I will sure put here wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come once a week to find out lor... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenkiu tenkiu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1389246676830986656?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1389246676830986656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1389246676830986656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1389246676830986656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1389246676830986656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/dexxie-is-kinda-bz-lately.html' title='Dexxie Is kinda Bz lately...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2142803422521926757</id><published>2008-03-13T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:48:10.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='die'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ride'/><title type='text'>Dare to Ride?</title><content type='html'>LOok~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbrEmGquI/AAAAAAAAAug/LS3pNnezG3A/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbrEmGquI/AAAAAAAAAug/LS3pNnezG3A/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177129304676805346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbrkmGqvI/AAAAAAAAAuo/e9PyRcz6PVI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbrkmGqvI/AAAAAAAAAuo/e9PyRcz6PVI/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177129313266739954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbsEmGqwI/AAAAAAAAAuw/f2ukMllUlLs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbsEmGqwI/AAAAAAAAAuw/f2ukMllUlLs/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177129321856674562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbsUmGqxI/AAAAAAAAAu4/zydWmp1bZV8/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbsUmGqxI/AAAAAAAAAu4/zydWmp1bZV8/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177129326151641874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbs0mGqyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/p40afe_KFH4/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbs0mGqyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/p40afe_KFH4/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177129334741576482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jcEEmGqzI/AAAAAAAAAvI/g31OwsjVKIU/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jcEEmGqzI/AAAAAAAAAvI/g31OwsjVKIU/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177129734173535026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dare to Ride?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-2142803422521926757?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2142803422521926757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2142803422521926757&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2142803422521926757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2142803422521926757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/dare-to-ride.html' title='Dare to Ride?'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9jbrEmGquI/AAAAAAAAAug/LS3pNnezG3A/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8450502618541681773</id><published>2008-03-11T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:19:00.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turtle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>untold Cinderella story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This is a story about a boy who fallen in love with a girl. A princess of the ocean, her name was Little Fish. The boy's home was very near her castle. Little turtle was the boy name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;One day, Little turtle told little fish that he love her and wanted to be with her. surprisingly Little Fish also love little turtle, Little Fish hugged Little turtle and say "there is somethings that I dont have to say to make you know, you can feel it by yr self"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;They were such loving couples, days have passed, every night little turtle would wait for little fish to come out and watch the moon n stars together. Its so romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Weeks have passed, they were still in love deeply. but... untill one day... someone from far far away wanted to take little fish away.... little fish had no choice but to follow them because they are little fish elders. little fish told little turtle about this, a few days later little turtle cannot see little fish anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Every night little turtle dare not close his eyes and sleep, he scares that if tomorrow comes that this would bring a day closer to departing with little fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Tear drops fall, looking at the moon alone that night. little turtle just wanted to be alone and think. Even without parting with little fish, little turtle already started to miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;his heart hurts like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;he cant think properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;on the last night, little turtle was still staring at the sky alone. tomorrow is the departing day with little fish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"What should I do?" little turtle think... "maybe if i follow her there.... no, I cant... the elders wont let me... Or if I run away with her? No, she wont do such things... Wha am I suppose to do... I will lose her... and I dont know how long will her be gone, Will she ever coming back?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;again, tears started to fall... like rain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"why does my heart hurts so much?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Why cant I be with the one I love?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"this is unfair"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Little fish also dont wanna go with the elders but she's been force to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;the next day, Little turtle told little fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"I dont know how long you will be gone, But I wish one day you will come back and be with me again. I will be waiting for you. Remember me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8450502618541681773?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8450502618541681773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8450502618541681773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8450502618541681773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8450502618541681773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/untold-cinderella-story.html' title='untold Cinderella story'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-7898106306648407797</id><published>2008-03-06T08:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T08:40:16.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pikachu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pokemon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mew'/><title type='text'>Pokemon Movie 8</title><content type='html'>I know this is kinda old movie coz i think now is already movie no.10 but still i just finish watching this pokemon movie and its nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the storyline is nice but not much battle or stuff like that. Mostly about friendship and how pokemon and human stay together in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9AdZMdl0xI/AAAAAAAAAtw/h3HWXi3eH1s/s1600-h/lucarioposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9AdZMdl0xI/AAAAAAAAAtw/h3HWXi3eH1s/s400/lucarioposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174668290527974162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is called "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pokemon, Lucario and the mystery of Mew&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mew&lt;/span&gt; is this cute little creature:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9AdZsdl0yI/AAAAAAAAAt4/yJx47dZtVks/s1600-h/mew.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9AdZsdl0yI/AAAAAAAAAt4/yJx47dZtVks/s400/mew.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174668299117908770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Lucario Is this blue dog like pokemon but very powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also 3 legendaries in this pokemon movie,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Registeel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9Adccdl01I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/pm72yDJUSsE/s1600-h/steel.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9Adccdl01I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/pm72yDJUSsE/s400/steel.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174668346362549074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9Adbcdl0zI/AAAAAAAAAuA/7mr9qzaigzw/s1600-h/ice.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9Adbcdl0zI/AAAAAAAAAuA/7mr9qzaigzw/s400/ice.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174668329182679858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Regirock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9AdcMdl00I/AAAAAAAAAuI/r2lo56s8S6k/s1600-h/rock.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9AdcMdl00I/AAAAAAAAAuI/r2lo56s8S6k/s400/rock.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174668342067581762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll give 7/10 over this movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9AeUcdl02I/AAAAAAAAAuY/YIaVh3SUvfQ/s1600-h/th_Pikachu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9AeUcdl02I/AAAAAAAAAuY/YIaVh3SUvfQ/s400/th_Pikachu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174669308435223394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoy ya... Pikachu is in there too... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-7898106306648407797?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7898106306648407797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=7898106306648407797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7898106306648407797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7898106306648407797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/pokemon-movie-8.html' title='Pokemon Movie 8'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R9AdZMdl0xI/AAAAAAAAAtw/h3HWXi3eH1s/s72-c/lucarioposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-7301086342677165633</id><published>2008-03-05T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:59:03.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='protect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother nature'/><title type='text'>Mother Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;These is a star falling from above the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It landed on earth with some miracle magic and make the whole world filled with happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;a princess far far away was born into the goddess hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;bright brown eyes and a sweet smile to cover the world with joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;light blue sky filled with white clouds holding a calm and relaxing feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;clear and beautiful sea with many different kinds of fish swimming freely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;all the green green grass and trees in the forest with cooling breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;how wonderful it would be if all of this was not taken away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;princess will feel the pain and sadness if part of her body is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;we live together with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and so we have the responsibility to protect her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;so that she will continue to provide us with all the relaxing feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;that brighten up the sky and filled with joy for everyone&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/220345358031443407-7301086342677165633?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7301086342677165633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=7301086342677165633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7301086342677165633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7301086342677165633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/03/mother-nature.html' title='Mother Nature'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-4813253584134847990</id><published>2008-02-28T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T12:20:35.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>think before you CUM</title><content type='html'>Why do we fuck?&lt;br /&gt;Do we really need to fuck?&lt;br /&gt;what is sex all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep hearing news on 15 to 18 years old girls having baby and getting married. Why is that? Is it because the boy lacking of skills? Maybe yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 of my friend is getting married soon. Yup, she is carrying 6months baby already. Both, the girl and the boy is my friend and they are getting married soon. Why? because they over fuck each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1, Wear Condom - at least 1 or more.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2, If you dont wanna wear condoms, Pull OUT before you cum.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 3, Think before you cum.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 4, Do not DRINK when you wanna fuck. dont get drunk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot, you are 18 years old and you wanna have a baby and become a mother so soon? Whats the rush man. Relax a little. I'm not saying you cant have sex but just dont overdo it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT FUCK WHEN YOU ARE DRUNK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is dangerous, you are high and you never know where you cum.&lt;br /&gt;so Do not drink and fuck. Cool down ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, think of it... Petrol price going up, Milk powder price also going up. Shit!!! almost every price have gone up. How you gonna feed the baby when you dont even have enough money to get married???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about your future? what about your dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all the teenagers out there and everyone else, please think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go fuck around but just dont overdo it. Get what I mean? I think you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace yo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-4813253584134847990?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4813253584134847990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=4813253584134847990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4813253584134847990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4813253584134847990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/02/think-before-you-cum.html' title='think before you CUM'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-7309230403580307189</id><published>2008-02-24T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T05:26:28.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>Tell The Truth</title><content type='html'>There was parent that dont wanna teach their son bad things. Bad things such as porn and sex stuff because they think he is still young for that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can say that you are never too young to learn something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the father came out from the bathroom and accidentally drop his towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Son: Daddy, whats that big big and hairy stuff you got there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Father: Oh... Thats the world biggest hairy worm.&lt;/span&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;a few days later, the mother came out of the bathroom and drop the towel....&lt;br /&gt;again, the son saw her and ask...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Son: Mommy, Whats that Big Big ball that you carry around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Mother: Oh... Thats the world biggest Atom Bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Son: oh... i see... than daddy got black hairy worm, Where is yr worm mommy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Mother: Oh, I dont have worm. Mine is Black Forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...... a few days have past again...&lt;br /&gt;The son remember everything his parents say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Night... The parents is having sex while the son is sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;The mother is so high that she moan too loud.&lt;br /&gt;The Son woke up and ran into his parents room thinking that there was ghost crying.&lt;br /&gt;but then....&lt;br /&gt;He saw them having sex... and he Shouted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Son: Mommy Mommy......... Daddy's big hairy worm run in your Black Forest already....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;         Faster Use Your Big Atom Bomb And KABOOM it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****** The End ******&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-7309230403580307189?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7309230403580307189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=7309230403580307189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7309230403580307189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7309230403580307189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/02/tell-truth.html' title='Tell The Truth'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1850479730808666574</id><published>2008-02-22T23:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:18:37.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Dexxie</title><content type='html'>Dexxie cut hair liao lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time wanna keep short hair liao... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_HakGS93I/AAAAAAAAAtU/_7BLYc3ClJE/s1600-h/nyd+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_HakGS93I/AAAAAAAAAtU/_7BLYc3ClJE/s400/nyd+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170070156425230194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeng Jeng Jeng....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait... still got 1 more photo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_Ii0GS94I/AAAAAAAAAtc/tDPbcj41Zoc/s1600-h/IMG_0006+Correction.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_Ii0GS94I/AAAAAAAAAtc/tDPbcj41Zoc/s400/IMG_0006+Correction.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170071397670778754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aik... my collar come off dee... swt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1850479730808666574?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1850479730808666574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1850479730808666574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1850479730808666574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1850479730808666574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-dexxie.html' title='The New Dexxie'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_HakGS93I/AAAAAAAAAtU/_7BLYc3ClJE/s72-c/nyd+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5993217520397348536</id><published>2008-02-22T23:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T23:09:32.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Pasembur</title><content type='html'>Some people dont know what is Pasembur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_GLEGS91I/AAAAAAAAAtE/pk0Vdk2zQm0/s1600-h/nyd+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_GLEGS91I/AAAAAAAAAtE/pk0Vdk2zQm0/s400/nyd+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170068790625630034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_GLkGS92I/AAAAAAAAAtM/PhYjkNSIl9E/s1600-h/nyd+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_GLkGS92I/AAAAAAAAAtM/PhYjkNSIl9E/s400/nyd+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170068799215564642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big plate leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure lar... double packet mar... Itadakimasu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5993217520397348536?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5993217520397348536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5993217520397348536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5993217520397348536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5993217520397348536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-pasembur.html' title='This is Pasembur'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7_GLEGS91I/AAAAAAAAAtE/pk0Vdk2zQm0/s72-c/nyd+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-4843605733983036168</id><published>2008-02-22T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:35:55.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jean'/><title type='text'>Little Jean</title><content type='html'>I call her little Jean or Ah Jean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she followed me into my car n back to my house... LOL&lt;br /&gt;I didnt notice her untill my friend started shouting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" THERE IS SOMETHING UNDER THE CHAIR..... IT TOUCH MY LEG...... AHHHHHHHHHH~ "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there she is... I stop the car, take her down... and she climb up again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm such an animal lover and I had a soft heart, so I took her to my grandma's house and ;et her stay there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is some picture of her... she is cute lor... and a little stupid... hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--REGS9vI/AAAAAAAAAsU/YLuocVztXiw/s1600-h/nyd+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--REGS9vI/AAAAAAAAAsU/YLuocVztXiw/s400/nyd+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170060097611822834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--RUGS9wI/AAAAAAAAAsc/cSZk4K_bER0/s1600-h/nyd+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--RUGS9wI/AAAAAAAAAsc/cSZk4K_bER0/s400/nyd+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170060101906790146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--RkGS9xI/AAAAAAAAAsk/9_8sE9YylEc/s1600-h/nyd+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--RkGS9xI/AAAAAAAAAsk/9_8sE9YylEc/s400/nyd+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170060106201757458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--SEGS9yI/AAAAAAAAAss/vNQm_RT728A/s1600-h/nyd+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--SEGS9yI/AAAAAAAAAss/vNQm_RT728A/s400/nyd+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170060114791692066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--SUGS9zI/AAAAAAAAAs0/iAtMe_MXf5g/s1600-h/nyd+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--SUGS9zI/AAAAAAAAAs0/iAtMe_MXf5g/s400/nyd+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170060119086659378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--pkGS90I/AAAAAAAAAs8/mWggjT2jX6E/s1600-h/nyd+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--pkGS90I/AAAAAAAAAs8/mWggjT2jX6E/s400/nyd+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170060518518617922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-4843605733983036168?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4843605733983036168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=4843605733983036168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4843605733983036168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4843605733983036168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-jean.html' title='Little Jean'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7--REGS9vI/AAAAAAAAAsU/YLuocVztXiw/s72-c/nyd+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-4190725718670753106</id><published>2008-02-19T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:52:29.083-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naruto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Naruto cute comics n Picture</title><content type='html'>here are some of Naruto cute picture n comic that i found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooooo Hooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9i0GS9eI/AAAAAAAAAqM/j-bV_t9c0-U/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9i0GS9eI/AAAAAAAAAqM/j-bV_t9c0-U/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933403136030178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9jUGS9fI/AAAAAAAAAqU/K634oVa3Ay0/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9jUGS9fI/AAAAAAAAAqU/K634oVa3Ay0/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933411725964786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9jUGS9gI/AAAAAAAAAqc/R_S51UKt9TU/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9jUGS9gI/AAAAAAAAAqc/R_S51UKt9TU/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933411725964802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9jkGS9hI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Kb5Fwnx-Vgo/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9jkGS9hI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Kb5Fwnx-Vgo/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933416020932114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-AUGS9jI/AAAAAAAAAq0/RbrKvOe-FLU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-AUGS9jI/AAAAAAAAAq0/RbrKvOe-FLU/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933909942171186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9j0GS9iI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Gh3yGFSh7mg/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9j0GS9iI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Gh3yGFSh7mg/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933420315899426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-AkGS9kI/AAAAAAAAAq8/cIlViQiE5Ac/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-AkGS9kI/AAAAAAAAAq8/cIlViQiE5Ac/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933914237138498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-A0GS9lI/AAAAAAAAArE/XorlJyPrC6g/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-A0GS9lI/AAAAAAAAArE/XorlJyPrC6g/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933918532105810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-BEGS9mI/AAAAAAAAArM/_gSY_5L1l74/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-BEGS9mI/AAAAAAAAArM/_gSY_5L1l74/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933922827073122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-BEGS9nI/AAAAAAAAArU/EBabUZc-ryk/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-BEGS9nI/AAAAAAAAArU/EBabUZc-ryk/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168933922827073138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-eEGS9oI/AAAAAAAAArc/M96AMhkhCfQ/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-eEGS9oI/AAAAAAAAArc/M96AMhkhCfQ/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168934421043279490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-eUGS9pI/AAAAAAAAArk/FyVidN2gqc0/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-eUGS9pI/AAAAAAAAArk/FyVidN2gqc0/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168934425338246802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-ekGS9qI/AAAAAAAAArs/AgQGitWLJLo/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-ekGS9qI/AAAAAAAAArs/AgQGitWLJLo/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168934429633214114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-ekGS9rI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Pom9gXWPlsM/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-ekGS9rI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Pom9gXWPlsM/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168934429633214130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-1EGS9tI/AAAAAAAAAsE/cWyxGeME1bQ/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-1EGS9tI/AAAAAAAAAsE/cWyxGeME1bQ/s400/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168934816180270802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-1UGS9uI/AAAAAAAAAsM/np-lr48-iI8/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-1UGS9uI/AAAAAAAAAsM/np-lr48-iI8/s400/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168934820475238114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-e0GS9sI/AAAAAAAAAr8/p0vHF_5fiY0/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u-e0GS9sI/AAAAAAAAAr8/p0vHF_5fiY0/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168934433928181442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha.... laugh all you want... thx for dropping by..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-4190725718670753106?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4190725718670753106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=4190725718670753106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4190725718670753106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4190725718670753106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/02/naruto-cute-comics-n-picture.html' title='Naruto cute comics n Picture'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7u9i0GS9eI/AAAAAAAAAqM/j-bV_t9c0-U/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1604081056283202077</id><published>2008-02-13T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:46:15.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jail Restaurant</title><content type='html'>I got this email from my cousin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb I'll go try out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";color:green;"  lang="EN"&gt;9  &amp;amp; 11, Leith Street, 10200 Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;here is some photo... Weeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjD7FyMSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/0y-U3lxPlOE/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjD7FyMSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/0y-U3lxPlOE/s400/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722854065156386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjELFyMTI/AAAAAAAAApE/JXKvTlgS7iw/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjELFyMTI/AAAAAAAAApE/JXKvTlgS7iw/s400/image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722858360123698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjEbFyMUI/AAAAAAAAApM/aJ_lQMn-lQs/s1600-h/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjEbFyMUI/AAAAAAAAApM/aJ_lQMn-lQs/s400/image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722862655091010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjEbFyMVI/AAAAAAAAApU/hivMfDO22gE/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjEbFyMVI/AAAAAAAAApU/hivMfDO22gE/s400/image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722862655091026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjE7FyMWI/AAAAAAAAApc/x71B061PAJc/s1600-h/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjE7FyMWI/AAAAAAAAApc/x71B061PAJc/s400/image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166722871245025634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjbLFyMXI/AAAAAAAAApk/xqy56yheJm0/s1600-h/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjbLFyMXI/AAAAAAAAApk/xqy56yheJm0/s400/image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166723253497114994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjbbFyMYI/AAAAAAAAAps/bIqU9ePHMLE/s1600-h/image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjbbFyMYI/AAAAAAAAAps/bIqU9ePHMLE/s400/image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166723257792082306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjbrFyMZI/AAAAAAAAAp0/TQ9XaahKd_U/s1600-h/image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjbrFyMZI/AAAAAAAAAp0/TQ9XaahKd_U/s400/image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166723262087049618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7Pjb7FyMaI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Vdf-oLr78v4/s1600-h/image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7Pjb7FyMaI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Vdf-oLr78v4/s400/image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166723266382016930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjcLFyMbI/AAAAAAAAAqE/KIj9U4WnN9U/s1600-h/image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjcLFyMbI/AAAAAAAAAqE/KIj9U4WnN9U/s400/image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166723270676984242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, cool huh... Lets go try out sometimes... Weeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1604081056283202077?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1604081056283202077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1604081056283202077&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1604081056283202077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1604081056283202077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/02/jail-restaurant.html' title='Jail Restaurant'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R7PjD7FyMSI/AAAAAAAAAo8/0y-U3lxPlOE/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2149818743939670112</id><published>2008-02-11T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T11:34:12.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='begins'/><title type='text'>Deep Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Wind blowing smoothly as if they were whispering to us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;trees swaying from left to right as if they were waving at us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the moon light shines above the world as if the world is a stage for us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and the stars brightly arrange above us so that we could see how beautiful they can be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;In somewhere far far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;some corner of this earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;some place where no one know that its even there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a place where all the angels and faeries call their home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Deep in the ocean where light cannot reach,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fish cannot swim and no one knows about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;so deep that even water is floating above it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;thats the place where our heart starts to beat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;thats the place where everything begins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;thats the place where there is no ending to everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I know this might be something difficult to understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I know this might sound silly to all of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But if you believe in it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;you will find the answer that your are looking for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Its all inside of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;so deep inside hiding where it all begins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-2149818743939670112?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2149818743939670112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2149818743939670112&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2149818743939670112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2149818743939670112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/02/deep-secrets.html' title='Deep Secrets'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8035738336191703036</id><published>2008-01-25T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T19:55:48.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samurai X... Which character are you?</title><content type='html'>I found this website that ask a few question and then after u answer all, it shows what character you are in the Rurouni Kenshin anime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at 1st I think... "What lar.. simply do can liao lar.." then it turn out I'm that mummy bad guy Shishio Makoto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT??? NO WAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm nvm... I do the question a again but this time I think seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jeng Jeng Jeng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who am I?&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;No... I'm not Kenshin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm this person below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.qaimlyn.com/padfootmk/saito.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/padfootmk/rkquiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... not bad heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I google about him, I mean the anime version of him lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="Anime"&gt;Personal Stats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.saitouhajime.com/rurouni-kenshin/images/saitou-sword.jpg" alt="Saitou - Kenshin Fight in the Kamiya Dojo" align="right" border="0" height="256" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Name: Saitou Hajime / Fujita Goro&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: Ookami, Wolf of Mibu, Shinsengumi Sanbantai Kumichou&lt;br /&gt;     Born: January 1, 1844&lt;br /&gt;     Birthplace: Edo (old name for Tokyo)&lt;br /&gt;     Height: Around 6 feet&lt;br /&gt;     Weight: 71 kilograms&lt;br /&gt;     Zodiac Sign: Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;     Chinese Zodiac: Dragon&lt;br /&gt;     Bloodtype: Type O&lt;br /&gt;     Sword Style: Mugai Ryu&lt;br /&gt;     Sword: Unsigned - Japanese nippontou (Katana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... I'm only 55kg n I'm libra XD...&lt;br /&gt;but at least got katana for me...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;here is the fighting style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Fighting Style the Gatotsu"&gt;Fighting Style        the "Gatotsu"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;       &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although the gatotsu isn't real... It        was one of the things that made RK Saitou very special ne? So let's take a        moment to review it's different forms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saitouhajime.com/rurouni-kenshin/images/Gatotsu-Ishiki.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;img src="http://www.saitouhajime.com/rurouni-kenshin/images/Gatotsu-Ishiki_small.jpg" image="images/Gatotsu-Ishiki.jpg" alt="First Style of Saitou the Gatotsu Ishiki" align="left" border="2" height="75" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Gatotsu Ishiki&lt;/span&gt; - Saitou's normal gatotsu        (first form) that you see a lot in RK. It is a parallel thrust that        targets the upper body of the enemy. He uses this attack all the time        especially against Kenshin, where Kenshin even calls him on it. However        perhaps he was lulling Kenshin into a false sense of security... *snicker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saitouhajime.com/rurouni-kenshin/images/Gatotsu-Nishiki.jpg"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;img src="http://www.saitouhajime.com/rurouni-kenshin/images/Gatotsu-Nishiki_small.jpg" image="images/Gatotsu-Nishiki.jpg" alt="Second Style of Saitou the Gatotsu Nishiki" align="left" border="2" height="68" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gatotsu Nishiki&lt;/span&gt; - Second form of the gatotsu that is an air        attack. It is performed while on air to opponents on the ground. I've not        seen him do this much except for when he fought Shishio Makoto. It looks        pretty cool though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;       &lt;a href="http://www.saitouhajime.com/rurouni-kenshin/images/Gatotsu-Sanshiki.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;img src="http://www.saitouhajime.com/rurouni-kenshin/images/Gatotsu-Sanshiki_small.jpg" image="images/Gatotsu-Sanshiki.jpg" alt="Third Style - Gatotsu Sanshiki is Saitou's Anti-Air attack" align="left" border="2" height="75" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Gatotsu Sanshiki&lt;/span&gt; - Third form of gatotsu that is an        anti-air attack. It is a thrust from the ground to air on opponents who        are up in the air. Again this was used against the final fight with        Shishio where the spectators Hoji, Yumi and Sano dropped their jaws        wondering who won the fight while suspended on air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;       &lt;a href="http://www.saitouhajime.com/rurouni-kenshin/images/gatotsu-zeroshiki.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;img src="http://www.saitouhajime.com/rurouni-kenshin/images/gatotsu-zeroshiki_small.jpg" image="images/gatotsu-zeroshiki.jpg" alt="The Zero Style Gatotsu, Saitou's final attack" align="left" border="2" height="75" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gatotsu Zeroshiki&lt;/span&gt; - The ultimate form of        gatotsu which is Saitou's secret attack. It requires upper body strength        as the legs are not much used aside from support. It is a point blank        attack that usually surprises opponents as all the other gatotsu forms        require some distance to provide strength and speed to the forward thrust.        He was forced to use this against Usui where he won the fight but        unfortunately failed in stopping Shishio. Well of coure he's not the        "hero" but I still love him nonetheless.&lt;/span&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;Wonder which character are you? Click &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/padfootmk/rkquiz.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to find out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8035738336191703036?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8035738336191703036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8035738336191703036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8035738336191703036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8035738336191703036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/samurai-x-which-character-are-you.html' title='Samurai X... Which character are you?'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-6501754914119718929</id><published>2008-01-24T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T08:54:20.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusions</title><content type='html'>Look Closely... You Will See Something Different There... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R5jCTAmUVwI/AAAAAAAAAos/_xymc05OrDE/s1600-h/109241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R5jCTAmUVwI/AAAAAAAAAos/_xymc05OrDE/s400/109241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159087004986922754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R5jCSgmUVuI/AAAAAAAAAoc/emEJgLCtMn0/s1600-h/gonsalves_on_the_upswing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R5jCSgmUVuI/AAAAAAAAAoc/emEJgLCtMn0/s400/gonsalves_on_the_upswing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159086996396988130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R5jCSwmUVvI/AAAAAAAAAok/vOpVuWsf8VI/s1600-h/1151022556_illusions_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R5jCSwmUVvI/AAAAAAAAAok/vOpVuWsf8VI/s400/1151022556_illusions_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159087000691955442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R5jCTAmUVxI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Y_0E68e2qFI/s1600-h/335485433_79fb423d9f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R5jCTAmUVxI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Y_0E68e2qFI/s400/335485433_79fb423d9f_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159087004986922770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-6501754914119718929?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/6501754914119718929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=6501754914119718929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6501754914119718929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6501754914119718929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/illusions.html' title='Illusions'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R5jCTAmUVwI/AAAAAAAAAos/_xymc05OrDE/s72-c/109241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2952556431645646744</id><published>2008-01-19T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T00:11:30.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kampung Badminton...</title><content type='html'>This is how we play badminton... XD 21 points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my walking is a litte weird coz of the sand... n also we all speak in hakka there... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is Shirt on VS Shirt off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xMt4v-FFivs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xMt4v-FFivs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one Is Me VS My brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XXOZsBTFF9k&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XXOZsBTFF9k&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-2952556431645646744?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2952556431645646744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2952556431645646744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2952556431645646744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2952556431645646744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/kampung-badminton.html' title='Kampung Badminton...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1232825103954676178</id><published>2008-01-19T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T21:48:50.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;This is a true story when I was in form 5 year 2004. I dunno why most people dont really like me and giving me the look... well, maybe because I'm a prefect or maybe I'm not likable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;There is a girl in a class, cant say really a girl coz she dont have any boobs. totally flat n also acted like tomboy style.. she is very tall and also giving me the look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;There was one day that someone in the class that hates her stole her school bag and hide in somewhere in the school. She told the teacher and then the teacher wants us, the 5 prefect in the class to find her school bag for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;ok... fine.. since I didnt do anything wrong... we split up and look for her bag... about 5-10min later... I saw a black plastic bag behind the stairs that is not suppose to be there, so I went to all the trouble to climb back there with all the dust n spider web around me... my white shirt became dirty and I found out there was a bag inside that black plastic bag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;so I bring it up to the class. Everyone was already back in the class reporting to the teacher and then they saw me holding a bag and my cloths are all dirty. I ask her is this her bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;She just say yes and take it from me... didnt even say thank you or anything and still look at me with that kinda eye like I was the one that stole her bag and hide it... because I found it so fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I'm just doing my duty, I dont know who stole her bag, I cant actually find out because I dont wanna betray my friends in my class. So in the end, I just go and clean my self up then sits in the class without even looking at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;But I know she was saying somehing to her friends about me because she keep talking and pointing at me, She thinks I didnt notice it... You can know if someone is saying something good or bad when you look at their face expression. Yea... she was talking something bad about me... But I dont know what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Maybe thats why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I dont have much friends in school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1232825103954676178?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1232825103954676178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1232825103954676178&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1232825103954676178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1232825103954676178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/past-memories.html' title='Past memories'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1226306004294727405</id><published>2008-01-16T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:03:19.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='into the night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R47unk2lXwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Ov3fjgOV6ro/s1600-h/night+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R47unk2lXwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Ov3fjgOV6ro/s400/night+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156320987060723458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R47un02lXxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/mZt5BdMses4/s1600-h/night+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R47un02lXxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/mZt5BdMses4/s400/night+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156320991355690770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R47uoE2lXyI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BA8MwEySRuc/s1600-h/night+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R47uoE2lXyI/AAAAAAAAAoU/BA8MwEySRuc/s400/night+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156320995650658082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the night picture that I took from the hill top of Balik Pulau about 12am. You can see how Balik Pulau, Penang looks like at night... but the only thing is that there is no moon or the picture will look even nicer... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1226306004294727405?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1226306004294727405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1226306004294727405&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1226306004294727405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1226306004294727405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/beautiful-night.html' title='Beautiful Night'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R47unk2lXwI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Ov3fjgOV6ro/s72-c/night+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3325280422870424635</id><published>2008-01-15T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T02:02:02.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Ma and Ah Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tuesday, 15-01-2008&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Very early in the morning about 8am, Daddy wakes me up and ask me get ready to go to Ah Ma’s (grandma) house. She is very sick and old. Ah Ma is already 89 years old… She was born in the year 1919 and her birthday just passed last Sunday.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now we are in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Penang&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Adventist&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Hospital&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; waiting for her check up. What I heard from Daddy is that Ah Ma is very old and she is dying already. Her lungs are week and she keep coughing and her memories are fading already. Ah Ma also have hearing problems and we have to speak louder and close to her ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I was in Ah Ma’s house just now waiting to go to hospital, She keep asking all of us to go and eat rice, its like keep repeating the same thing again n again after 15min or so because she cant really remember anything. Just like before Ah Kong (grandpa) passed away last time, my auntie and cousin told me that his memories of the passed flash back and he says “Ah Dexz, hoi mun lo…” it means “Dexter, Open the door in Hakka.” Ah Kong passed away in his late 70’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I still remember that time I was just very little and keeps fighting with Ah Kong over the TV. He wanted to watch 7pm news and I wanted to watch cartoons. We fight as in not really shouting or stuff like that but we are more like playing and fooling around. Ah Kong also like to take my hand and rub on his chin and make me feel itchy all over coz of his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As for Ah Ma, she followed us around traveling around Penang and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Daddy took her to many places and also we party and she joined us also. When Ah Ma was younger and stringer, She actually do the twist with all of us. She smile and we all can see that she was really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Days passed and people will get old someday and soon will move on to another life. All I hope for Ah Ma now is that she will not suffer and I know Ah Kong will guide her true. Daddy once told me that every soul will become a star in the sky and they will wait for the next birth to be reborn again.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Long time ago Daddy told me that when people die, their souls will turn into a star in the sky to wait for their rebirth. I believe Ah Kong is still up there waiting for Ah Ma and he will guide Ah Ma with care and will not let her suffer. Ah Ma and Ah Kong, We all loves you…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3325280422870424635?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3325280422870424635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3325280422870424635&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3325280422870424635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3325280422870424635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/ah-ma-and-ah-kong.html' title='Ah Ma and Ah Kong'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-992672490922150461</id><published>2008-01-10T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:49:32.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The sunlight is shining brightly up the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;children running around the playground and eating chocolate pie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;clouds gather to form a beautiful pictures for everyone to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh how beautiful this world cloud be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Birds flying around and singing wonderful songs to hear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;couples sitting under big trees loving each other over the year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the green green grass let goes fresh aroma into the air,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;that brings a comfortable feelings for everyone to share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mother nature creates such wonderful home for us all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;we should be happy and appreciate everything around these walls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;all of us live in the same globe with each others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;this means that all of us are like brothers and sisters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-992672490922150461?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/992672490922150461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=992672490922150461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/992672490922150461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/992672490922150461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/beautiful-world.html' title='beautiful world'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2720156245536989823</id><published>2008-01-10T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:27:21.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;why am I so blind to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;you were always here with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;you make me smile when I'm down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;just like a beautiful flower blooms from a muddy ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I was happy while you are here with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;it feelings is like a fish swimming in the blue wide sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;almost every morning I get your wake up call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;oh well I have to fetch you to work after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I know that I dont understand the way to your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;because sometimes its complicated and I dont wan us to be apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;but even a little fish that swims in the sea will have its way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;so no matter how hard it will still be solve one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-2720156245536989823?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2720156245536989823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2720156245536989823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2720156245536989823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2720156245536989823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-fish.html' title='For Fish'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1560484235603431889</id><published>2008-01-06T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T09:59:22.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I know its hard for me to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I didnt wish that this would end this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;trying to reach but you keep moving away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;feeling like giving up on this very day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Maybe in yr eyes I'm just nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Maybe you already have everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Maybe I'm just another guy passing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Maybe I"m the only one with this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I dont know why you ignores me when I'm there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But in sms you will reply me anywhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I really dont understand about this affair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;To continue this feelings for you I just dont dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1560484235603431889?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1560484235603431889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1560484235603431889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1560484235603431889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1560484235603431889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-852269559592519927</id><published>2008-01-06T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T00:42:39.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another blah</title><content type='html'>In cartoons or comic books, Superman means a strong guy in a silly costume wearing his red undies outside and saving the world. But in the real world, There is not only one but many superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why? ok... here is what I mean, 1st of all our father that work so hard to support our family. Yes I know some do gamble a little but thats one way to release stress and its fun for them... But there is also others that keep on gambling nonstop untill he went home and hit the children and wife... get drunk and so on... That the bad guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only our father but some guys out there thats willing to sacrifice for someone they love. Thats also a heroic act. Sacrifice can mean many things. Some think that sacrifice is to die for someone, No... Dont be silly.. Its not worth it... What I mean was, You love someone. then you wanted to do something special for her so you work hard to earn money and buy a ring to propose to her. Thats also sacrifice. Or when you see that she's not happy so you ask her whay happen and you wanted to help or just be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, Plz understand that we, guys have feelings too. not only you but just that some guys wanted face so they keep everything in heart and still be with you even if you keep scolding him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire fighter and police are also superman in a way. I know theres some bad police and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... I wanted to say something about the law...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all police out there, Dont Disturb Others Privacy lar... Damn you guys... seeing a couple Kissing still wanna go knock the car door and ask for IC... at least let them finish what there were doing 1st mar... and also dun stand beside a car and stare at them lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually saw this kinda things happen beside a beach. I was sitting in my car alone... the police come check me then go check other car... Shit... Couples in there Kissing they still knock on the car... Imagine You making out with your mate then someone come disturb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman is not everything... Even the comic superman have a weakness. Everyone have a weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to Impress a girl that I like, But it just seems that she didnt notice me. I helped her when she ask me to, tried to make her smile when she is down, tried to be there when she needs someone, let her know how I feel for her... In the end all I get back is the word "Ignore" Its like i'm not even there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna say who she is... but I will still be standing here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-852269559592519927?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/852269559592519927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=852269559592519927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/852269559592519927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/852269559592519927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-blah.html' title='another blah'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3763512720000291575</id><published>2008-01-02T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T10:22:12.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car 2020</title><content type='html'>how will you go to office in the year 2020?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H55oY-qurIo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H55oY-qurIo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wish its true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3763512720000291575?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3763512720000291575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3763512720000291575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3763512720000291575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3763512720000291575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-car-2020.html' title='New Car 2020'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-9019470893156685072</id><published>2008-01-02T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T10:02:50.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roti Tisu...</title><content type='html'>Penang Kayu Roti Tisu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3vRiE2lXsI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QPz1g8_CMpM/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3vRiE2lXsI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QPz1g8_CMpM/s320/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150940982176734914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends camera phone so little blur... but still can see my Silly face looking at the tv...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-9019470893156685072?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/9019470893156685072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=9019470893156685072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/9019470893156685072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/9019470893156685072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2008/01/roti-tisu.html' title='Roti Tisu...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3vRiE2lXsI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QPz1g8_CMpM/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2466098198765980616</id><published>2007-12-30T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:36:22.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYIU2lXnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/A-h65wZDXBc/s1600-h/cho1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYIU2lXnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/A-h65wZDXBc/s320/cho1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149681598981299826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYIk2lXoI/AAAAAAAAAnE/g0GcqZLrIu4/s1600-h/cho2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYIk2lXoI/AAAAAAAAAnE/g0GcqZLrIu4/s320/cho2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149681603276267138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYIk2lXpI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AAfE1OpNbqU/s1600-h/cho3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYIk2lXpI/AAAAAAAAAnM/AAfE1OpNbqU/s320/cho3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149681603276267154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYI02lXqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/01Hgw-fVQhE/s1600-h/cho4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYI02lXqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/01Hgw-fVQhE/s320/cho4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149681607571234466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYJE2lXrI/AAAAAAAAAnc/8TVgZHgdRdY/s1600-h/cho5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYJE2lXrI/AAAAAAAAAnc/8TVgZHgdRdY/s320/cho5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149681611866201778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from my Email... haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-2466098198765980616?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2466098198765980616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2466098198765980616&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2466098198765980616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2466098198765980616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/chocolate-fever.html' title='Chocolate Fever'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R3dYIU2lXnI/AAAAAAAAAm8/A-h65wZDXBc/s72-c/cho1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-4562394020941514445</id><published>2007-12-29T22:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:34:52.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Rap: World peace</title><content type='html'>Yo... Boys and Girls...&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Try to Rap This Lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it hard to see whats happening every time&lt;br /&gt;And this war keeps coming back in every way&lt;br /&gt;I know children suffer pain and death on line&lt;br /&gt;But still others Dont give a damn and so who's gonna pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sound of bombs all over the world&lt;br /&gt;For the sound of crying and suffering thats not gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;For the sound of evil laughter all night long&lt;br /&gt;and for everything that we've done to stop this war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont tell me theres is peace in this world&lt;br /&gt;Coz all I see in T.V is people suffer in hunger&lt;br /&gt;See all the rich man laughing and on the other side is all the poor&lt;br /&gt;Its so not fair for them, Cant you see their days are gettin shorter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you say the war is over&lt;br /&gt;Even If there's peace&lt;br /&gt;But why still I can see many people suffer the pain&lt;br /&gt;Is there really something missing in this world?&lt;br /&gt;Oh god please tell us how, How to change the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness, loneliness, sadness all over&lt;br /&gt;Where does all the happiness and joy have gone?&lt;br /&gt;Why are humans so cruel and yet so nice&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me how can I every let go&lt;br /&gt;I cant ignore this silly world&lt;br /&gt;I cant give up whats left of me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna try to change the world&lt;br /&gt;but how I dont know&lt;br /&gt;Coz every time I donate something, They want more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder when will it be enough&lt;br /&gt;Enough for everyone to life happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;But as they said, The world will never be enough of anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose between New and old, Sure we want new&lt;br /&gt;Choose between peace and fight, Sure we want peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I see gang fights everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Killing and punishing never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant we just forgive ourself and move on with a better life&lt;br /&gt;What for fighting? We are all same Humans&lt;br /&gt;We share the same blood, same tisu and same living style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please everyone stop this war and lets be friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-4562394020941514445?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4562394020941514445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=4562394020941514445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4562394020941514445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4562394020941514445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/rap-world-peace.html' title='Rap: World peace'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1233730889095969555</id><published>2007-12-29T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:54:37.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers</title><content type='html'>*actually I'm thinking of writing a song but I dunno how, and if I write a poem but with no rhymes then its not really a poem. all I have in my mind was this below*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passes by slowly and I'm still sitting here alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh how can this be when you're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;White birds flew by singing their happy songs&lt;br /&gt;Wind blows softly just like you whispering to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back the days we had&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the 1st time we spoke&lt;br /&gt;The 1st time you smile to me&lt;br /&gt;And the 1st and only time we went for a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how I will have this kind of funny feeling for you&lt;br /&gt;As I'm so scare to step forward, scare of hurting you&lt;br /&gt;But yet I dont wanna be just friends with you&lt;br /&gt;And so I'll just wait here until its the right time for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a poem or a song&lt;br /&gt;This is just another of my silly post&lt;br /&gt;All I can think of is nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;You keep haunting me even in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you just dont wanna let me know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you just wanna be friends&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Its not the right time for you&lt;br /&gt;But how would I know if you didnt tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just wait for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll just stand here&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hold you&lt;br /&gt;To guide you&lt;br /&gt;To care for you&lt;br /&gt;and to cherish every moment that I've spend with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1233730889095969555?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1233730889095969555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1233730889095969555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1233730889095969555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1233730889095969555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/whispers.html' title='Whispers'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-978773296739674367</id><published>2007-12-27T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:28:00.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Far beyond the forest there's a little flower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;That blooms with light shining over the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;This little princess awaken and yawning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;With an angel beside her guarding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Dark clouds are gathering and rain is falling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Little princess is all alone and the storm is coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Little does she know but someone's here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Guiding every steps with protection over her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Of all the princess that is there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This angel choose you to care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sometimes its not easy to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;How blind love could be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Wonder where this princess came from,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And how such lovely aroma could be form,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But sometimes you seem to far,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Shining up in the sky like a beautiful bright star...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; No matter how I will still try my best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Giving up my everything to pass this test,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Because Love is so blind and you already knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;With my heart I've shown my feelings for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-978773296739674367?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/978773296739674367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=978773296739674367&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/978773296739674367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/978773296739674367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-princess.html' title='Little Princess'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1039041045370016743</id><published>2007-12-25T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:27:27.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my Work...</title><content type='html'>Hallo, I'm Dexter.. ok.. sounds silly... you guys already know me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm gonna talk about my emotions and feelings at Work... About me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm actually a very simple yet complicated person, depends how you feel about me. I'm very emotional sometimes, that means I can be hurt and I can cry and I can feel sad. I like to help others... But sometimes I get scolding after I do so... The thing is I also dont like to pull other people to use as excuse or reason why or so on... thats why when I really get scolding I rather keep my mouth shut and bear all by my self... not the 1st time after all... I Just want everybody to be happy and work happy and so on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This is what happens to me when I was working Yesterday. I was busy preparing  some standby Item because the Chef ask me to... I have to cut coleslaw almost 8kg of cabbage and 500gm of carrots. You get the Idea for coleslaw? all cut in thin strips... Well, this dont bothers me as I like playing with my knife and Cutting... but after awhile... The steward have gone back so there is nobody to wash up all the plates and kitchen utensils. The washing area is a mess... no one bother to arrange properly all the dirty plates and kitchen stuff... the kitchen helpers just throw all the dirty thingy there and with all the plates... and so I cant stand to see that kinda things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;In a kitchen.. no actually In a restaurant, there have to be teamwork, helping each other... Not saying that "thats not my work, I dont care... I'll just leave it like that and let others do it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;So, as u know... I like to help out and I cant stand all the mess there... What if the plates all drop on the floor? who wants to clean? What if somebody gets hurts from the broken glasses? what if that big metal pot drop and hit someones head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;so.. Fine... and also all the cutleries are dirty and the floor people cant prepare table settings because they dont have enough clean cutleries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So what I did was, I stop cutting the coleslaw and go wash up all the cutleries and arrange the plates anf pans and pot at the washing area... so that they look need and wont be a mess... I also wash up all the Ice-cream cups and plates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So when I was about to continue my coleslaw cutting, suddenly there was some orders coming in and that other 2 kitchen helpers didnt really wanna  work, they walk slowly like it was nothing.. ignoring the orders and so on... FINE... I do it all my self... 3 orders papers... easy... I do it step by step... ok... when I finish the orders... there was more orders coming in... ok, I continue to do orders untill I totally fotget about my coleslaw... my head hurts like hell, feel dizzy and I still have a little fever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;After all the orders I stop for awhile and rest... *forget about my coleslaw... The chef come back... scolded me... because I didnt do the coleslaw... but actually I did, I cut about 5kg of cabbage just that I didnt start cutting the carrots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is what he says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"I told you to cut coleslaw just now but why you go and wash plates?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"sorry chef, I see there so messy and all the plates and cutleries finish dee, and also the was customers so I help to wash a little and arrange some"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"I told you not to bother about them already, Just do The work that I ask you to do. Now you see no more coleslaw already... How You wanna serve the customers?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just shut my mouth... he still repeating the same thing over and over again... but in my mind i was thinking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*If no coleslaw, cant serve customers lor.... But If no cutleries and got coleslaw, You want the customers to eat with hands ar? and also no plates then where you wanna put the foods? on papers?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But, ok... I dont like to argue with other ppl unless I really cant take it anymore... Fine... I'm not going back to work today anymore... my resignation letter says 30th would be my last day butI dont wanna go back to work any more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. No team work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Not helping each other but says that your work is your work and your do it your self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. I cant stand the management... as in the operation manager...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Cant stand the kitchen helpers. missing in action all the time and not working properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. The kitchen preparing order system sucks... Even I can do better if there is team work.&lt;br /&gt;so it all comes down to team work and happy working together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;If you ask me what I like working there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1. new friends as in all the floor stuff and kitchen stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;2. the floor manager treat me nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;3. the chef is also ok and wont give me much pressure but sometimes just his attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I think thats all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm really sorry if I hurt anybody during my working days... and I'm also sorry that I cant help out there anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;but outside of work... We are still friends... Take care guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1039041045370016743?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1039041045370016743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1039041045370016743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1039041045370016743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1039041045370016743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/me-and-my-work.html' title='Me and my Work...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3072028044866740220</id><published>2007-12-24T10:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:33:22.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2_5rE2lXkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JAEQmnYrrFM/s1600-h/crop2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2_5rE2lXkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JAEQmnYrrFM/s320/crop2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147607417540140610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2_5rU2lXlI/AAAAAAAAAms/OnmPS2veqTw/s1600-h/crop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2_5rU2lXlI/AAAAAAAAAms/OnmPS2veqTw/s320/crop1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147607421835107922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this picture... the one on top... emo-ing on the beach with my guitar... Wooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2_5rk2lXmI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Lpptj-Uqe5U/s1600-h/crop3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2_5rk2lXmI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Lpptj-Uqe5U/s320/crop3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147607426130075234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He acted cool... swt...&lt;br /&gt;Me and Simon, My best friend... can be my brother also... haha... Pals For Life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3072028044866740220?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3072028044866740220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3072028044866740220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3072028044866740220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3072028044866740220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/beach.html' title='Beach...!!!'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2_5rE2lXkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JAEQmnYrrFM/s72-c/crop2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3638870881988169255</id><published>2007-12-18T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T22:01:22.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem: Just Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Staring up the sky looking at stars around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Wondering if you ever misses me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Such a lonely night that time pass by so slowly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Close my eyes and feel you in my arm and just wanna say I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Its hard for me to say that I dont love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;and its not easy to say that I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;But this dont mean anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;because deep down you know that my heart is everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sometimes it seems that I've let go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;actually I dont really know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;these memories keep haunting me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I still wonder how should my future be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I reached out my hand for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;but without saying a word you just flew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;some people say love is blind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;and so they say that I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Everything happens for a reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;and for some reason I misses you every season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I guess I'm not the only one that feels this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;because you know my heart thats why I dont have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My life is getting darker everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But there is something I have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I found a light in a corner of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the light was you and I wish that we will never be apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3638870881988169255?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3638870881988169255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3638870881988169255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3638870881988169255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3638870881988169255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-me.html' title='Poem: Just Me...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-8313466587600592952</id><published>2007-12-14T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:51:50.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>what would you do next?</title><content type='html'>This is the story about a fallen angel from heaven and became a spirit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin was his name... a wondering spirit around human world... he always wonder... how does human feels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin always wanted to become a human being and feel the things that human can feel... the biggest question on him mind was "How does it feels to love someone and being loved back by that person?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, when shin was wondering around a park at night... he then saw a boy being beaten down by gangsters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin: Shit... i gotta help him... but how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was too late... the boy's bleeding wont stop and then a knife poke right in his heart... the boy dies and the bunch of gangsters ran away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin was standing next to the boy... and so... something come to his mind... *I cound use this boy's body as my own... after all i'm an angel*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whout hesitating, Shin let him self into the boys body... and so... magic happen... the dead body become life again... blood slowly flows back into the body... the look on the face changes to match shin's face... and voice... then Shin now became that boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Shin didnt realize that becoming human, he has to fond a place to stay and eat and do what other normal human would do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was thunder clap... rain started to fall... Shin, for the 1st time became wet and felt cold... he ran to find shelter... he try knocking on every house but no one seems to wanna let him in... you know, now a days where got ppl so kind wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin felt too cold and started to feel hungry... he cant hold on anymore and so, Shin fainted right in the middle of the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning... as Shin's eyes slowly open, he feel him self ona warm comfy bed. he look around... the door slowly open, a girl was standing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: oh! i'm sorry, i didnt know u were awake. i'm summer... i found u fainted on the road last night when i was driving home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiling to Shin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin: yea... I'm Shin... thx for helping me... I never felt like this b4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer then help Shin up and make him breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm not gonna tell you the long scrip of the story... i'm just gonna  cut it short but as i say... plz imagine whats going on on...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin then told summer that he has no friends and no parents... we was alone all the time and didnt know anything about this world... but Shin never told Summer that he was an angel...&lt;br /&gt;Summer than pity Shin and make friends with him... Shin's 1st  and only friend.. Summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin then learn how 2 be a human being from Summer... He stayed together with Summer in her house... Shin then found a job as a waiter in a restaurant... he was very friendly there and all the customers love him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years have pass and Shin is now the manager of the restaurant... He learn to be a gentleman and take good care of Summer... But yet... Shin still dunno whats the feeling of Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but little does he know... Summer have already fallen in love with Shin when she 1st saw him laying on the road that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer cant really tell this feeling because all she feel from her heart is a warm and comfy feeling when Shin was around. She felt protected and believe that Shin was a good person... but Summer never told Shin about this feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 2 years have passed... Shin and Summer was so happy together but they r still not couples... they went to the beach together, went to the park, hilltop... Shin even learn how to play the guitar and sing for Summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer have to go over seas for 1 year to work... and so Shin cannot follow because he have to take care of the restaurant as a manager... Summer left Shin behind  and Shin took care of her house for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly and slowly, Shin started to feel something different inside him... he feels like without Summer by his side, he felt lonely... and so he know that how missing a person feels like... he will call Summer once a week because the bill was to expensive and he cant afford it. Summer will call back some times too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin then have this very strong feeling for Summer... was it love? Shin dont know but all he wanted was to be with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a year... Summer came back home... Shin was as work and dont know that Summer has came home. Summer prepared dinner and waited for Shin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH.... Shin was so happy when we saw Summer... they Hug... and laugh... then suddenly, Shin hold Summer's hand and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin: We've known each other for a long time but 1 year without you... I felt something different... I dont know what was it but i feel that everyday was so dark without you... i wanted to ask you this... Summer, Will you be mine and only mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer face was so red and she was smiling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: Yes Shin... yes.. because i've always loved you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look into each others eyes for awhile... Shin then knew it was love... slowly, they kissed...&lt;br /&gt;as times goes by... Shin and Summer moved on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were the most happy couples around the world... the time the spend together was so fantastic...&lt;br /&gt;They Kissed, had lunch, make love to each other.... *you get the picture of a lovely couples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 3 years have passed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one very night... Shin took Summer to the hilltop and they just sit there. then Suddenly Shin hugged Summer tightly and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin: Whatever happens, I wont leave you so please dont forget me ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: Shin... what heppen? why are you saying this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin: I'm sorry my love... But I promise that I will always loved you... from my very heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: I love you too Shin... but please tell me what happen? you are scaring me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin: If i told you that i'm an angel that have fallen from heaven and become a spirit on earth.. Would you believe me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: what are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin: I'm serious, I'm an angel... I've come down and be a human but now my time is up... I cant stay here anymore... even if i dont wanna go... but i cant... I have to go back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears flow from Summer's eyes... She knew Shin would never lied to her... She believed every single world he said.. Summer than hugged Shin back and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer: No matter what happens... I will always loved you and only you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun slowly rise at the far end of the ocean... They look at each other's eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin was glowing and then angel wings appeared behind Shin's shoulder... Shin's eyes was filled with tears and so was Summer's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin then rub away summer's tears and touch her face softly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin: One last kiss that would lasted forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly... they kissed... and then Shin started to fade away... slowly... floating uo to the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin smiled... and then he faded away... leaving a feather for Summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer then took the feather and look at the sunrise... and smiled back and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Shin, I promise you... I will always loved you and I will take good care of this feather... wait for me... I will join you soon in heaven... *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-8313466587600592952?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8313466587600592952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=8313466587600592952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8313466587600592952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/8313466587600592952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-would-you-do-next.html' title='what would you do next?'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-4461618924190028157</id><published>2007-12-14T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T08:56:21.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>FOODS...!!!</title><content type='html'>ok... i got all this picture from my fren... all nice nice food from somewhere around the world... ok lar... i forget where... haha... but nvm lar... see dee then u all will also feel hungry... blek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0FU2lXVI/AAAAAAAAAks/R76ZrEfTZZo/s1600-h/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0FU2lXVI/AAAAAAAAAks/R76ZrEfTZZo/s320/food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143871728000523602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0Fk2lXWI/AAAAAAAAAk0/0AMeBZUgQZA/s1600-h/food1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0Fk2lXWI/AAAAAAAAAk0/0AMeBZUgQZA/s320/food1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143871732295490914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0Fk2lXXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/A0L47_ALCgU/s1600-h/food2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0Fk2lXXI/AAAAAAAAAk8/A0L47_ALCgU/s320/food2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143871732295490930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0F02lXYI/AAAAAAAAAlE/BrzqFrDooTw/s1600-h/food3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0F02lXYI/AAAAAAAAAlE/BrzqFrDooTw/s320/food3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143871736590458242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0F02lXZI/AAAAAAAAAlM/F0WpE0fuL4c/s1600-h/food4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0F02lXZI/AAAAAAAAAlM/F0WpE0fuL4c/s320/food4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143871736590458258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0rU2lXaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/0pue1E6OA3w/s1600-h/food5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0rU2lXaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/0pue1E6OA3w/s320/food5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872380835552674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0rk2lXbI/AAAAAAAAAlc/kzxiPFsuiZs/s1600-h/food6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0rk2lXbI/AAAAAAAAAlc/kzxiPFsuiZs/s320/food6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872385130519986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0rk2lXcI/AAAAAAAAAlk/HM5LpfZ0nkQ/s1600-h/food7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0rk2lXcI/AAAAAAAAAlk/HM5LpfZ0nkQ/s320/food7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872385130520002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0r02lXdI/AAAAAAAAAls/5b0e4haE9hQ/s1600-h/food8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0r02lXdI/AAAAAAAAAls/5b0e4haE9hQ/s320/food8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872389425487314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0r02lXeI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Tjw7xDuc4Pk/s1600-h/food9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0r02lXeI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Tjw7xDuc4Pk/s320/food9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872389425487330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1Dk2lXfI/AAAAAAAAAl8/140owaZar4A/s1600-h/food10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1Dk2lXfI/AAAAAAAAAl8/140owaZar4A/s320/food10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872797447380466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1D02lXgI/AAAAAAAAAmE/K3URx3BbFXU/s1600-h/food11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1D02lXgI/AAAAAAAAAmE/K3URx3BbFXU/s320/food11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872801742347778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1EU2lXhI/AAAAAAAAAmM/OruBwntqERw/s1600-h/food12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1EU2lXhI/AAAAAAAAAmM/OruBwntqERw/s320/food12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872810332282386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1Ek2lXiI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LIAwujb5ruk/s1600-h/food13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1Ek2lXiI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LIAwujb5ruk/s320/food13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872814627249698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1Ek2lXjI/AAAAAAAAAmc/y2-ZdLKYvFQ/s1600-h/food14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K1Ek2lXjI/AAAAAAAAAmc/y2-ZdLKYvFQ/s320/food14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143872814627249714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... i think thats about it... haha... hungry? mayb not... ok lar... wait for my next post ya... I will find some other thingy to post about... hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-4461618924190028157?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4461618924190028157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=4461618924190028157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4461618924190028157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4461618924190028157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/foods.html' title='FOODS...!!!'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R2K0FU2lXVI/AAAAAAAAAks/R76ZrEfTZZo/s72-c/food.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-7873703948412689074</id><published>2007-12-08T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T10:25:54.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='into the night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santana'/><title type='text'>Into The Night</title><content type='html'>Live version :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UyK8Qat0alY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UyK8Qat0alY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... I love Santana's electric guitar sound... woa.....~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-7873703948412689074?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7873703948412689074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=7873703948412689074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7873703948412689074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7873703948412689074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/into-night.html' title='Into The Night'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-2141596632403638865</id><published>2007-12-07T10:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T10:45:59.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeroes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroes'/><title type='text'>Heroes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R1mLr5OytoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SlSghqO_xMI/s1600-h/IMG_4273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R1mLr5OytoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SlSghqO_xMI/s320/IMG_4273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141294035833632386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of that is my arms, The darker wan lor... follow the clock har...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Benjipapa, Minny, Wendy, Ralph, Willazz, Imin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes Of Zeroes... muahahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see this wan... my hand... in the next morning... i did it my self... why? coz i'm crazy i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R1mUn5OytpI/AAAAAAAAAkk/c8qeyfDhXj8/s1600-h/cook+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R1mUn5OytpI/AAAAAAAAAkk/c8qeyfDhXj8/s320/cook+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141303862718805650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Booyah~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-2141596632403638865?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2141596632403638865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=2141596632403638865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2141596632403638865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/2141596632403638865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/heroes.html' title='Heroes...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UVrRhONLIwc/R1mLr5OytoI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SlSghqO_xMI/s72-c/IMG_4273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-5535405755474456106</id><published>2007-12-07T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T10:03:33.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why!?</title><content type='html'>tell you something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they bank in my salary into my account liao lor... got about RM366 coz last month i work about 1week++ only mar... just start work mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lor... little nvm lor... Rm366 can last me + petrol + food + outing untill next months pay liao mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the bank... wanna go atm take some money to go pump petrol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i take out Rm50, i went back to my car.... and guess what... my car wont start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck... battery die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lor... can jump cable mar... got car shop beside mar... so i walk to the car shop, tell that guy... ok... he come jumo cable for me... ok liao lor.. charge me RM8... i only got RM50 mar... just press mar... so ok lor... go his shop pay lor... drive my car there... then park and pay him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that... guess what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCB leh... cannot start.... why ar??? because battery sudah rosak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fella wanna charge me Rm165 for changing new car battery... kaneh... what i heard from my dad is only about Rm145 kelisa battery lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he see i no catr to drive and stuck in his shop so... what to do... Rm165 lar... no discount summore... 2lan nia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i left about Rm126 to survive untill next months pay... survive means + petrol + food + outing and parking and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$#!^@*^!%#*&amp;amp;#T*&amp;amp;(^%#)(!(^&amp;amp;%#@^$!@*&amp;amp;%!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-5535405755474456106?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5535405755474456106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=5535405755474456106&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5535405755474456106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/5535405755474456106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/why.html' title='Why!?'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-6381408084894246370</id><published>2007-12-07T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T09:20:14.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to michelle michimi</title><content type='html'>ok, this post if for michelle, my ex-gf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually requested my her lar... Michelle wanted to know how and what i think about her... her personality and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, no hard feelings... i'll say positive and negative all out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are a nice and caring person but you only think about yr self when you are down. meaning you dont care about my feelings also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I dont like the way you talk to me and the words you used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how 2 make me smile when i'm down.&lt;br /&gt;you lighten me up when all around me were dark.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember your smile when you say good morning to me in that white long pants and a teddy bear back shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are a person that needs others attention... if I'm a little bz to reply yr msg, you will become a little moody... sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you like to drink beer and go clubbing... I wont say the rest out... we both know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried for you all the time but I dont wanna control you, I want you to have fun and also be responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i cant be with you 24/7 coz we're so far apart but I promise that i'm loyal to you all the time and i wont cheat on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now we are only friends and i hope after you reading this you wont have any hard feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care my friend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-6381408084894246370?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/6381408084894246370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=6381408084894246370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6381408084894246370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/6381408084894246370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-michelle-michimi.html' title='to michelle michimi'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-9128572254267584833</id><published>2007-11-27T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T09:44:07.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>urm...</title><content type='html'>urm... urm... ok... new post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... ok lar... tell you my todays story lar... 1st i go to work, the chef was there... i think he is not in a good mood or something coz keep scolding here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why didnt take out all the sauce?"&lt;br /&gt;"why yesterday didnt cook this fish?"&lt;br /&gt;"why this wan didnt fry?"&lt;br /&gt;"why this sauce didnt have and you all didnt make?"&lt;br /&gt;"why yesterday so free dunwan make extra sauce and keep for standby?"&lt;br /&gt;"why all didnt do? you think you got more than 2 hands ar? can do so many things at a time ar?"&lt;br /&gt;"why I didnt come 3 days only u all so like this wan? dunno how 2 refil this and that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... the truth is... chef was away for 3 days coz of his personal problems lor... and also&lt;br /&gt; the steward sick and on mc for 3 days then hor... our kitchen ppl only got 4ppl so 1 person got steward lor... so there is only me, assistant chef and a kitchen helper lor... so 3 ppl have to prepare so many things and also server customers that come... a lot of orders... so we cant do so many things mar... tired also mar... so bz and some also will forget wan mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working life... like this wan lar... sien...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-9128572254267584833?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/9128572254267584833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=9128572254267584833&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/9128572254267584833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/9128572254267584833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/11/urm.html' title='urm...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-1477576337878905047</id><published>2007-11-26T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T09:09:32.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My work Life...</title><content type='html'>ok, i know this will feel boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working in a restaurant but i dun wanna say where...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, friday, saturday and sunday... omg... i'm working like i got 4 hands... really bz and tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday i got a very weird order... some customer ordered Pepperoni pizza but no pepperoni... so just pizza and cheese only lor... swt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-1477576337878905047?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1477576337878905047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=1477576337878905047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1477576337878905047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/1477576337878905047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-work-life.html' title='My work Life...'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-3819013305990916808</id><published>2007-11-17T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:19:48.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lighting'/><title type='text'>How Thunder meets Lighting</title><content type='html'>In times where there is still imperfections in the human worlds. Gods are the ones that look down on us for some changes. Even Gods makes mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of how thunder meet lighting. Its just a story though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Long time ago... There is a saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;"If you throw rice away, that means you are wasting and thunder will strike you down"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at that time it was real But there was no such thing as lighting. There was no Lighting at that time.. only Thunder... so, Everyone will not waste food and they would all share food among each and other and so there are no poor or hungry people wondering around. Whenever someone throw rice away, Thunder will strike them. Well, imagine that. You dont want it to happen to you right?... so anyway... back to the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this girl that lives with only her mother. Her mother was very old and was already near her time and soon she passed away. At that very night... it was raining very heavy... and its was very dark... in old times there was still no light at all but only some candle lights and it was not bright enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on that very night... The rain was pouring very heavy and Thunder was out on the hunt. Whoever that throw rice away will be punish... Thunder was standing above the clouds scanning around... and suddenly... he saw a girl come out from an old hut... The girl was pouring something away... what was that? it was white in colour... Rice??? It was so dark that thunder  could not see properly but all he saw was that girl throwing something small, cup of small white thingy that looks like rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, without hesitating. Thunder than took out this bolt and Struck tat girl hard. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KABOOM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl spirit was then floating up to heaven... slowly... sadly...(you get the picture what happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Girl : Where Am I???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Thunder : you are dead, I'm thunder and I've struck you with my bolt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Girl : I'm dead? how could you... I didnt do anything wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Thunder : I saw you from up here. I saw you throw rice away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Girl : NO... I did not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Thunder : dont lie to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God heard the girl screaming and crying and so he came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;God : Why are you crying my child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Girl : coz I'm dead and I did nothing wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Thunder : She threw rice away. Its my duty to punish her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Girl : stop it, I did not throw rice away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Thunder : I saw her, she was throwing something small and white... it look like rice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;God : Little girl, tell me what did you throw away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Girl : It was barley not rice. Mama love to drink barley juice thats why I boil them and let her have her drink b4 she go away. Then the barley was no more use thats why I throw them away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after hearing tat, Thunder then know that he made a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Thunder : I'm so sorry, it was dark and I couldn't see Properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;God : I understand Thunder. Little girl, we cant bring back the dead but I can make you one of the gods. Me and Thunder would need your help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The girl than looked at god and thunder with her bright eyes with silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so... god made the girl Lighting... from that very day... Lighting will come 1st b4 Thunder strikes because when it was too dark, Lighting brighten up the sky with her flash for Thunder to see b4 he strike his bolt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats How Thunder meet Lighting and Why Lighting always come 1st b4 thunder strikes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know right now says that Light speed is faster that sound... but... We never know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-3819013305990916808?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3819013305990916808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=3819013305990916808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3819013305990916808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/3819013305990916808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-thunder-meets-lighting.html' title='How Thunder meets Lighting'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-7694551250584586833</id><published>2007-11-16T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T05:09:54.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thunder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lighting'/><title type='text'>*ahem*</title><content type='html'>Long long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;b4 we were born, b4 our parents were born, b4 the world wars, b4 Thomas Edison invented anything, b4 you even know who is George Eastmann...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World was so cold, so virgin that that no one knows about thunder, lightning, why is there day and night, everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts like this...&lt;br /&gt;There was a boy that thinks he is so smart that he knew everything... Ask him any question and he can answer with the most silly answer that you can ever think of... Well, of coz lar... at that time there was no school or anything... they were just living in caves or on top of the tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very day... the sky started to get darker and darker... then suddenly The rain pour downs... this was the 1st time that they as humans saw the rain... at 1st they were all so happy and dancing and shouting and singing under the rain but suddenly....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... there was Thunder and lighting all over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was scare... then they come to a conclusion that the gods are sad and angry thats they the sky rain tears, thunder is sound of the gods cry and lighting  is how the gods will punish them thats they nobody dare to go out of the cave when its raining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, this little boy... he think about it again and again...&lt;br /&gt;You know, its silly that everyone is so scare of the rain...&lt;br /&gt;and so... out of nowhere... he found his answer, well... its &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;not a logical answer&lt;/span&gt; but at that time... he thinks it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days have passed... there was no rain... everyone was so happy and then finally, the sky started to rain... Everyone was so scare and run inside the cave to hide... but then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little boy was looking up to the raining dark sky... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;BOOM&lt;/span&gt;... Thunder and lighting strikes... everyone was scared but then... they were curious.... this little boy look up the sky and smiled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again... there was more lightning and thunder... but the boy still continue to smile... everytime there was lighting and thunder... this little boy would look up the sky and smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this made everybody curious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"Why are you smiling to the sky when the gods are crying?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Oh no... you are wrong, the gods are not crying. They are relaxing and partying just like us..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"why do you say so?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"because every time there are lighting and thunder, The gods are taking picture of us so we must smile for them... Well, the lighting was the flash of the camera and the thunder was the click of the camera... because the gods camera was so big that it sounded so loud..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly answer huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still...&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats how,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;George Eastmann invented the camera in 1888.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... just kidding... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-7694551250584586833?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7694551250584586833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=7694551250584586833&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7694551250584586833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7694551250584586833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahem.html' title='*ahem*'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-4758450822885139096</id><published>2007-11-13T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:05:31.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sob</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BAcBe5DSvgo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BAcBe5DSvgo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-4758450822885139096?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4758450822885139096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=4758450822885139096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4758450822885139096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/4758450822885139096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/11/sob.html' title='*sob'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220345358031443407.post-7108035190969911411</id><published>2007-11-13T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:48:30.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dexter&apos;s will'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dexxie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dexterity'/><title type='text'>a part of my will/wish</title><content type='html'>When/If I die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna be burn, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I wanna be lowered down not 6 but 8f under the ground&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna be buried at any place but I wanna be at the peek of a hill where and have my own&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; private place&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I dun wan any prayers going on but I wan a celebration/party around my tomb.&lt;/span&gt; *if you are lucky then you might see my ghost there partying with you guys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I dont wan you guys to cry for me but I wan all of you to remember me forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan the word "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Dreamers of Life&lt;/span&gt;" to be carved on to my tomb right under my name.&lt;br /&gt;I wan all my name and nick names to be carved onto my tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Dexter Gan Ban Yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Dexxie Rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Dexterity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Dex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Katana Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on.... whatever you all call me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wan my coffin to be normal... I wan my whole coffin to be air-brush with anime and design ontop... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I wan my JieJie (LeePeng) to design my coffin and whatever that is to air-brush there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wan my coffin to be carried on a van or someone that I dont know. I wan my coffin to be carried in a Metallic White BMW and I wan either my mother/father/son(if i have one)/brother/wife(if I have one) or JieJie to drive it to that hill top to bury me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wan my funeral to be very formal... Everyone Have to wear formally with tie and a hat. (like what you can see in the mafia movie) The colour is to be Black or white. If not, You cant attend my funeral and I will haunt you all whenever I wan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember, my party at my funeral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In that party, I dun wanna listen to useless, fucking, meaningless, clubbing, ass songs such as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;justin timberlake - his songs are so gay... and I hate them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Will I am, I got it from my mama - this is a fucking song. meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;other clubbing songs coz they are all meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Songs That Are To Played at my funeral party:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Michelle Branch - You Set Me Free (and other of her nice songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sugar Ray - Every Morning ( and other if his nice songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LFO - (all the nice songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WestLife - Unbreakable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Some Oldies but rock songs such as Elvis, Temptation, Beatles and so on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Build Me Up Buttercup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Let It Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ob bla di Ob bla da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan my family including &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;father,mother,brother,JieJie, and so on (everyone) to sing bee gees- words when I was lowered 8f under the ground.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NO TEARS PLZ.... Sing With A Smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan my car to be buried beside me.&lt;br /&gt;Place all my belongings in my car b4 burying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donate 50% of my money to the poor children founds and 50% to split my father/mother/brother and JieJie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;REMEMBER, I GOT ONLY 1 LOYAL JIE JIE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... I wan my katana to be in my coffin with me holding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No smoking&lt;/span&gt; at my funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;No beer or any other alcoholic drinks at my funeral party except Red Wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No Drunkers Allowed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO DRUGS&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I wan my family to know that I love them very much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jie Jie, I love you very much too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and all my friends... I love you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Simon Heng/shadow king My best friend, I wan you to have any of my shirt that you like... You wanna take all also nvm... But cannot say dont wan... Just take some to remember me always....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now... this is all I can think of... serious... this is part of my wish... no joke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220345358031443407-7108035190969911411?l=dexterity-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7108035190969911411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=220345358031443407&amp;postID=7108035190969911411&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7108035190969911411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220345358031443407/posts/default/7108035190969911411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dexterity-dream.blogspot.com/2007/11/part-of-my-willwish.html' title='a part of my will/wish'/><author><name>Dexter Gan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15841135283854288682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm2dm411Kro/TZYeSHBu3dI/AAAAAAAABZQ/gYAs_GqYTDA/s220/d1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
