<?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-9035711926361842348</id><updated>2012-02-04T00:06:09.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bgurl's Dance Floor</title><subtitle type='html'>it's a story about a choosy girl who will never get a boyfriend!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-8181543349852671430</id><published>2010-09-20T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:32:25.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>After everything that we have been through these years,&lt;br /&gt;I often questioned myself whether he is forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart kept telling me to forgive him,&lt;br /&gt;however, my mind kept saying no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many voices ringing in my ears,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to listen to the voice within but yet,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't hear a single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I just can't forget about it...&lt;br /&gt;Because it hurts me so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we are still together...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-8181543349852671430?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8181543349852671430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=8181543349852671430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/8181543349852671430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/8181543349852671430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2010/09/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-4601025816740728119</id><published>2009-10-24T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T06:08:02.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps</title><content type='html'>I'm just tired of love.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, nothing is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it's time to do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't understand why?&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'm the girl who already had everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, it turned out to be nothing,&lt;br /&gt;but a lie, a big big lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, things just don't work out!&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it's time to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, perhaps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-4601025816740728119?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4601025816740728119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=4601025816740728119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4601025816740728119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4601025816740728119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2009/10/perhaps.html' title='Perhaps'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-141885031375906302</id><published>2008-11-22T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T07:31:08.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>It's annoying to see a bunch of assignments that are yet to be done,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm thinking that I must have lost my mind to even have an intent to post something here while reading the stupid judgements of &lt;em&gt;Adams v Cape Industries&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, you think I so free ar? Personal statement also haven't write ar! You think I want to write a long essay here just to tell you that I'm doing fine, I'm so stress over my assignments and presentations, I miss those who are abroad, I so long didn't dance, my sis is still as irritating as ever, my chow chows are getting smarter but naughtier, stev and I are getting along well, dadadadadada.....a bunch of craps??? Dream on la you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have a second to entertain anyone of you so please don't expect that I will write anything here for the sake of updating my post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye la! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-141885031375906302?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/141885031375906302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=141885031375906302' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/141885031375906302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/141885031375906302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/11/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-5271140087745410142</id><published>2008-08-21T21:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T23:02:01.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever loved somebody so much it makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever needed something so bad you can't sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't come out right?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-5271140087745410142?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5271140087745410142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=5271140087745410142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/5271140087745410142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/5271140087745410142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/08/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever?'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-3013481743988514239</id><published>2008-08-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:51:45.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborn!</title><content type='html'>After exactly one year of working life, my contract with The American Malaysian Chamber of Commerce will be finished officially in the end of this month. This is also exactly one year since I'd quitted HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember what Miss Kay Mi told me in her office in last September,&lt;br /&gt;and the atmosphere in my car when I was telling Anne that I was quitting HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really treasure what Miss Kay Mi had told me and that will definitely change much of my perspectives towards studying and achieving a good result in future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Kho told me when we were in Taylor's: "What we've studied is for our future use, not only for achieving good result."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I was very depressed over my Year 1 result as I was really working hard for it to strive for the best result! But at the end my result was turned out to be something totally out of not only my, but everyone's expectation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Because your strategy is wrong!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Sometimes it is not only about study hard! Your creativity counts!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-said Kay Mi-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those are the past. What I know right now is that I am going back to HELP to continue onto my Year 2 Law Degree. And I've really learnt a lot in these past 12 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all the best in Year 2!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-3013481743988514239?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3013481743988514239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=3013481743988514239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/3013481743988514239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/3013481743988514239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/08/reborn.html' title='Reborn!'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-591676176704824595</id><published>2008-08-04T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:40:31.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged. by Tning</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;6 People to tag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Ng&lt;br /&gt;Jiang Mun Chong&lt;br /&gt;Shing Yi Lee&lt;br /&gt;Kho&lt;br /&gt;Bboy Eddie&lt;br /&gt;Benjemin Miao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 things I'm passionate about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing (lol!)&lt;br /&gt;Modelling&lt;br /&gt;Law&lt;br /&gt;Juicy Couture&lt;br /&gt;Nice cool fancy handbags&lt;br /&gt;Hot guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 things I say too often&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diu lei! (fuck you in Cantonese, but it is a joking version) - often say to Anne Ng&lt;br /&gt;Saya tak tau! - often say to my maid&lt;br /&gt;Rocky Chai (with a manja tune) - I think I say that more than 10 times a day&lt;br /&gt;You know why? Because you are stupid! - often say to my niece&lt;br /&gt;Diu lor - aften say to self when I'm pissed&lt;br /&gt;Yah Meh? - often say to Anne and my maid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 books I've read recently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I only read newspapers for the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 songs I can listen to again and again&lt;/strong&gt; (can I change '6' to '60'???)&lt;br /&gt;My Humps - The Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest Girl - Akon&lt;br /&gt;Better In Time - Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;Take A Bow - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;Bad Habits - Destiny's Child&lt;br /&gt;Scandalous - Misteeq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 things I learnt in the past year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patience and forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;Apologize.&lt;br /&gt;What you see in your eyes might not be real, what you hear from others are mostly not reliable.&lt;br /&gt;Only pamper myself when It is needed to do so, cannot simply spend money (Only learnt after I came out to work).&lt;br /&gt;When someone is picking faults on you on purpose, there is no way that you can escape especially when you are lack of 'bargaining power' e.g. you and your boss.&lt;br /&gt;Westerners are not necessarily kind, generous and understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-591676176704824595?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/591676176704824595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=591676176704824595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/591676176704824595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/591676176704824595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged-by-tning.html' title='Tagged. by Tning'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-8271067352601193750</id><published>2008-07-21T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:08:36.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex, lies, murder and Malaysian politics</title><content type='html'>Malaysian politics are sizzling with sex intrigues, murder accusations, scandalous lies and intra-party squabbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago a government minister resigned after admitting he was the person caught in a videotape having sex with a young woman in a hotel. The video was uploaded on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;Early this month opposition leader Anwar Ibrahim was accused of sodomy by his 23-year-old aide. Sodomy is a crime in Malaysia, punishable by 20 years of imprisonment. The victim alleged he was sexually assaulted by Anwar up to eight times in various luxury hotels in Paris and Hong Kong. This is the second time the former deputy premier was accused of sodomy. The first case was filed ten years ago and led to Anwar’s imprisonment – although he was later cleared of those charges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Anwar has a bombshell of his own. He organized a press conference at which a private investigator revealed that Deputy Prime Minister Najib Razak had sex with a 28-year-old Mongolian model who was brutally murdered in 2006. The model was shot twice in the head and her body was blown up with plastic explosives. Najib denied having an affair with the woman.&lt;br /&gt;Najib’s close associate was accused of abetting the murder. A prominent Malaysian blogger also wrote that Najib’s wife was present when the Mongolian model was murdered. The blogger was subsequently charged with sedition and criminal defamation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is telling the truth? It is definite that at least one of these persons is lying. It is also apparent that all of these accusations and counter accusations are politically motivated. Najib insists Anwar used a desperate tactic to divert the people’s attention from his sodomy case. On his part, Anwar believes the sodomy charge was part of a government maneuver to defeat the plan of the opposition to seize power this year.&lt;br /&gt;Before the sex scandals, Malaysia was already facing a political crisis. Last March the opposition managed to secure one-third of the parliamentary seats. Five states were put under their control. Some member parties of the ruling coalition threatened to withdraw support for the prime minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to the problem of the government is the resignation of former Malaysian leader Mahathir Mohamad from the political party to which he belonged. He urged other politicians to leave the ruling party as well. It is no secret that Mahathir is not happy with the performance of his handpicked successor, Prime Minister Abdullah Badawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahathir wrote in his blog that he has every right to be concerned over the “flip-flopping mismanagement” of the country and that of the party he helped to revive in 1987. “The party does not belong to Dato Seri Abdullah alone. Nor is it meant to support him as leader even when he mishandled the elections and the country,” he added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the sex scandals, Malaysians were talking about the country’s faltering economy. Fuel subsidies were removed, which led to higher oil prices. Big protests were held in different parts of the country. Many people, including the frustrated sections of the middle class, began to question the economic policies of the government which they blamed for the rising cost of living in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Malaysians are more interested in the sodomy case and other sex scandals involving influential persons. The economic crisis is still a major issue, but sex and murder will always tickle the people’s imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opposition should not be distracted by the sex scandals. Analysts believe the opposition can form a new government with the help of some administration defectors. This could be done in the next few months, but the pressure against the ruling government must be sustained.&lt;br /&gt;One way to weaken the already weak government would be to mobilize the people against high oil prices, inflation, the deteriorating economy and corruption. Young Malaysians are furious over the shameful acts of their leaders. The people should be made to remember why they voted for many members of the opposition in the last elections. In short, the issue should be refocused on the unpopular prime minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdullah Badawi had earlier promised to step down at the end of the year. Now he is saying he will leave office in 2010. It seems the ruling party has succeeded in preventing a possible opposition takeover this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good that Anwar is asking his supporters to “protest by all means," and to use stadiums and other public spaces as venues of protest actions. But the issue should be more than just the sex lives of politicians. It should still be about the economy and more importantly, Prime Minister Abdullah Badawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Mong PalatinoPeripheries&lt;br /&gt;Published: July 21, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Manila, Philipines&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-8271067352601193750?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8271067352601193750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=8271067352601193750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/8271067352601193750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/8271067352601193750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/07/sex-lies-murder-and-malaysian-politics.html' title='Sex, lies, murder and Malaysian politics'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-1592697972368636496</id><published>2008-07-16T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:13:50.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why I love Malaysians!</title><content type='html'>My car was hit by a stupid lady driver yesterday, when I was sending my niece to SBU. It was happened at 6.40am, right in front of Jaya Jusco, Maluri. Both of us were driving slow as the traffic light just turned green. Then i suddenly saw a car was approaching me closely right on my right hand side, I was shocked and 'hon' her because the distance was really short ( I will say 3cm!!!). Unfortunately it was too late, her car hit on mine at the back right door. And then guess what? She then drove off quickly!!! Mr. Steven was with me in the car (as he is so kind and sweet to offer himself to be my company in early morning), he asked me not to chase the lady after because she was too panic and might hit another car when I am chasing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best damn thing is that I'd to drive all the way to the Police Station at Petaling Street at rush hour (7 am) to lodge a police report! This is really bad because Mr. Steven had a meeting at 8pm, at Damansara and I have to be in the office at 9am sharp! Mr. Steven colleagues were waiting for him at Sungei Wang for him to take them to the meeting venue. And another best thing is that my Mr. Steven didn't take his handphone with him. So neither of the parties can contact each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we've reached at the police station, we were instructed to lodge a report at a specified department. The policemen weren't really patient with us as it was about time for them to change their shift and another shift hasn't came in. I got scolded when I put my home address wrongly into their computer system. But, in fact, it wasn't my fault as their format of putting address was kind of funny. After I've typed the report for them, I was asked to pay RM1 as reporting fees. Although RM1 is obviously a very small sum, but i was surprised that tax payers are actually asked to pay the police for reporting a case! Mr. Steven was shaking his head on me when I was asked to pay RM1, he was like:"What the fuck???!!! There is no way that that will happen in Canada!!! What rule is that? What if poeple who got robbed, who got their cars stolen or got their handbag snatched??? They are required to pay 1 buck as well???".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the report was lodged, I was intructed to go to another specified department to see a Sarjan for him to do a further investigation. And another RM1 was asked to be paid to the Sarjan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was not the end yet! After investigated by the so-called Sarjan, I have to go to another department again to fill up the claim sheet (so that I can claim for damage from the other party) and get a sheet of paper in which indicated that I have granted permission to take photographs of the damaged part of my car by the another policeman. I was told that that department is open for 24 hours but it was closed when I reached the door. Then I went down from the building and asked a policeman, he told me that poeple from that department was out for a morning meeting and I was advised to go minum at Mamak first while waiting for them. Of course we didn't go for mamak (where the hell we have the mood for roti canai???!!) We were running out of time!!! It was already 8.10am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting and waiting...Someone finally turned up to open the door. And guess what? I was asked to pay RM4 after I filled up all the forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I was asked to park my car at a place for photograph taking which located at the opposite road of the police station! The photographer was another joker! He took a photo of my car where there was a big scratch at the front bumper! And then I said :" Hello, Abang! Bukan sana lar! Is the one kat belakang!!!" Then he re-took another photograph of the right spot. "Why that idiot didn't ask us first before he take photograph?" Steven said. "How am I suppose to know?" I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, great! We can finally go home, take bath, then go to work after we stucked in the traffic jam for 20 minutes. We reached home at around 8.45 am.&lt;br /&gt;I just late for 10 minutes (thank god my boss didn't get angry with me :p) and that poor Mr. nice guy was late for 3 hours for his meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Malaysians,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you know hit-and-run is a serious offence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why the government did not centralised all the sub-departments to make shorten the process and make it more efficient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why do we have to pay for lodging a police report? Where did the tax money that we paid had gone to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Why a government 24-hour-operating department can be closed? Then why do they called it '24 hour'???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why are all the 'kakitangan kerajaan' acted like morons and idiots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice lady driver of TAM 6868, new Honda Civic, silver colour. I believe you are a richie rich person in Terengganu since you have such a nice car registration number! You will pay for it!&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Karma. God will serve you one day! And the law will serve you first before god!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghh!!! I'm still very angry! Even if her driving license was suspended and she has to bear the costs of repairing my car, Who is going to compensate my time that has been wasted for all these shits and the time spend to take my car for repairing? Who is going to pay for the costs of petrol incurred for taking the car to the car garage? And can she compensate the 'inconveniences' that caused to me when my car is repairing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have to say is I LOVE MALAYSIANS!!!!!!!! Muahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-1592697972368636496?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1592697972368636496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=1592697972368636496' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/1592697972368636496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/1592697972368636496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-why-i-love-malaysians.html' title='This is why I love Malaysians!'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-4371771308913434139</id><published>2008-07-03T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T04:27:01.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Princess Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/SGy0h-izxcI/AAAAAAAAANA/BcF-r86Tn0M/s1600-h/Juicy+Couture+bought+on+2.7.08,+wed+-+pamper+myself+after+worked+in+AMCHAM+for++4+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218744564033242562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/SGy0h-izxcI/AAAAAAAAANA/BcF-r86Tn0M/s320/Juicy+Couture+bought+on+2.7.08,+wed+-+pamper+myself+after+worked+in+AMCHAM+for++4+months.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been pampered myself for half a year. This is called 'satisfaction'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My next target will be Louis Vuitton :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-4371771308913434139?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4371771308913434139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=4371771308913434139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4371771308913434139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4371771308913434139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-new-juicy-couture.html' title='My New Princess Collection'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/SGy0h-izxcI/AAAAAAAAANA/BcF-r86Tn0M/s72-c/Juicy+Couture+bought+on+2.7.08,+wed+-+pamper+myself+after+worked+in+AMCHAM+for++4+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-2992515987349002879</id><published>2008-06-12T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:22:16.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June's Babies!!!</title><content type='html'>This is a birthday's post for the people in the list below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.6.08 - Jiang Mun Chong&lt;br /&gt;15.6.08 - Ning Li Tee&lt;br /&gt;18.6.08 - Eddie Tay&lt;br /&gt;22.6.08 - Margaret Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you guys. I will cherish our friendship until the end of my life!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-2992515987349002879?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2992515987349002879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=2992515987349002879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/2992515987349002879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/2992515987349002879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='June&apos;s Babies!!!'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-6210774076001521218</id><published>2008-06-03T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:11:41.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Share</title><content type='html'>I met one of my ex-secondary school classmates four days past after work. We were chatting, as usual, on what we've been up to after graduated from high school. As I've mentioned earlier, she is just one of my "classmates". I wouldn't use the word "friends", it is simply because, erm...to be franked, we are not so close to each other in the past or now either though. I thougth it would be another boring-afternoon-tea-session with a random classmate, who was just randomly picked one of the names (well, I'm the lucky one obviously) from her contact list, calls, and asks for hanging out at somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the conversation goes down, she spoke to me that she is now actually falling in love with a man, a successful business man, whom she is not suppose to be fell in love with. Yes, the man has a girlfriend and their relationship is going absolutely and perfectly well. On top of that, they have been staying together for more than three years already. And of course, the climax is that the man also claimed to be fell in love with my dear old ex-classmate and they have started a relationship not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked what so special about this man, she said it's all because of a word 'feel' (for non-chinese readers, it means she has the love feeling on that man). And she emphasized that it is totally not because of the man is rich (he is rich la) as there are many other younger, richer and more good looking men chasing after her (well, in other words, that man is not young and not so good looking). She just feel bad for being a third party, and at the same time, she claimed that she is 100 per cent unwilling to share a man with another woman. She then asked me what to do. I took a few seconds and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, baby. It is very much depends on the person who is in such situation. I'm truely not in a position to judge what kind of man he is but you absolutely do, neither I can tell what you should really do. He wants you, and at the same time, he is not ready to give up his girlfriend i.e he wants you and his girlfriend both. If you love him until the extent that you wouldn't care what people may talk about you and you think it is worth it then you can go for it. If it is not that case then...For me, as your friend, of course I will say it is not worth it. But I have mentioned it earlier, it is very much depends on the person who is in such situation. Honestly, If I am in your situation, it is highly likely that I will say something totally different. I &lt;strong&gt;may&lt;/strong&gt; have did something worse that you. Anyway, just one question, are you willing to &lt;strong&gt;SHARE&lt;/strong&gt; him with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course I'm not willing to share. But I love him. I know I do and I don't care what people may say about me. I can and I already gave up my reputation and everything. All people around him knew of my existence and that's including his family. But I can't be bothered."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to keep quiet for quite some time after that. But I wasn't shocked to hear what she said. It reminds me of my long-existing problem with my boyfriend. I was just wondering whether I would ever give up my reputation for my boyfriend, disregard of what people around me will say about our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yan, I think you deserve a better one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yan, I never against anyone. You know me well. But I think you should go and meet more people out there bacause you are so young. Never think that he is the one..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yan, you may be a successful lawyer in future. You sure you are seriously want to be with him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You could get a better one in UK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Try to find one who is up to your standard, Yan. You deserve a so much better one seriously..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think twice, Yan. He may not be the one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should get a richer one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things that I've heard so many times since I've started a relationship with my boyfriend. And of course, I wasn't bothered by those words earlier. But when people speak about it everytime and all the time. Their words really shaken me. Seriously they do. Then I will frequently ask myself "If one day in future I became successful, will I still be the same as I do today? Will I still appreciate the man that I had like I did yesterdays? Will I still remember the days we've been walked together yesterdays? And more importantly, will I look down on my man at that time? Where is my reputation when people say that he is not as successful as I do? Will I regret for chosen him? Is it worth putting hope on him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what did my friend actually say to me when I told her that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the lines that she told me, which impressed me so much that changed my thoughts forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The man that I fell in love with doesn't understand English at all. He couldn't even read a menu in a restaurant. Do you know that my ideal boyfriend has no much difference than yours? He must be smart and has a well-spoken english. But after I met him. I came to realised that it really doesn't matter after all. I never felt embarrassed about it. I think this is absolutely fine for me. No one in this world is perfect so you do? What I do is I will make sure that I know what he does not know about, to complement him. So same thing goes to you. You think you know everything? Of course, you don't! So he complements you! Now you see? So if people look down on your partner, you should prove to them that they are wrong and that he is so much better than they thought! You should protect him rather than feeling regret for being with him. Who knows what will happen next in the future? He might be far more successful than you do! Two of you should work together for a better future and find solutions for all problems that arise and not looking down on each other on each other's failures".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then felt so ashamed. My tears kept falling from my eyes. I felt so sorry to my boyfriend for not being what I should be. And I promised myself that I will never ever doubt of our future again and I'll prove to those who have no confidence in my relationship with my boyfriend that they are wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-6210774076001521218?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6210774076001521218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=6210774076001521218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/6210774076001521218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/6210774076001521218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/06/something-that-i-really-want-to-share.html' title='Something to Share'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-491793870331668138</id><published>2008-05-05T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:18:45.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Fortunate Soul</title><content type='html'>As time passes by,&lt;br /&gt;I came to realised that I've learnt so much from him.&lt;br /&gt;As we go along,&lt;br /&gt;I really found myself really can't live without him.&lt;br /&gt;I will say that I'm nothing without him.&lt;br /&gt;His patience to me, and his tendered loving care to me, are melting my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And, yesterday night,&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt what is called 'love is forgiving'.&lt;br /&gt;He's guiding me to be a better person all times.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm the most fortunated soul on earth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that I've found him though I do not know how I did so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-491793870331668138?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/491793870331668138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=491793870331668138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/491793870331668138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/491793870331668138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/05/most-fortunated-soul.html' title='The Most Fortunate Soul'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-6975575731681419119</id><published>2008-04-03T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:39:28.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Routine</title><content type='html'>The familar annoying tones were ringing in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;"Damn alarm!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The not so loving morning sunshine is shining into my three-beded room from the above (That would apparently make me sick).&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shoot! Another day to work...!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I snoozed for nine minutes...&lt;br /&gt;And another nine minutes...&lt;br /&gt;"Oh god. Please give me more time to sleep..." I prayed (Just kidding. I never prayed :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my eyes were closed again for the third time,&lt;br /&gt;The 'jackpot' sound awaken me.&lt;br /&gt;I was then cursing while I was reading the text message...&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, baby. Still lying on bed???" (with a smiley that looks something like this B) )&lt;br /&gt;That's was loving warm, but at the same time, still pretty ANNOYING!&lt;br /&gt;"Well, okay okay...I'm crawling out of the bed, darling." I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He accompanied me walking to the Amoda's building today with his pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;"Goodbye, baby. See you tonight."&lt;br /&gt;He given me a kiss on my lips and I given him a hug and a tap on his ass.&lt;br /&gt;Hence I walked to the lobby.&lt;br /&gt;Then I turned my head back,&lt;br /&gt;saw a silly-looking-man looking at my eyes, waving his hand at me with a smile which was exactly the same as the first day he met me at Pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even brush his teeth, comb his hair, and he didn't even wear an underwear...!!!&lt;br /&gt;I then waved my hand at him and rushed into the lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, it's hard to believe that we will be along the same path at the begining.&lt;br /&gt;But now, we have to believe.&lt;br /&gt;And we are strongly believed.&lt;br /&gt;Something (I don't know. God, maybe) had brought him back from the end of the world to meet me in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes you shouldn't believe what you see...your eyes might be deceiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-6975575731681419119?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6975575731681419119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=6975575731681419119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/6975575731681419119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/6975575731681419119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/04/familar-annoying-tones-were-ringing-in.html' title='Daily Routine'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-2526323825237343635</id><published>2008-03-06T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:18:23.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Random One</title><content type='html'>I miss Ningli...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Anne...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jeremy...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jiang Mun...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Shingyi...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Eva...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Margaret Law...&lt;br /&gt;I miss We Yang...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Miao Ben Ben... (surprisingly)&lt;br /&gt;I miss Kho...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Kew Ee Phui...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Zee Kin... (don't know why :P)&lt;br /&gt;I miss Henry... (also don't know why :P)&lt;br /&gt;I miss my PESS' Giler Gang...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Kho's family... :'(&lt;br /&gt;I miss PL5...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Kay Mi...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Sharlin...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Eddie...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Taylor's...&lt;br /&gt;I miss The Dancing Lawyerz...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Taylor's Inter-college Dance Competition...&lt;br /&gt;I miss ss15...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Asia Cafe...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Urban Groove...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Pavilion...&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Guess Guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. I'm freaking bored in the office right now...&lt;br /&gt;Just can't wait to start my year 2 degree...&lt;br /&gt;Just can't wait to meet everyone in UK...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-2526323825237343635?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2526323825237343635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=2526323825237343635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/2526323825237343635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/2526323825237343635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/03/random-one.html' title='A Random One'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-4383225509854565613</id><published>2008-02-24T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T06:52:18.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Like Him Already!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello, everyone!!! I know I 100 years didn't update my blog already...hehe...so this is my latest update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...I shall begin with the Jay Chow's World Tour Concert yesterday which was held in Stadium Merdeka...I went with Ningli and her college friends. It was overall kind of boring as it was not as cool as I was expected. The songs that Jay had chosen to perform were unexpectedly making me almost fall asleep. And thank god the whole event was ended by a nicer song otherwise Miss Koh would be complaining until the end of the world for wasting her RM 168... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I'm sorry, ningli but I still have to say what I have to say...JAY CHOW HAS LOST HIS STYLE OF COMPOSING JAY'S SONGS and I officially announce that Miss Koh Weng Yan is no longer a Jay Chow's fanatic!!! I don't like him already!!! I rather spend my RM 168 on a Guess' discounted handbag although I never liked Guess!!! NEVER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following are the pictures that I've captured yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F5mDp2N3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/TuOHmJ9g5Ls/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170547541920855922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F5mDp2N3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/TuOHmJ9g5Ls/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't think that this is a pasar malam because the Fatty's Steamboat van might be deceiving. These are the nuts (including myself) who crazily waiting and queing to enter the stadium to meet their idol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F4ojp2N2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/1x3TdHZXYFM/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170546485358901090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F4ojp2N2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/1x3TdHZXYFM/s320/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She IS and I WAS Jay Chow's fanatics since we were in secondary school...and we are living the Paris Hilton's life!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F2tTp2N1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/bA1jjB5GrWU/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170544367940024146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F2tTp2N1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/bA1jjB5GrWU/s320/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F2tTp2N1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/bA1jjB5GrWU/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F2tTp2N1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/bA1jjB5GrWU/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for 'Kam Leng Kei' s' Hokkien Mee after the show and this is the magnificient view of Petaling Street at 12.03 am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F12Dp2N0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/igc8gF3bEVo/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170543418752251714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F12Dp2N0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/igc8gF3bEVo/s320/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you think our government is such a joker to put this board everywhere in a place called Petaling Street?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F0xDp2NzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Yo7rOR4B2p4/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170542233341278002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F0xDp2NzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Yo7rOR4B2p4/s320/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F0xDp2NzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Yo7rOR4B2p4/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F0xDp2NzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Yo7rOR4B2p4/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my giler best friend who desperately wanna take a cute picture with this beautiful background...Sampah Masyarakat and Sampah-sarap...tak boleh pakai punya perempuan!!! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea...Miss Koh has finally decided to continue onto her UK Law Degree Transfer Programme (Year 2) in Brickfields Asia College in this coming September and going to UK in September 2009. She's now working hard to save money (and spending hard at the same time :p)&lt;br /&gt;for her to study in uk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Miss Koh most recent performance will be taken place in March at Westin Hotel Kuala Lumpur for the HELP's Law Ball 2009 with Miss Anne Ng and classmates...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now...ciaoz..&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/9035711926361842348-4383225509854565613?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4383225509854565613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=4383225509854565613' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4383225509854565613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4383225509854565613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-like-him-already.html' title='I Don&apos;t Like Him Already!!!'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R8F5mDp2N3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/TuOHmJ9g5Ls/s72-c/DSC00056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-4071707601694699801</id><published>2008-01-27T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:09:30.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke nee</title><content type='html'>Apek: itu potong zaka ada bagut ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: manyak bagut..bila lu potong haa lu punya barang manyak bersih loo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apek: ?!! err..saya kawan ada cakap,potong zaka aaahh.. manyak ploblem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali : apa probrem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apek: manyak buang lui..lagi aahh..dia punya performance tatak bagut.. manyak cinang semputloh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali : cehh.. apek, lu apa celita.. saya suda lama potong.. tada apa problem.. bini saya manyak puas woo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apek: lu mini puas sama itu potong zaka ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali : ya la.. bila lu potong aahh.. lagi sedap maen woo.. lu lagi lambat pancut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apek: ???!!! err..lu punya 1.3 atau 1.5 ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: ??!! woi apek cakap baik2 sikit ha.. saya punya 6 incila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apek:??! tiu nia ma.. lu jgn maen2 haa.. mana ada potong zaka 6 inci..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: cilaka apek ni..nah tengok ( bukak sluar tunjuk pale butoh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apek: chee sin punya olang..gua tanya baik2 lu tunjuk lu punya lancau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: abis.. lu tarak percaya..saya tunjuk la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apek: saya tatak tanya sama lu punya lancau.. saya tanya lu pasal itu nasional car.. potong zaka.. molo punya olang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali : aiya.. apek.. lain kali lu sebut betul2 la..kasi susa saja.. bukan potong zaka la.. proton saga.. cinabeng btulla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This joke is oiriginally from Anne's)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-4071707601694699801?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4071707601694699801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=4071707601694699801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4071707601694699801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4071707601694699801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2008/01/joke-nee.html' title='Joke nee'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-9098860209716850141</id><published>2008-01-09T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:00:35.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayer</title><content type='html'>Everything starts by a simple thank-you-kiss out of self-control,&lt;br /&gt;and everything now ends by what was said by people who love myself, perhaps, more than he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A call received half an hour ago, makes me somehow regreted of what I've told him through text message an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure whether I should tell him that,&lt;br /&gt;but I really don't want to hide the facts from the one I love, may be not too much though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never liked a chinese song since I've started my A'levels in Taylor's,&lt;br /&gt;but, surprisingly, I was crying when I was listening to the chinese song that he loves so badly, which I didn't even bother to give it a fuck when he asked me to listen to it in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes less than a month to start a relationship,&lt;br /&gt;and now it ended just less than a month it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've hurt a person who loves me more than I love him and leave everything undecided now.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure I love him...and I don't want to miss him...&lt;br /&gt;May be I have to admit, it's my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;currently feeling: a little bit of regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;currently listening to: 'bei pan' by Gary Cao Ge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-9098860209716850141?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-3860873473032215827</id><published>2007-11-28T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T07:40:20.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Juicy Couture</title><content type='html'>I felt in love with Juicy Couture's hand bags recently. I've promised myself that I must buy them no matter how even they only selling in UK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorites .&lt;br /&gt;I want it soooooo badly!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02E9igMaWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/gx9RL5VYqw4/s1600-h/juicy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137908942668327266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02E9igMaWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/gx9RL5VYqw4/s320/juicy4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02E9igMaWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/gx9RL5VYqw4/s1600-h/juicy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02E9igMaWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/gx9RL5VYqw4/s1600-h/juicy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02FaigMaXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8n2IjaaFRhI/s1600-h/juicy4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137909440884533618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02FaigMaXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8n2IjaaFRhI/s320/juicy4.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02FaigMaXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8n2IjaaFRhI/s1600-h/juicy4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02FaigMaXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8n2IjaaFRhI/s1600-h/juicy4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02E9igMaWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/gx9RL5VYqw4/s1600-h/juicy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02FaigMaXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8n2IjaaFRhI/s1600-h/juicy4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02FaigMaXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8n2IjaaFRhI/s1600-h/juicy4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02FaigMaXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8n2IjaaFRhI/s1600-h/juicy4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02FaigMaXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8n2IjaaFRhI/s1600-h/juicy4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-3860873473032215827?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3860873473032215827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=3860873473032215827' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/3860873473032215827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/3860873473032215827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-juicy-couture.html' title='Oh My Juicy Couture'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/R02E9igMaWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/gx9RL5VYqw4/s72-c/juicy4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-8232500201419932462</id><published>2007-11-22T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:25:32.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Clubbing!</title><content type='html'>Yes. I hate Clubbing! Too crowded! I can hardly find a small spot to dance (should I call it 'dance'? I can't even shake!)!!! I do not know why people nowdays love clubbing soooo much! Arghh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-8232500201419932462?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8232500201419932462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=8232500201419932462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/8232500201419932462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/8232500201419932462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-clubbing.html' title='I Hate Clubbing!'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-4180773061683460354</id><published>2007-11-17T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T08:17:05.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God loves me...Lol!</title><content type='html'>I do not know why. I always get something which is not as ideal as I always wanted though sometimes it appears that it could be my ideal one, but at the end of the day, it turns out to be NO! NO! NO! and IMPOSSIBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;May be you can say that my standard is too high to be achieved (which I have no choice but to agree with you) or thant I'm just simply choosy. But too bad I'm a denial! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it seems that god had heard what I'd prayed for on last week (even though he knows that I wasn't sincere at all). And I know that I should be greatful of what I've got now but I just can't help it but to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God, no more kiddos please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-4180773061683460354?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4180773061683460354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=4180773061683460354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4180773061683460354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4180773061683460354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/11/god-loves-melol.html' title='God loves me...Lol!'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-7502300611495340810</id><published>2007-10-29T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:24:12.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Be It's Time To Believe...</title><content type='html'>You never know how realistic people can be until we stepped our foot into this world.&lt;br /&gt;Something happened today when I was working in Pavilion, which I guess may change my thoughts in life forever and made me realised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just too many kinds of people out there, if I have a choice, I'll choose not to grow up forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hundred per cent sure that I'm not an innocent girl though I'd doubt I would ever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People out there is ugly and I do not know wheather I am ready to step into this world neither I know weather I can accept the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are superficial, realistic, materialistic......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ugly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why I promised myself that I must success in future no matter what I do.&lt;br /&gt;I will be a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed many of you already know that I'm a free- thinker. I do not believe in god but yet I feel that I'm so blessed to have such a perfect family that I'm living in now and to have those who always by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know why, but I just feel like want to thank some of you guys here for being such a wonderful companion in my life. For those who I did not mention their name please do not angry, it doesn't mean that you are irrelevant in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to thank:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Chong's family&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for making me who I am today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Shiu's family&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for always being the best caring and supportive relative in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Koh Chee Hoe&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for being my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anne Ng Yuin Yuin&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for being my best partner in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Jeremy Poh&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for being my best male pal and listener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tee Ning Li&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for being who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wu Hun Yee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wong Yee Won&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tay Yuet Leng&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for being the members of PESS' Giler Gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Chong Jiang Mun&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for being one of my special talkative friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Margaret Law&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for annoying me all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Chan Mar Win&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for being blur and innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Suan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for being the only and the most childish and innocent friend in my life though I just knew you not more than a week. After today, I think the most happy person in this world may be those persons like you...I'm serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I've offended you guys or done something wrong, I really appreciate you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think I'm starting to believe in something called 'GOD'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-7502300611495340810?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7502300611495340810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=7502300611495340810' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/7502300611495340810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/7502300611495340810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/10/reality.html' title='May Be It&apos;s Time To Believe...'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-4041858659307773471</id><published>2007-10-27T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T09:40:08.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God</title><content type='html'>I just heard a breaking news form my cousin sister.&lt;br /&gt;It does not affect me directly but I'm disturbed, I am very disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;After I've received that news.&lt;br /&gt;The first question came out is that why that person who did the heinous act didn't tell me the news earlier and directly when I went to his house on last friday? Isn't he suppose to tell me first rather than anybody else???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my fucking god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be people's aunt after 8 months!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the heck you are going to support your family and your child, KOH CHEE HOE??????????!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-4041858659307773471?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4041858659307773471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=4041858659307773471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4041858659307773471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4041858659307773471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh My God'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-9067640396596086089</id><published>2007-10-15T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:10:35.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh(s)! Whoa(s)! Lol(s)!!!</title><content type='html'>And yes, I've found a brand new world! It seems like it is much more interesting than the world that I was living in before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't crack your head to think or scratch your head until it cracks to think what the heck I'm talking about. I implied that working is definitely far more interesting than studying (other than losing your priviledge of asking your sponsorships to sponsor you pocket money everyday and night).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiang, this time you really should listen to me. I know what kind of facial expression you are showing onto the lap-top's monitor now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, while waiting for the University of London's reply, Miss Koh has an extra 3-month-holiday after she had enough enjoyed travelling to other countries, shopping, yam cha with friends and doing/ planning other 'mou liu' stuffs for a month and a week, when she was in HELP uni college. After four months, she had finally done something 'meaningful' (or should I say 'right') before she continues her law degree programme in january 2008 in Kemayan ATC, which is WORKING AS A PART-TIMER in NafNaf and Calvin Klein in Pavilion, Bukit Bintang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was just started working on the day before Hari Raya (which is exactly 4 days until now), I found that I've learnt so much! May be I should put them into point-form which separates them to 3 main categories...Hahah...Law students like to put notes in point-form mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've learnt:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;than earning money is not easy (duh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that eating alone on the floor, in the warehouse with tons of cloths all over the warehouse is damn pityful i.e I don't even have a proper place to eat!!! (duh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that wearing high heels to walk ups and downs is damn painful (duh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that serving those richy rich women can be annoying sometimes (duh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be polite, and friendly (with a perfect smile), even to those annoying people or weirdos (duh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to socialize with people out there other than my classmates (duh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to remain patient at all time (duh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;that what I fight for is 'spirit' and 'passion', definitely not commission (whoa!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to impress people by killing 'perfect smile' (whoa!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to apply my legal knowledge and thinking skills in real life (whoa!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to overcome pressure and internal fearness (whoa!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to impress people with the way I talk (whoa!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that speak loud and clear is very important (whoa!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to improve my languages (whoa!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to save money! I've never know how to save money in my life!!! (whoa!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not to look down on anyone in life (whoa!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to enjoy 'staff purchase' with discountsed price (Lol!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to become people's attention (Lol!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to flirt with all type of guys (with the right way la of course!!!) (Lol!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to make them crazy for me so that I will not get scolded even I've made mistakes(Lol!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to choose a better one in future by compare and contrast among the guys (Lol!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to avoid them from bugging me at the wrong timing (Lol!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how to lie even better (Lol!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friends, these are all I've learnt in these 4 days! Just in 4 days, man!!! May be you guys should try to look for a part-time job which will allow you to expose yourself more to different people in the world, if you have the chance. It's really fun! Oh I can't wait to finish my damn degree now!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes. Working is so much fun!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-9067640396596086089?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/9067640396596086089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=9067640396596086089' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/9067640396596086089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/9067640396596086089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/10/duhs-whoas-lols.html' title='Duh(s)! Whoa(s)! Lol(s)!!!'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-664513445643988444</id><published>2007-10-08T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T10:32:05.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PERFECT LOVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The PERFECT LOVER RULES&lt;br /&gt;- The tag victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;- Has to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;- Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;- If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;- Lastly, and most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my points and also the 8 reasons why I'm still single now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. First of all, he must be 'perfect' male and can do the most basic thing a man can do (you know what I mean). Totally not gay style look please! Look like gay also cannot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He MUST be taller than myself very very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OBVIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even when I'm wearing high heels&lt;/strong&gt;. Shotter than me by 1cm also cannot This is extremely strict unless he is a very sweet and good looking guy and can fulfill the rest of the 7 pointers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3. He must be knowledgeable, english must be good and cannot bull shitting in front of anyone especially in front of my friends. Because it is very embarrassing if my the other half is stupid. So in other word, he must be smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;4. He must style his hair everyday if he goes out whether alone, or with company, not neccessary with me. I just can't stand those guys who don't style their hair. Look like morons only...sorry if you are one of them. No matter how handsome you are, please style your hair, k? Anyway, if he is lazy to style his hair, he may wear a cap. But that cap must be really really cool. I don't think I am too demanding because a guy always wants his girl friend to dress nicely\ appears beautifully in front of his friends but he looks like an idiot when he goes out with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5. Other than hair thing, he must have a good sense of fashion because I am fashionable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6. Alright, let's talk about his inner beauty now. First. he must be patient to me because I'm not a patient person so I need someone who understands me and tolerates me all the time. Obedient to me and his parents (very important!) , OBSERVANT to certain extent but not too much (important also!), loving, caring, sweet, cannot be stingy, independent, responsible, good-hearted, love my chows and must understand me, whatever I do or did. He has to correct me if I did something which is wrong rather than keep in his heart. He cannot control me, because I won't do that to him either. Oh. He must shares his problem with me as well although I'm proud to say that I am observant enough! And most importantly, he cannot bug me or annoy me when I'm studying and must be there for me when I need him. Poor boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;7. He is free to do whatever he likes to do except: clubbing, smoking, gambling... (These exceptions are not exhautive and they can be amended anytime according to what is called reasonable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;8. Handsome no need la, as long as he does not look like an idiot to me. No need to be very rich, as long as he is not poor. If he is damn rich, the money must not be his family, but it must be the money that he earns himself. If he doesn't like dancing, he must enjoy watching me dance. But no worries, as long as he does't hate dancing, I'm sure I can influence him to like dancing too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;So now you know why I'm still single. If you can fulfill the 8 pointers above, please send your contact to my yahoo mail or leave it in the comment box. But if you can satisfy those pointers and if you are a BREAK DANCER, please do not leave me any message, just come to my house or college and propose to me!!!! Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I would like to tag all my friends who would love being tagged by me or those who are simply attracted by the title of this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;By the way, I was tagged by teening =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-664513445643988444?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/664513445643988444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=664513445643988444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/664513445643988444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/664513445643988444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/10/perfect-lover.html' title='PERFECT LOVER'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-5197303219386099396</id><published>2007-09-22T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:23:52.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>Brand new semester started a week ago&lt;br /&gt;I'm still too lazy to get works started&lt;br /&gt;I still doubt of whether I really love what I'm doing now...&lt;br /&gt;Just can't wait to go uk.&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish my damn degree FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stress-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-5197303219386099396?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5197303219386099396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=5197303219386099396' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/5197303219386099396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/5197303219386099396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-7398263642304584344</id><published>2007-08-30T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T09:05:40.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, what you did may not paid off.&lt;br /&gt;You may try to console yourself by saying never mind although, in fact, you do mind.&lt;br /&gt;But when you are pretty sure that you have done more than anybody does, things still turned out to be nothing.&lt;br /&gt;What will you say?&lt;br /&gt;And what more to be said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single expectation had ended by disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I have lost my passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 50th Birthday, Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-7398263642304584344?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7398263642304584344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=7398263642304584344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/7398263642304584344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/7398263642304584344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-what-you-did-may-not-paid-off.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-9205168757420521627</id><published>2007-08-23T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:13:36.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>I can see no reasons why must I do this survey other than because I was tagged my Anne Ng Yuin Yuin, the giler babe.&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I have nothing better to do right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Name one person who made you smile last night.&lt;br /&gt;Jen Wen's grandfather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) What were you doing at 8:00 this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping la! Wake up so early for what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;Watching television (Do I need to tell which channel as well?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) What was something that happened to you in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it impossible to summarise everything into just 1 sentence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) What was the last thing you said aloud?&lt;br /&gt;Rocky!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) How many different things did you drink today?&lt;br /&gt;One (What is the purpose of this question?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) What color is your hairbrush?&lt;br /&gt;Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) What was the last thing you paid for?&lt;br /&gt;Mamee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Where were you last night?&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) What color is your gate?&lt;br /&gt;White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) Where do you keep your change?&lt;br /&gt;Mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) What is the weather like today?&lt;br /&gt;Windy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) What is the best ice cream flavor?&lt;br /&gt;Yam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) What is something you are excited about?&lt;br /&gt;Dancing and hot guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) Do you want to cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely yes!!! (before my law degree 2nd year started)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Are you over the age of 25?&lt;br /&gt;No la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Do you talk a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Basically yes but it still depends on who am I talking to. I hardly friendly to strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) Do you watch The O.C.?&lt;br /&gt;Apa tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) Do you know anyone named Steven?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My classmate, the head of gangsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) Do you make up your own words?&lt;br /&gt;Yupe, e.g. apa tahi (in cantonese, 'meh si' means what's up?); Cinderlala (only used to describe Jeremy Poh) and my brother's favorite first phrase to speak everytime when he calls me - 'gao meh sifat' (which means what are you doing?); others are censored (18sx). Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) Are you typically a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;Typically, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) Name a friend whose name starts with the letter "A".&lt;br /&gt;Alvin Ling lor (Lol...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) Name a friend whose name starts with the letter "K".&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin sifu, one of my hip hop dance instructors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) Who's the 1st person on your received calls list?&lt;br /&gt;Elaine Chong Lai Pan lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) What did the last text message you received say?&lt;br /&gt;Wah, reply after exactly one day. Ok la :-) see you then. (Oh, god. I can't believe I'm doing this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.) Do you chew on your straws?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.) Do you have curly hair?&lt;br /&gt;My hair is natural straight wan wor...jelous ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.) Where is the next place you're going?&lt;br /&gt;Sunway Lagoon Surf Beach (perform for Sloggi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.) Who is the rudest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;The cleaner lady in HELP's washrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.) What is the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Apple (so healthy geh? Hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.) Is marriage in your future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Actually I'm scad nobody wants me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Any &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT GUY&lt;/span&gt; who can dance, tall, smart, rich, loving and KIND, wants me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.) What is the best movie you've seen in the past two weeks?&lt;br /&gt;Where got time for movies? I just had my final exam last month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.) What makes you pissed the most?&lt;br /&gt;When my sister cari pasal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.) Are you missing someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Err...kind of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.) Is there anything that you regreted?&lt;br /&gt;Come on, who doesn't have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.) Is there anyone you like right now?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know wor...I live in fantasy...(this is why I said I need HOT GUYS to bring me back to reality!!!!!! Anyone????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.) When was the last time you did the dishes?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot. Simply grill hotdogs for branch in oven counts or not? I just did that yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.) Are you currently depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Why so depressed?(Suddenly think of Miss Ng Kay Mi...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.) Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly cry ar??? Gila meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40). Why did you answer and post this?&lt;br /&gt;Anne la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 5 people who would do this survey:-&lt;br /&gt;- jiang mun -&lt;br /&gt;- kho -&lt;br /&gt;-ning li -&lt;br /&gt;- bboy eddie -&lt;br /&gt;- jeremy poh -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-9205168757420521627?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/9205168757420521627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=9205168757420521627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/9205168757420521627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/9205168757420521627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-6949259970047967277</id><published>2007-08-15T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:43:19.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Random One</title><content type='html'>Oh well...By looking at the title of this post, you already can sense that this post must be crapy. And yes, you are absolutely right. What else you expect a diligent student (well, I'm really proud to say that) like ME who always complaint that she has no time for everything (including D-A-N-C-I-N-G) except for her bunch of law books, will do after her final exam and happily enjoying her 1-month-holiday (precisely 5 weeks)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have all the time in the world. I literally have done nothing ever since my holidays started other than shopping, hanging out with friends until midnight. And ya, the Dancing Lawyerz had just performed for Sloggi &amp;amp; Triumph on last saturday at Sungei Wang, the Lala~ place and we have another show on 25th August at Sunway Lagoon for Sloggi Beach Babes Contest. Hey guys, I'm not asking you to go Sunway Lagoon, I'm asking you guys NOT to go because it must be a very boring event esp. my Taylor's giler gang who have always been supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...I really don't know what to share with you guys anymore. I know Anne must be saying "Then please don't post this blog!" when she reads this post. Haha...So that's all for now, all the plans that I have for this holidays are not worth mentioning. Thanks for wasting your time to read this crapy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll introduce my new bought chow pup to you which my sister bought on 16th July, Rocky Junior, now I lazy jor. Bye Bye~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;= to be continued=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-6949259970047967277?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6949259970047967277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=6949259970047967277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/6949259970047967277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/6949259970047967277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/08/random-one.html' title='A Random One'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-1932885366957042821</id><published>2007-07-14T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T11:03:29.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;To all the dog lovers, please be careful when you buy dogs from any pet shop especially if your dogs are imported. Bring your dog for a full body check-up once you bought him. Should your dog has any problem, take him back to the pet shop and claim for compensation immediately. This is important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087101223231940482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpkDnCMx54I/AAAAAAAAALo/759vq_eeEDY/s320/01-02-07_1652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Always gentle and obedient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087098869589862258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpkBeCMx53I/AAAAAAAAALg/mfna81jG2Sg/s320/25-03-07_0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The one who always keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087081754145187618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/Rpjx5yMx5yI/AAAAAAAAAK4/z58DVrUW8CQ/s320/25-01-07_1743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just arrived in KL (3-month-old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087081075540354802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjxSSMx5vI/AAAAAAAAAKg/cUME4dKJszM/s320/10-02-07_1313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He loves to follow me, wherever I go. He never jump around when I was driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087080418410358482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjwsCMx5tI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/AxtKfG9aroc/s320/11-03-07_1747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pretend innocent when you are calling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087080195072059074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjwfCMx5sI/AAAAAAAAAKI/T0ULQEFRhHo/s320/11-03-07_1749.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He always lie half-in my room when I'm doing coursework so that he can see me and at the same time can see whether there are guests coming at the door outside. The feller at the back is another spoilt kid, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Rambo&lt;/span&gt;, who is also from HK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087079847179708082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjwKyMx5rI/AAAAAAAAAKA/juTqaVQByZ4/s320/17-03-07_1807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quiet chow chow is also a very good guard dog though they are lazy in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087079692560885410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjwByMx5qI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZMLHStDqa5A/s320/17-03-07_1806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sleep pattern 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087079580891735698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/Rpjv7SMx5pI/AAAAAAAAAJw/58fxBrZsV9s/s320/17-03-07_1802.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sleep pattern 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjyXiMx50I/AAAAAAAAALI/T97dj4KjiIM/s1600-h/25-03-07_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087079074085594754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjvdyMx5oI/AAAAAAAAAJo/seTqOOd7bPQ/s320/26-04-07_2354.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sleep pattern 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087078554394551906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/Rpju_iMx5mI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7-PsWaYYItg/s320/26-04-07_1322.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He hates sitting on sofa. (hot marh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087078352531088978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjuzyMx5lI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PMJmDjCVk0I/s320/26-04-07_1324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lion cub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087077764120569410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjuRiMx5kI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oP99kyiaUdQ/s320/19-04-07_2325.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sleep pattern 3 (from the back).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087076694673712674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjtTSMx5iI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tIlgge3NBQA/s320/24-06-07_1303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He still guarding the door even he was so sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087076394026001938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpjtByMx5hI/AAAAAAAAAIw/F9mBxQKwwgw/s320/24-06-07_1305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And yea...This is the last picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that I love the most, left me on 9.7.2007 (time unknown)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We put him to sleep forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He been suffering from 'lungs collapsed disease' since before we bought him from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong.&lt;br /&gt;Died at the age of 10 months old only.&lt;br /&gt;We have done our best to help him, but god still think we've done not enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"TO ALL THE PETSHOP' OWNERS, PLEASE TAKE A FUCKING GOOD CARE OF YOUR ANIMALS!!! DO NOT TREAT YOUR ANIMALS AS IF THEY ARE JUST SOME SORT OF 'GOODS' WHICH CAN ONLY MAKE MONEY !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just bought another Chow pup somewhere in Setapak on 6.7.2007 and he was having cough when he reached my house. I brought him to the vet two days later and discovered that he was having the same disease as my previous chow chow, Rocky (some unknown lungs' problem). My sister brought him to the pet shop immediately and asked for refund but the petshop's owner refused to do so by saying that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"goods sold are not refundable"&lt;/span&gt; etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my sister gave them a big scolding, they reluctantly agreed to cure the pup for us at their own expense. The pup now is in the petshop for medication. We will only take him home after he fully recovered though I think there is only a slim chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/Rpj-tSMx51I/AAAAAAAAALQ/hFaNlhTXw-g/s1600-h/09-07-07_1655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087095833047983954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/Rpj-tSMx51I/AAAAAAAAALQ/hFaNlhTXw-g/s320/09-07-07_1655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Aston Chow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- 3.5 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- naughty but clever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- behave like Rocky in some way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-1932885366957042821?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/1932885366957042821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=1932885366957042821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/1932885366957042821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/1932885366957042821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/07/lost-love.html' title='Lost Love'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RpkDnCMx54I/AAAAAAAAALo/759vq_eeEDY/s72-c/01-02-07_1652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-4152473588303350369</id><published>2007-05-15T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T05:03:23.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Glamorous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We flying the first class&lt;br /&gt;Up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Poppin' champagne&lt;br /&gt;Livin' the life&lt;br /&gt;In the fast lane&lt;br /&gt;And I won't change&lt;br /&gt;For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god! I just logged in to my blog and I was thinking: 'Oh gosh! It's been ages since I updated my blog.' And I was saying "Nah! Never mind since I got so many assignments to do recently..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, I realized that I was so dumb until I forgotten what time is my contract lecture class tomorrow, without thinking much, I go and called that joker Anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was on the phone, guess what? I SAW KEW EE PHUI on CHANNEL [V] REMOTE CONTROL!!! He was taking off his belt for the MC (those who were there on that night will know what happened...Haha...). Then I only realized that the Taylor's Inter-college Dance Competition 2007 is on TV show! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited and kept calling my friends and family to watch Channel [V] caused Anne and I will be appearing on the show shortly. But too bad, that show was about to finish at that time, they just showed me on 'Ain't No Other Man' for a few seconds then the VJ says "Bye Bye!". Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must run and watch Remote Control tonight to check out whether they show the Dancing Lawyez. Hehe...ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The glamorous,&lt;br /&gt;The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)&lt;br /&gt;For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;currently listening to: Glamorous, by Fergie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;currently feel: excited la of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-4152473588303350369?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4152473588303350369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=4152473588303350369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4152473588303350369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4152473588303350369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-glamorous.html' title='For The Glamorous'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-706935834556087758</id><published>2007-04-27T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T02:12:17.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorious Moment</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking for so long to define the title of this post. After wasted so much of time (like I already finished all my assignments and course work), I finally decided not to define the phrase. Well, may be I shall let the video and the pictures to tell you how joyful and magnificent a winning can be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDB6rXr094k" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Dancing Lawyerz' performance in the Taylor's Inter-college Dance Competition 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not clear at the begining due to the stupidity of the person who controls the lighting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058058563798945154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RjHVdwxbzYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/wmOu8ZBve4I/s320/DSC06328.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The Best Dance Girl Team - The Dancing Lawyerz from HELP University College, Bgirl weng yan and Bgirl Anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058057996863262066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RjHU8wxbzXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WC2MLzBfhU4/s320/DSC06332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Dancing Lawyerz and one of the judges of the night, the coolest bboy, Fellest Yan, from the Urban Groove Dance Network. He is our instructor in Taylor's College Subang Jaya, but the one that I admire is his girlfriend, Bgirl Sharlin (she's from HELP like me!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058057404157775202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RjHUaQxbzWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rakDeGZiCnM/s320/DSC06333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yey! We won!! Thanks to our family and friends who come all the way to support us! You guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058056850106994002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RjHT6AxbzVI/AAAAAAAAAII/j9sQqFLEtw4/s320/DSC06339.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Our 'rare guest', Kew Ee Phui who came all the way from Seremban to root for the Dancing Lawyerz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058056231631703362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RjHTWAxbzUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4PbYQfPQmlg/s320/DSC06342.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The Kho's family. Back (from left): 4mui, Eva; 2mui, Anne; and tai gu mah, jiang mun. Front (from left): tai yi mah, benjemin; tai kah jie (me); kew (just our neighbour); and 3 mui/dai, shing yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058055604566478130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RjHSxgxbzTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RKAx5pfSpRk/s320/DSC06343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dancing Lawyerz posing in Asia Cafe, ss15. Wuahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058054981796220194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RjHSNQxbzSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MGuhk30Xbk8/s320/DSC06344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think we won probably because of "My Humps"! Haha...cause of my humps! my humps! my humps! my humps! Check it out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; By the way, I still hate locking though :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;currently listening to: "I don't love you" by My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;currently reading: "The English System" by Catherine Elliott and Frances Quinn (for stupid assignment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yea...thanks to bboy eddie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-706935834556087758?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/706935834556087758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=706935834556087758' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/706935834556087758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/706935834556087758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/04/glorious-moment.html' title='Glorious Moment'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RjHVdwxbzYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/wmOu8ZBve4I/s72-c/DSC06328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-7663467359343172677</id><published>2007-04-07T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:08:14.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor's Dance Club</title><content type='html'>Wow...this is fast! The Dancing Lawyers are going for audition on next friday for the Taylor's Inter-college Dance Competition II. Last year the competition was organised by my beloved 'ah sei', Jeremy Poh Hwa Keat on 'chat yuet sap sei', 14.7.2006. Haha...(although they published that the event was organised by someone else...and you know who...), but I seriously think that my boss did a better job than anybody else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just like yesterday I did the opening act for that event, as a Taylorian. But, this year the two ex-taylorians are going to rock the night in Taylor's College, carrying the name of HELP university college!!! Haha...And I wish to thank all my giler friends who promised to come all the way to Taylor's to support the Dancing Lawyers on 20.4.07, particularly my PL5's gilers and my best favorite Pudu's gilers, Ningli and Alexandra. You guys are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yea...thinking of the competition, it makes me think of the Taylor's Dance Club when I was the secretary and the vice president...I had the BEST dance crew, which consists of PL5 and PM15 and we had a great time in Fellest's hip hop class...Such a wonderful moment in Taylor's...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, ladies and gentlemen, I proudly present...... THE TAYLOR'S DANCE CLUB 2005/6 .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkTPvmqUhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eFKgV4dy3gc/s1600-h/30849565538078l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051089618270310930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkTPvmqUhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eFKgV4dy3gc/s320/30849565538078l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dance Club logo. Designed by Coco Tan May Ee, the only shuffeler in the club with great sense of fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkVvfmqUjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ARgaQEo_G4w/s1600-h/21293182461765l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051092362754413106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkVvfmqUjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ARgaQEo_G4w/s320/21293182461765l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the committee members are here with chilaka Mr. Gobi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkWhfmqUkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ddcyfap-4tg/s1600-h/19879294763309l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051093221747872322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkWhfmqUkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ddcyfap-4tg/s320/19879294763309l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, the BEST crew: Me, Anne, Coco, Hui Lin, Kew, Lai, and Mr. manager, Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkYMPmqUlI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Y_vj90pSOxM/s1600-h/30307424917664l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051095055698907730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkYMPmqUlI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Y_vj90pSOxM/s320/30307424917664l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The poster for the Inter-college dance competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Designed by Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkY0_mqUmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/q40z1p42L_g/s1600-h/32093306956690l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051095755778576994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkY0_mqUmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/q40z1p42L_g/s320/32093306956690l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening pose for Buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkZBfmqUnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qNzoUnFOrJI/s1600-h/31825668940659l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051095970526941810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkZBfmqUnI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qNzoUnFOrJI/s320/31825668940659l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, we are the pussycat dolls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkZY_mqUoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jCE4Xvfqtm8/s1600-h/32093233848482l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051096374253867650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkZY_mqUoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jCE4Xvfqtm8/s320/32093233848482l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh honey, can you be my baby? We just want a nasty girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkZ6fmqUpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/R1zMtXDU-JU/s1600-h/31779892319506l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051096949779485330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkZ6fmqUpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/R1zMtXDU-JU/s320/31779892319506l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The champion, K.L.I.U.C. The 4 guys are really really cute and hot although they are not photogenic. Hehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-7663467359343172677?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7663467359343172677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=7663467359343172677' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/7663467359343172677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/7663467359343172677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/04/taylors-dance-club.html' title='Taylor&apos;s Dance Club'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RhkTPvmqUhI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eFKgV4dy3gc/s72-c/30849565538078l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-991916918657239755</id><published>2007-03-27T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T12:12:27.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Insult</title><content type='html'>I'm not surprise for who I am today;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm not surprise for who I want to be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;What you did to me today;&lt;br /&gt;You will pay the price tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;The forbearance that I've given today;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that It will be nothing for me by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not insult me,&lt;br /&gt;I can be evil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not feel sorry,&lt;br /&gt;When It is too late...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-991916918657239755?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/991916918657239755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=991916918657239755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/991916918657239755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/991916918657239755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-not-insult.html' title='Do Not Insult'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-652115476778015343</id><published>2007-03-09T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:12:26.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I'm getting busy lately. I have five law assignments to do (crazy huh?). Besides, I have to arrange some time for the dance training in order to create a miracle in the Taylor's Inter-college Dance Competition night. Hehe... Anyways, it's confirmed will be held, of course, in Taylor's College Subang Jaya on 20th April 2007, friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, I really don't know what should I do now. Haven't even start doing basic reading for the assignments and yet don't feel like doing anything now. Shit la...I've been doing nothing at home everyday since last week including practicing dance. I'm totally lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya, HELP is having a Law Ball in Marriott Hotel, Bukit Bintang on 30th March 2007, but Im not excited at all. Anyway, I had promised myself to at least start doing something tomorrow. Hope everything will going to be fine tomorrow which I think it is unlikely to be so. I HAVE TOO MANY THINGS TO DO TOMORROW WHICH HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH MY ASSIGNMENTS AND DANCE!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-652115476778015343?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/652115476778015343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=652115476778015343' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/652115476778015343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/652115476778015343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-3621546424243083836</id><published>2007-02-28T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T09:49:10.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really really don't understand why</title><content type='html'>I do not have anything about my life to share with you guys this time. But I do have some questions these days......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people can be so irresponsible? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people likes to waste time and money?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people do not love themselves?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people can die for their lovers but never for their parents?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people is willing to torture themselves unnecessarily and ridiculously?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why poeple can fall in love so easily?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why poeple lie?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people never know/say that they are wrong?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people cannot forget something which is not worth remembering?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people not aware of their stupidity and idiotcity?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people not appreciate what they have?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people expect more than what they have given? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people do not know that someone likes them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people waiting impatiently but still waiting?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people can be so materialistic?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people can be so weird?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why people is in love?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last question...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Why people is asking so many questions at 1.40am and not go to sleep?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The final last question...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Why people tomorrow have class? Lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-3621546424243083836?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3621546424243083836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=3621546424243083836' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/3621546424243083836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/3621546424243083836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-really-really-dont-understand-why.html' title='I really really don&apos;t understand why'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-527058270468664274</id><published>2007-02-18T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T08:31:23.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of chinese new year&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy at all&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot stand her&lt;br /&gt;She is CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;And she is driving me crazy as well (all the time)!&lt;br /&gt;I will never understand her in my entire life&lt;br /&gt;neither she will&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking pissed&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn fucking pissed now&lt;br /&gt;When can I escape from her?&lt;br /&gt;I want FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;I want PEACE!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stressed&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;I wanna escape&lt;br /&gt;Can a prince comes and saves me?&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to stay in this beautiful, magnificent,&lt;br /&gt;but yet STUPID castle, anylonger anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Please lead me to FREEDOMS&lt;br /&gt;Please lead me to PEACE&lt;br /&gt;Then we can live perfectly together, happily forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* And my friends, you should know who is the Queen of my castle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-527058270468664274?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/527058270468664274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=527058270468664274' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/527058270468664274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/527058270468664274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/escape.html' title='Escape'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-2115609951084988771</id><published>2007-02-11T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T06:47:52.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with you people?</title><content type='html'>I went to see a Break Dance Battle at The Curve, Bandar Utama yesterday with an Urban Groove's instructor, Bboy Eddie. I met my uni friend there, Coco. There were three judges, one of them was from UG as well, named Bboy Chong Min. When we reached the dance floor, my friend, who is from the Element Project Crew was in the battle. That was the first time I saw him bboying and he was really not bad. His crew made it to the final (but unfortunately they were beaten up by the Gila Battle Crew today) After the battle, my favorite instructor, Bboy Kelvin put up a freaking cool electric boogie (which will usually impress all the audiences and makes the girls crazy for him) to put the competition to an end, and right after that, they had an open floor session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is not my main point. When they were having an open floor session, there was a malay guy who is from the Gila Battle who had actually approached me, challenged me by insulting the Urban Groove! (He even did something rude to insult the UG judge when he was in the battle! As if like he did not care to win the competition!) I do not know and I don't even bother to know why they are anti-UG, but I was like: ' What's wrong with you people? Where is your dancing spirit??? '. Then I just gave him a smile and walked away (duh...what else I can do? Showing him an Urban Groove's SEXY DANCE???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip Hop is actually a street culture which, as far as I know, consists of hip hop dance; bboying a.k.a break dancing; DJ-ing ; graffitti; and making the break beats. There is no element of gangsterism! Hip hoppers should respect each other even when they are having battle! Only an idiotic dancer will makes verbal assault and shows their stupid attitude to the opponent crews and people, as a dancer, what will makes you happier than dancing? I wonder what will that Taiwanese Bboy thinks about the hip hop culture in Malaysia after seeing what that idiot did to the UG judge and what he will tells his friends in Taiwan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, I know many of you may think that hip hop is only about vandalism and gangsterism, but let me make it clear to you that hip hop is actually a clean culture, no clubbings, no vandalising, and of course, no gangsters! And all the Bboys and Bgirls out there, please do not do anything stupid or show your uneducated attitude to the people out there and most importantly do not behave like a GANGSTER whenever and wherever you are, your idiotcity will only suck up this culture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya...an official annoucement Sharlin is doing Accounting and Finance in HELP.&lt;br /&gt;I just knew it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-2115609951084988771?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2115609951084988771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=2115609951084988771' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/2115609951084988771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/2115609951084988771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/whats-wrong-with-you-people.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with you people?'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-284723204653293386</id><published>2007-01-29T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:02:54.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The title is no title</title><content type='html'>Wow...time really flies...I've been started my uni life in HELP for 27 days already! I've used to my new enviroment in Damansara, my new classmates are quite friendly but still, I miss my life in Taylor's and of course, my giler PL5's buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just received my A'levels result last friday, it's an expected but yet disappointing result. Well, I've given my best, no regret for it. This is weng yan's concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two Chow Chow puppies just arrived from Hong Kong on 20.1.07, friday. So happy, rushing home everyday after class just want to play with them. Having pets at home really makes a difference, I tend to be more responsible, caring and of course, patient. Likewise my family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've done something not worth to be mentioned in 2007. Just busy with my coursework. Oh yea...I have decided not to pick up break dance classes in Urban Groove caused I've successfully seduced an instructor from UG to teach me bboying personally for FREE. ( Sorry if you are reading this blog, I'm not utilizing you. Trust me, hehe... ) And of course, this is a top secrete which cannot disclose to any of the UG's members esp. Fellest and Joel otherwise his head will got chopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after I can do freezes and some basic movements, I'll be representing HELP university college to take part in Taylor's Inter-college Dance Competition II in this cuming April! Call me a betrayer! Wahaha...since I'm no longer a Taylorian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. And to PL5's folks, Good Luck for your future undertakings! Hope to see you guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcGuZUII4TI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xI0PVjrH-1U/s1600-h/01-02-07_1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026490409044992306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcGuZUII4TI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xI0PVjrH-1U/s200/01-02-07_1652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLhhnwDAgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n-U0d1Wxu3I/s1600-h/01-02-07_1649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026828101821334018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLhhnwDAgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n-U0d1Wxu3I/s200/01-02-07_1649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two gorgeous sons, Rocky Chow (3 months) and Rambow Chow (3.5 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-284723204653293386?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/284723204653293386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=284723204653293386' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/284723204653293386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/284723204653293386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/wow.html' title='The title is no title'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcGuZUII4TI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xI0PVjrH-1U/s72-c/01-02-07_1652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-7991022550032221360</id><published>2006-12-31T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T10:24:02.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Yesterdays</title><content type='html'>I was alone watching firework displays on the balcony...I usually don't go for new year countdowns, because to me a new year means a new year, nothing much and nothing special for me to celebrate...I'm looking at those fireworks in the skies...wow...they are really huge and colourful...but I was thinking what do they mean? Do they mean ' well Koh Weng Yan, still remember what makes you regreted for what you've done last year? So don't ever do that again in the rest of the years you have! ' or ' Hello! After watching us, It's another year for you to work out, Miss Koh? ' or ' Nah..never mind...past is past, everything is gonna be fine next year ' or may be...may be they mean something else which I do not know....All I know is I still have a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make any wishes just now. I was just looking at the skies blindly. I still can hear people screaming for joy in Bintang Walk. I remember I've made some wishes in 2004 at the fireworks. For some reasons which I do not want to mention I dare not to make wishes anymore. All I can tell, it is not only about disappointments but more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I promise myself that what I want, I will gain them myself. I have dreams, but I do not have wish. I will keep my dreams for myself, and god, I know you do things for reasons. I'm sorry that I do not understand but I'm not blaming you, but please don't take away my love ones again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and goodbye yesterdays........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-7991022550032221360?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7991022550032221360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=7991022550032221360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/7991022550032221360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/7991022550032221360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/goodbye-yesterdays.html' title='Goodbye Yesterdays'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-210708377493176481</id><published>2006-12-24T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:32:57.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2006</title><content type='html'>Date : 24 December 2006&lt;br /&gt;Venue : KLCC&lt;br /&gt;Time : 8.30pm-1.00am&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate with : -&lt;br /&gt;1.) Chong Jen Wen [my niece]&lt;br /&gt;2.) Coco Tan May Ee [my ex-classmate in A'levels]&lt;br /&gt;3.) Arthur [Coco's friend]&lt;br /&gt;4.) Tina [My Indonessian maid. I know it's funny. But I'm not joking, it's a fact]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Styles : -&lt;br /&gt;Me - sexy wear (japanese style)&lt;br /&gt;Jen Wen - sweet GUESS' mini skirt&lt;br /&gt;Coco and Arthur - Punk Lolita (damn cool!)&lt;br /&gt;Tina - (never mind...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities :&lt;br /&gt;1.) having coffees in Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;2.) photography session&lt;br /&gt;3.) having another coffee session in Dome (just right beside Starbucks)&lt;br /&gt;4.) waiting for fireworks display at the swimming pool area&lt;br /&gt;(but too bad...there were no fireworks...I do not understand why everyone was happily standing there looking at the skies and waited for 20 minutes including US)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money spent :&lt;br /&gt;RM 29.97 on coffees&lt;br /&gt;RM 5.00 on parking&lt;br /&gt;Approximately RM 10.00 on petrol&lt;br /&gt;Total = RM44.97&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learnt :&lt;br /&gt;1.) Malaysians are really bad drivers&lt;br /&gt;-Met a babi driver (I'm sorry, malay friends. But I have to say that), who was nothing but a babi driver who can't even realise that even an idiot will know how to let other drivers to make an U-turn when the traffic is horribly jam especially in festive season like this in a town called KL).&lt;br /&gt;-On the other hand, there was an idiot who insisted to drive his car out from a car park to the main road which was beautifully congested and stucked himself right in the middle of the junction blocking other drivers while he himself cannot move to any directions (and he was on the phone!). In other words, he did not want anyone reached home before he does, that idiot also known as a &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;stupid selfish idiot homo sapien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; chinese man driver&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Malaysians are idiots&lt;br /&gt;-There are some nonsense poeple were spraying 'fake snows' which are probably made of bubbles or papers or plastics or whatever at bystanders on the street and cars which were stucking in the jam. Such snows will caused nothing but pollutions, dirty the town and causes eye irritations and the best thing was that I JUST WASHED MY CAR IN THE EVENING!!!! And there was a guy riding a motorbike sprayed snows onto my car on purpose and then ran away. I understood it perfectly well that a car can never chase a motorbike, but I just feel like knocking him down and spray that snows into his mouth!&lt;br /&gt;And guess what was the wonderful part of all? The government has do nothing to ban such spraying snows. Probably because of Malaysia doesn't have winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Vandalism is a part of the cultures in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;-I can see poeple vandalising when I was caught in the jam in front of Times Square. They will usually aimed at those barriers in which purpose is to prevent poeple from crossing the road without using the pedestrian bridge; and the nice newly painted walls in the street so that they can do grafitti to it as if hip hop culture was not currupted enough by some fools. And I wonder why do poeple deadly like to write their bloody lovers'name everywhere in public espacially in the public toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;P/S: No matter how horrible this country is,&lt;br /&gt;I STILL LOVE MALAYSIA, I will not leave this country if I were not to do&lt;br /&gt;my law twinning.&lt;br /&gt;And do you know what the really sad part is? I wasn't lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all, me and my friends were having fun all night long in KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;These are the photographs that we've captured in the KLCC's swimming pool area&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my dear friends, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012841296292583650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEwmYztmOI/AAAAAAAAABw/ROB067iibeY/s200/coco+and+jen+wen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;--&gt; My niece and Punk Lolita Coco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEyioztmRI/AAAAAAAAACI/fGngdXMZBTk/s1600-h/Pussycat+Lolita+Dolls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012843430891329810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEyioztmRI/AAAAAAAAACI/fGngdXMZBTk/s200/Pussycat+Lolita+Dolls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; My favorite pose - The Pussycat Dolls' pose!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEwBYztmNI/AAAAAAAAABo/ULYW7O8KZ-0/s1600-h/best+friend+lolitas.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZE2ZoztmWI/AAAAAAAAACw/_NigTuEMTPY/s1600-h/Will.I.am+and+Fergie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012847674319018338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZE2ZoztmWI/AAAAAAAAACw/_NigTuEMTPY/s200/Will.I.am+and+Fergie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEwBYztmNI/AAAAAAAAABo/ULYW7O8KZ-0/s1600-h/best+friend+lolitas.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEwBYztmNI/AAAAAAAAABo/ULYW7O8KZ-0/s1600-h/best+friend+lolitas.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEwBYztmNI/AAAAAAAAABo/ULYW7O8KZ-0/s1600-h/best+friend+lolitas.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aunt &amp; Niece&lt;/span&gt; - we are the best rapers of &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Humps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Beep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Don't Cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Buttons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Fergalicious &lt;/span&gt;and many more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEwBYztmNI/AAAAAAAAABo/ULYW7O8KZ-0/s1600-h/best+friend+lolitas.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEx0YztmQI/AAAAAAAAACA/uwX_ALwN5H4/s1600-h/Tokyo,+Japan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012842636322380034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEx0YztmQI/AAAAAAAAACA/uwX_ALwN5H4/s200/Tokyo,+Japan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLk6XwDAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WWgkLySpOOw/s1600-h/lolitas+in+KLCC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026831825557979682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLk6XwDAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WWgkLySpOOw/s200/lolitas+in+KLCC.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLk6XwDAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WWgkLySpOOw/s1600-h/lolitas+in+KLCC.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLk6XwDAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WWgkLySpOOw/s1600-h/lolitas+in+KLCC.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEwBYztmNI/AAAAAAAAABo/ULYW7O8KZ-0/s1600-h/best+friend+lolitas.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLk6XwDAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WWgkLySpOOw/s1600-h/lolitas+in+KLCC.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLk6XwDAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WWgkLySpOOw/s1600-h/lolitas+in+KLCC.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLk6XwDAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WWgkLySpOOw/s1600-h/lolitas+in+KLCC.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RcLk6XwDAiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WWgkLySpOOw/s1600-h/lolitas+in+KLCC.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEwBYztmNI/AAAAAAAAABo/ULYW7O8KZ-0/s1600-h/best+friend+lolitas.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;freedom, stylish, elegance......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The spirit of street culture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-210708377493176481?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/210708377493176481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=210708377493176481' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/210708377493176481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/210708377493176481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-eve-2006.html' title='Christmas Eve 2006'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RZEwmYztmOI/AAAAAAAAABw/ROB067iibeY/s72-c/coco+and+jen+wen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-2122253374287201013</id><published>2006-12-07T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T04:17:52.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't see me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the place where I sit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the part where I love you too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is as hard as a kiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm getting tired of pretending I'm tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dream of the world where you will understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dream of the melodies that you sang last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dream of fire when you holding my hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;But it twists into smoke when I turn on the lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm speechless and fated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's too complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this what we called 'nothing but good friends'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a not-so-popular song by &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nichole Schzinger&lt;/span&gt;, the main singer in &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Pussycat Dolls&lt;/span&gt;. Everytime when I listen to this song, it makes me flash back some scene in these past two years. May be not only some, but plenty of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look out to the window...thinking what my friends are probably be doing now? Are they happy with their life in their hometowns? Do they miss their life in Taylor's? Or they are thinking: Yes! I don't have to study in this bloody college anymore, the lecturers are so... (okay, I'm not suppose to say or comment anything about my lecturers in Taylor's because...you know...)&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how Jiang Mun is doing in ss15 now? Is Anne still helping her mother out in the Law Firm in Muar? Shing Yi and Henry must be watching television at home...Had Benjemin eaten APPLE? What about Eva? Is Sze Jia enjoying his life in Kuching? Can Sohan cope up with his break dance in Penang? How things going with Coco and Wayne lately?............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing nothing at home everyday. Fergie is singing 'fergalicious' in Channel [V], my niece is shaking her butt like Fergie in front of the TV. But I don't find that's even a little bit funny, because she will do that everytime when I watch Channel [V] or MTV, or may be because of my heart is feeling empty, or may be because of I'm just lonely?......or.....may be......yes, I'm missing somebody.....somebody &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;...somebody who is extremely &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;selfish&lt;span &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause you don't see me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you don't need me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you don't love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The way I wish you would......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The way I know you could......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;currently listening to: You Don't See me by &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nicole Schzinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;currently feeling: indescribable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RX0dPDm5GAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mJqwiBfwYbI/s1600-h/shall+we+dance.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007190505209534466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RX0dPDm5GAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mJqwiBfwYbI/s400/shall+we+dance.gif" 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/9035711926361842348-2122253374287201013?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2122253374287201013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=2122253374287201013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/2122253374287201013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/2122253374287201013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-dont-see-me.html' title='You don&apos;t see me'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hepEk0u9CJo/RX0dPDm5GAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mJqwiBfwYbI/s72-c/shall+we+dance.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-4603862334165590450</id><published>2006-12-06T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T03:43:22.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those days are passed</title><content type='html'>"What are you doing over there? I need to talk to you..."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm working now, anything?"&lt;br /&gt;"When can I see you? I don't feel like studying lately, I'm stressed, can I..."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...customers are calling, I'll get you later...bye..."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello..."&lt;br /&gt;"Having classes?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yea...I'm having Law now..."&lt;br /&gt;"You can answer calls when the class is on?"&lt;br /&gt;"Supposingly no..."&lt;br /&gt;"Then I'll drop you a line in the evening, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm going for movies with my friends in the evening and tonight I have something on...practice dance with my......"&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, since you are that busy...I'll call you next time..."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These always happened to us, we could hardly see each other and sometimes we can't even have a proper conversation. It's raining out there, and I'm starting to miss him now. I always thinking how wonderful it will be if we can go back to the past and never grow up. Things also seemed not that complicated when we were kids, we bother shits about the adults and follow our hearts to do whatever we like to do. I could still remember all those crazy stuffs we did in the past &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; years. So now only you know the 'him' isn't the 'him' who you are thinking about huh? Haha...He is my beloved bother ! It is indeed true that we seldom see each other and I'm going to chop off his head very soon because he always didn't pick up my phone calls in the appropriate time and likes to call me in the inappropriate time!!!&lt;br /&gt;However, past is past. Peter Pan does not exist, there is no 'Neverland' in reality. Although we are carrying on with our lives in different places and we have different ambitions but at least we living under the same skies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second week of my long, boring holidays. Me and those giler gals in PL5 have finally decided to visit Ipoh in this cuming tuesday, 12.12.2006. The other day, Jeremy told me not to visit his hometown in Taiping, wherever I go. Perasan punya feller...Oh yea...I've finally make up my mind to continue to master my hip hop and break dance with the hip hop community in &lt;em&gt;Urban Groove &lt;/em&gt;in 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after some time, I've finally decided my path. Who knows where I go from here? So many voices only one thing's clear, there is nothing to lose, and nothing to fear...I want to do LAW! This is where I will go from here! Well, that's it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-4603862334165590450?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4603862334165590450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=4603862334165590450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4603862334165590450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/4603862334165590450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2006/12/those-days-are-passed.html' title='Those days are passed'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9035711926361842348.post-8480583814951902629</id><published>2006-11-29T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T02:57:12.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Path</title><content type='html'>When the earth is white, the land is cold, the bird moves on so they survive, the bear goes sleep to keep themselves alive. They know what they must do for now and trust in their plan; if I follow mine, I might find who I am...but where do I go from here? The path ahead is just too many bends, too far, and I can't see the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grow up, I met more and more people when I was walking along on my path. They came from different backgrounds and places. Some are strangers who are just crossing by; some used to walk along with me but at last, they left; and some are now still walking together with me...But I should know, they will leave one day, just like the others, because no-one will ever walk with me until the end, may be once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learn to choose; I've learn to decide; and I've even learn to say good-bye though sometimes I don't really want to...But who knows where I go from here? So many voices ringing in my ear...Which is the voice that I was meant to hear? How do I know where do I go from here? Sometimes, I'm just wondering will there be an angel to create a miracle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*life is amazing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9035711926361842348-8480583814951902629?l=kohwengyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8480583814951902629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9035711926361842348&amp;postID=8480583814951902629' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/8480583814951902629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9035711926361842348/posts/default/8480583814951902629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohwengyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-path.html' title='My Path'/><author><name>bgurl_weng yan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08463667424245689797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
