<?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-32818421</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:54:13.110-07:00</updated><category term='Sri KDU Prom Night'/><title type='text'>Life Brief Candle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-3958513737990864620</id><published>2008-03-02T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T03:11:15.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've tried,&lt;br /&gt;But I have failed.&lt;br /&gt;I've proposed,&lt;br /&gt;But it has been rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm glad that,&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship still remains,&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will,&lt;br /&gt;Remains forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-3958513737990864620?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/3958513737990864620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=3958513737990864620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/3958513737990864620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/3958513737990864620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-tried-but-i-have-failed.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-8435300469163422390</id><published>2008-02-08T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T01:11:09.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ♥ to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise you my heart♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise you my life♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise we'll never be apart♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise not to hurt you♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise to never make you cry♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise to always trust you♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise not to lie♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise you forever♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise you tonight♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise you my respect♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise to do things right♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise to always be there♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise until the end♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise to always love you♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise I'll be close to you♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise you my love♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise you my life♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥I promise this forever♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥u're the PEANUT to my BUTTER ,♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥u're the STAR to my BURST,♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥u're the POP to my TART,♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥u're the MILKY to my WAY,♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥u're the FRUIT to my LOOP,♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥u're the LUCKY to my CHARMS,♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥u're the ICE to my CREAM,♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but mostly....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥u're the one CLOSE to ME like no others..♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-8435300469163422390?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/8435300469163422390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=8435300469163422390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/8435300469163422390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/8435300469163422390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-promise-you-my-heart-i-promise-you-my.html' title='My ♥ to You'/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-7149523828274637869</id><published>2008-02-06T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:16:59.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been deeply thinking about you..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking wheather will you like me,&lt;br /&gt;Or will you love me,&lt;br /&gt;But, my feelings are playing a fool out of me,&lt;br /&gt;Showing me the pain when you reject me,&lt;br /&gt;Im here, fading my love from you,&lt;br /&gt;So that you wont stay away form me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time i met you,&lt;br /&gt;I've first seen a angel shining thru my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;But i've kept my distance due to some reasons..&lt;br /&gt;But now, you've reached close to my heart..&lt;br /&gt;You've been close to me day by day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im only worried that you will leave me,&lt;br /&gt;For me loving you..&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i've fallen for true love twice..&lt;br /&gt;And went thru the pains and suffercations..&lt;br /&gt;But now im willing to take the chance,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that i wont go thru it again..&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that you will stay forever with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i promised you to meet you in Mid Valley,&lt;br /&gt;I didnt show up due to a stupid reasons..&lt;br /&gt;But I've been regreting it till now..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the pain where the trust you had on me vanished..&lt;br /&gt;Just due to a stupid mistake i did,&lt;br /&gt;Cost me to pay the biggest consiquences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when i had a chance to spend time with you,&lt;br /&gt;Which was on 2nd February 2008,&lt;br /&gt;Its like i won a price of my lifetime to spend time with my beloved angel..&lt;br /&gt;Its like, i had a chance to visit the heaven with my beloved angel..&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful time talking with her..&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with her..&lt;br /&gt;Till now, im missing the day when i spend time with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll be wondering why is this crazy boy loves you..&lt;br /&gt;I love you cuz you are the way you are..&lt;br /&gt;I love you cuz you know what is good and what is bad..I love you cuz your cute and sweet person.. (mean a little bit but yet cute..)&lt;br /&gt;I love you cuz your humble and nice to me..&lt;br /&gt;I love you cuz you trust me and the same way i trust you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never easily fell in love with a girl,&lt;br /&gt;But being honest, im really and deeply fallen for you..&lt;br /&gt;Only thing is that i dont have the guts to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;Worried that you will be angry with me..&lt;br /&gt;Worried that you will stay away from me..&lt;br /&gt;My deepest hope, you will love me always..&lt;br /&gt;My deepest pray, you will never leave me for any reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm deeply in love with you and i would never give up on you for any reasons..&lt;br /&gt;I always love you no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;You always stay in my heart no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;All i want is, you to be close with me..&lt;br /&gt;You to confort me when im not myself..&lt;br /&gt;You to stay with me no matter what happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves - Parthiban R. @ Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love shape key words to you, is that : I &lt;3 You Princess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-7149523828274637869?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/7149523828274637869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=7149523828274637869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/7149523828274637869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/7149523828274637869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-been-deeply-thinking-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-2800578626678578722</id><published>2007-02-06T03:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T03:26:53.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A great civilization is not conquered from without until it has destroyed itself from within."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- W. Durant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-2800578626678578722?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/2800578626678578722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=2800578626678578722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/2800578626678578722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/2800578626678578722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2007/02/great-civilization-is-not-conquered.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-329145493779761153</id><published>2006-12-17T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T04:40:55.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sri KDU Prom Night'/><title type='text'>Sri KDU Prom Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfclkh6SxI/AAAAAAAAADo/LnJRHGvJGyI/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfclkh6SxI/AAAAAAAAADo/LnJRHGvJGyI/s320/Image027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010215648492145426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my bestie syira M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfcaEh6SwI/AAAAAAAAADg/H4X88zvqREc/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfcaEh6SwI/AAAAAAAAADg/H4X88zvqREc/s320/Image026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010215450923649794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my fav add maths teach, Mr Indran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfcHEh6SvI/AAAAAAAAADY/3zojpoUDI0A/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfcHEh6SvI/AAAAAAAAADY/3zojpoUDI0A/s320/Image025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010215124506135282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan Xiong and me outside prom hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfbxEh6SuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Wc5Lh12v6EI/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfbxEh6SuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Wc5Lh12v6EI/s320/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010214746549013218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shaz-Lan with party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfbkEh6StI/AAAAAAAAADI/E47h0ggLNBI/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfbkEh6StI/AAAAAAAAADI/E47h0ggLNBI/s320/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010214523210713810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Krystine and I outside da hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfbGEh6SsI/AAAAAAAAADA/nFv6kWlD6yM/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfbGEh6SsI/AAAAAAAAADA/nFv6kWlD6yM/s320/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010214007814638274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nizam, me and the moral master- Kheon Zheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY8JEh6SrI/AAAAAAAAACU/q_GFJFGPR6w/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY8JEh6SrI/AAAAAAAAACU/q_GFJFGPR6w/s320/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009757762028718770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, David Aeria and Colinn Quah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY7y0h6SqI/AAAAAAAAACM/bBnWtC54RG4/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY7y0h6SqI/AAAAAAAAACM/bBnWtC54RG4/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009757379776629410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my bestie Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY7Pkh6SoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jA-qXysDyJ0/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY7Pkh6SoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jA-qXysDyJ0/s320/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009756774186240642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with the prom Queen, Amanda Tong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY6ikh6SmI/AAAAAAAAABs/iW-NlpM5RTQ/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY6ikh6SmI/AAAAAAAAABs/iW-NlpM5RTQ/s320/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009756001092127330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The RAWR-King (Nicole) and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY6EUh6SlI/AAAAAAAAABk/CfM9opDdw3I/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY6EUh6SlI/AAAAAAAAABk/CfM9opDdw3I/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009755481401084498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Jhee Yang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY56kh6SkI/AAAAAAAAABc/DsKKHq0mTLU/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY56kh6SkI/AAAAAAAAABc/DsKKHq0mTLU/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009755313897359938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my friend Partick De Souza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY5Ykh6SjI/AAAAAAAAABU/VRvtGr42GoQ/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYY5Ykh6SjI/AAAAAAAAABU/VRvtGr42GoQ/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009754729781807666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Simon and I before the prom starts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-329145493779761153?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/329145493779761153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=329145493779761153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/329145493779761153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/329145493779761153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/12/me-and-my-bestie-syira-m.html' title='Sri KDU Prom Night'/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RYfclkh6SxI/AAAAAAAAADo/LnJRHGvJGyI/s72-c/Image027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-6086238778808855540</id><published>2006-12-03T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:39:52.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day In Friday's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKo5xIgWQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SnzTwvCsLKM/s1600-h/DSC01439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKo5xIgWQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SnzTwvCsLKM/s320/DSC01439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004247846357063938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gangsta's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKo1BIgWPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Du5HvXtRKUo/s1600-h/DSC01434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKo1BIgWPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Du5HvXtRKUo/s320/DSC01434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004247764752685298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after fag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKovxIgWOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/49iyUtaqQP8/s1600-h/DSC01433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKovxIgWOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/49iyUtaqQP8/s320/DSC01433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004247674558372066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my ling-ling..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKosBIgWNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4d2YZW2owjU/s1600-h/DSC01431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKosBIgWNI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4d2YZW2owjU/s320/DSC01431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004247610133862610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and mun-mun (MuYo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKokhIgWMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zSHoqyj-GSk/s1600-h/DSC01428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKokhIgWMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zSHoqyj-GSk/s320/DSC01428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004247481284843714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my darlz..(jeanne)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKogxIgWLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PkJe9uHo_XY/s1600-h/DSC01427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKogxIgWLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PkJe9uHo_XY/s320/DSC01427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004247416860334258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my pet bro.. haha.. kum, why your face crocked dude?? haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-6086238778808855540?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/6086238778808855540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=6086238778808855540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/6086238778808855540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/6086238778808855540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-in-fridays.html' title='A Day In Friday&apos;s'/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/RXKo5xIgWQI/AAAAAAAAAA0/SnzTwvCsLKM/s72-c/DSC01439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-4852340453640275820</id><published>2006-12-02T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T19:55:34.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Hope You Can Understand Why I Still Drink.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="moz-text-html" lang="x-western"&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes when I reflect back on all the wine I drink I feel shamed. Then&lt;br /&gt;I look into the glass and think about the workers in the vineyards and all&lt;br /&gt;their hopes and dreams&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If I didn't drink this wine, they might be out of work and their dreams,&lt;br /&gt;would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this&lt;br /&gt;wine and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my&lt;br /&gt;liver."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~ Jack Handy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;that is as good as they're going to feel all day"&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading."&lt;br /&gt;~ Henny Youngman&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence? I think not."&lt;br /&gt;~ Stephen Wright&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"When we drink, we get drunk. When we get drunk, we fall asleep. When we&lt;br /&gt;fall asleep, we commit no sin. When we commit no sin, we go to heaven. So,&lt;br /&gt;let's all get drunk and go to heaven!"&lt;br /&gt;~ Brian O'Rourke &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy"&lt;br /&gt;~ Benjamin Franklin&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Without question, the greatest invention in the history of mankind is&lt;br /&gt;beer.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I grant you that the wheel was also a fine invention, but the wheel&lt;br /&gt;does&lt;br /&gt;not go nearly as well with pizza."&lt;br /&gt;~ Dave Barry &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To some it's a six-pack, to me it's a Support Group. Salvation in a can!&lt;br /&gt;~ Dave Howell&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And saving the best for last, as explained by Cliff Clavin, of Cheers. One&lt;br /&gt;afternoon at Cheers, Cliff Clavin was explaining the Buffalo Theory to his&lt;br /&gt;buddy Norm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here's how it went:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Well ya see, Norm, it's like this... A herd of buffalo can only move as&lt;br /&gt;fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest&lt;br /&gt;and weakest ones&lt;br /&gt;at the back that are killed first This natural selection is good for the&lt;br /&gt;herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group&lt;br /&gt;keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest  members. In much the&lt;br /&gt;same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain&lt;br /&gt;cells. Excessive in take of alcohol as we know kills brain cells. But&lt;br /&gt;naturally it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way&lt;br /&gt;regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the&lt;br /&gt;brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel&lt;br /&gt;smarter after a few beers."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-4852340453640275820?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/4852340453640275820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=4852340453640275820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/4852340453640275820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/4852340453640275820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/12/now-i-hope-you-can-understand-why-i.html' title='Now I Hope You Can Understand Why I Still Drink.'/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-116429699260307242</id><published>2006-11-23T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T07:49:52.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..my friends..</title><content type='html'>A star has 5 ends,&lt;br /&gt;A square has 4 ends,&lt;br /&gt;A triangle has 3 ends,&lt;br /&gt;A line has 2 ends,&lt;br /&gt;A life has 1 end,&lt;br /&gt;But our friendship will be like a circle which has no ends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-116429699260307242?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/116429699260307242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=116429699260307242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116429699260307242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116429699260307242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-friends.html' title='..my friends..'/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-116420135573624566</id><published>2006-11-22T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:39:07.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/442/2126/1600/373918/38331219861996l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/442/2126/320/805377/38331219861996l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this ppll.. They are the best and they all RAWK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/442/2126/1600/z61491992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/442/2126/320/z61491992.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-116420135573624566?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/116420135573624566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=116420135573624566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116420135573624566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116420135573624566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-116412138199223830</id><published>2006-11-21T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T07:03:02.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day i never forget in my life..! The day before my SPM examination starts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a funny and wonderful day of my life.. That day was Sunday.. Me, Ken, Kum and Kyle planned to go to Tropicana Club House for swimming.. Well wasn't actually my plan.. Was suppose to be either Kum's, Kyle or Ken's plan.. I just simply joined them outta no where.. Haha.. It was a funny day.. We all actually planned to go for soo called group study and ended up playing pool and bowling.. Well i gain some information in a book but it was a car book.. haha.. so we chit chat and play some fun games.. Jean came and join us for a while.. Well, she dont want to come in the first place but i forced her to come to enjoy with us.. And later onwards, i was soo jobless and went and buy "zippo" lighter and we used it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few hours around 4pm, siang, gan, leivin, and J*****(forgot the name), came to club house and join us.. We had some chit chat and all and Jean left around 5pm and siang all left around 5.30pm.. So left us 4 guyz again.. Oh yeah, Jean! you still have my Zippo wid you...!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of them left, we all straight went to the changing room and changed to our swimming pants.. Lucky no one wore tights man..! =P.. and all of us jumped into the pool and swim for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Ken brought all of us to the childrens pool to try out the slide.. Hehe, here comes the fun part.. All of us tried some funky styles in the slide.. hahahaa.. we did 'superman, 360, side way slide, back slide, dual superman, 4 high speed train' and all kinda shyts.. hehe.. and the last part, we actually did some fuckin funny stuffs like showing off &lt;eerhm..&gt; hahahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After swimming, we went for japanese bath, after 5 minutes, went into a jacussi, after 5 minutes again, went for steam bath, after 5 minutes again, went for sauna bath, after 5 minutes again, we repeated the same flow again and gave up.. cuz too tiring.. and we all went to rest room and clean ourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,  me and kum went back home.. And after i reach home, there comes the pain.. The next day, i suffered neck pain when i was doing my Major Examination.. Thanks to KUM...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-116412138199223830?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/116412138199223830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=116412138199223830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116412138199223830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116412138199223830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-i-never-forget-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-116283347071603844</id><published>2006-11-06T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T00:56:17.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ones I Will Never Forget Till I Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ones I Will Never Forget Till I Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siang&lt;br /&gt;Ken&lt;br /&gt;Boon&lt;br /&gt;Izzat&lt;br /&gt;Syira&lt;br /&gt;Kum&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.Nadiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;br /&gt;Jean&lt;br /&gt;Trish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David Teo&lt;br /&gt;Mun Siew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tarra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanes&lt;br /&gt;Dinesh&lt;br /&gt;Nara&lt;br /&gt;Jass&lt;br /&gt;Marie&lt;br /&gt;Wei Kent&lt;br /&gt;David Ariea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-116283347071603844?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/116283347071603844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=116283347071603844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116283347071603844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116283347071603844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/11/ones-i-will-never-forget-till-i-die.html' title='The Ones I Will Never Forget Till I Die'/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-116058431256928175</id><published>2006-10-11T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T09:31:52.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love you baby girl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-116058431256928175?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/116058431256928175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=116058431256928175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116058431256928175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/116058431256928175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-you-baby-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-115953723719521550</id><published>2006-09-29T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T06:40:37.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel better now.. Thanks to the person that i met few month back.. If im not mistaken.. her name is Jaya i think.. Thanks man.. for ending our relationship fast.. =D.. hehe.. apprecheate that girl.. but you know what.. you've lately been bithcy you know.. why the fuck you want to inform to the whole world abt us huh..? So far i only told my childhood friends.. and you told my childhood friends, my friends cousin and also to all your friends i think.. i know that your sweet, humble and nice girl.. but being honest.. some people bitches about you and told me your history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you had a very bad  times before huh.. had many boyfriends.. im only loyal to the girl who is virgin in love and the one who truely loves me.. Because i know some girls like you.. If you want to cry, cry la.. Wanna tell your new boyfriend, tell la.. if wanna pick fight, bring it on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm just happy that both of us cut our relationship and also cut everything in between us.. If your reading this, dont ever try to attract any friends of mine girl.. Warning you.. Oh yeah.. I'M JUST HAPPY FOR DUMPING YOU.. hahahahahahahaaa...=D =D =D.. You can be friends with my childhood friends but keep it low the realtionship as friends with my friend.. i know very well where it will lead to.. Careful women.. whatever your fuckin name is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-115953723719521550?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/115953723719521550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=115953723719521550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115953723719521550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115953723719521550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-better-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-115927436909659188</id><published>2006-09-26T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T05:39:29.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual.. Today we had BM paper 1 started at 8.oo till 10.15am today.. Well i felt that im going to fail my karangan on the Bahagian A.. But yet i managed to write a not to say good karangan.. but still can be used.. Well i felt soo stressed but when the moment i read the Bahagian B questions.. I've choose the question that nothing to do with me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AT ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;.. lolx.. it is about "dicipline of a student to be successful in everything..lolx.. that question has nothing to do with me at all!! But yet i felt happy doing the question because i felt soo happy writing my essay because i wrote more that 5oo words..! I wrote around 637 words in the essay!! I felt soo soo happy and wish i can get good mark in the Bahagian B..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets talk about our history exam.. Gosh the question is tottaly complicated mann..!! But yet some of the questions are straight forward questions.. With some of my friends help.. =P i got some answers from them.. hehe thanks to  Jien Xiong, Wee Yan, Jun Yih and Chee Sern.. I manage to get some answers that i totally dont know.. But i have faith that i can score in my exams in History exam.. God Bless..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets go to the BM paper 2.. That paper is fucking easy but it is FUCKING hard when it comes to time.. I almost get most of the answers but sadly i have not enough time for my last question which was asking about the "latar masa &amp; peristiwa".. I was totally blind when i saw the question because it has alot to write and the marks awarded to the question is 7marks.. So i was rushing for time because i had only 10 minutes left.. So i was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK IT &lt;/span&gt;man.. But i just managed to do quater of the question on the question 4(b).. And the time the bell rang.. I cant do anything, so i give up and just say.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK IT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Its just BM.. but yet i still need to improve in it.. Hope i can score well in my SPM!!! Wish me luck guyz..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-115927436909659188?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/115927436909659188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=115927436909659188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115927436909659188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115927436909659188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-115747095309513899</id><published>2006-09-05T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T08:42:33.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just had a crush on you girl but not love ok.. only because my friends convinced me, i go for you.. i kinda liked you but didnt really fall in love with you.. you were not the girl i was looking for.. when i say that, i mean about your charateristic &amp;amp; your personality and ect.. When you were soo desperate to love, i know that you weren't my type at all.. now i've found one and i know for sore that she is the one for me.. i dont know how you love me but im sorry for the break-up.. I'm sorry upon our love.. now it is no more.. its your wish weather you can be my good friend or not even your friend at all.. but being my friend will be better (what i feel).. it is in your hand.. you make the choice.. when i say by friends, i didn't mean by my childhood friends OK!!.. dont ever ask them at all.. they don't know anything.. for now i consider you as my friend and aslo ex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell yea what i dont like from you.. when you tell me that you don't like me talking to Nalinie, i seriously got soo mad at yea cuz even she is my ex, she is my friend now and still be my friend.. and another thing is that you over reacted in the car and outside the car.. i didnt mean you to kiss me but i just want a hand shake.. even i feel happy but i've lost my pride against my friends.. So that what made me getting away slowly from you.. im sorry girl.. i didnt mean to hurt yea but you hurt yourself.. even i feel guilty but yet wasnt my fault.. so anywayz i ask for your apology..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;IM SORRY JAYA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;IM SORRY JAYA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!!!&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;IM SORRY JAYA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-115747095309513899?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/115747095309513899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=115747095309513899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115747095309513899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115747095309513899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-had-crush-on-you-girl-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-115591511518823188</id><published>2006-08-18T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T08:31:55.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What i did after i woke up today from my evening.. i hav to apologize to Kumanan ( sorry kumanan ) I told in my blog that i will wake up at 4pm but i woke up at 6pm.. Sorry bro.. haha.. ok.. i woke up at 6pm and was waiting for my tuition teacher and she didnt turn up.. I called her and she said that i didnt confirmed class with her.. I was like WTF man, i was waiting for her for almost 1 hours 30 minutes and she said that i didnt confirm class with her.. What can i do.. i said nevermind and replace my class on Monday at 8.ooam.. Ok around 7.30, me and my family went to temple and pray.. And then we went to take our dinner at Bangsar in a Indian Restaurant.. I took a Dosai and a Hot Cow Milk.. was freakin tasty man..!! then i came back home and now watching a DVD Movie name Poseidon..  =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-115591511518823188?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/115591511518823188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=115591511518823188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115591511518823188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115591511518823188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-i-did-after-i-woke-up-today-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-115587350004334277</id><published>2006-08-17T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T20:58:20.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning woke up at 10.ooam.. I skip skol today due to Cross-Country Run.. Well it is just named as Cross-Country Run but not really crossing the country.. it is just a patriotic run.. Ok well i woke up and brushed my teeth clean!.. And then i went to toilet to release my tank and also release my shit.. After few minutes, I went to take my shower.. It was unusual because there was no sound in my room. I was looking for any1 in my house but was damn freaking lucky cuz my parents and sister went out!!! But they didnt make for me any breakfast. So i make for myself one which is a cup of chocolate milk and a sandwich. And now im watching TV channel 71 &amp; 72.. MUSIC MANIAC!!!!  and later im gonna sleep back again..! so dont disturb me in MSN MESSENGER till 4pm.. OK! hehe.. thank you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-115587350004334277?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/115587350004334277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=115587350004334277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115587350004334277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115587350004334277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/08/morning-woke-up-at-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32818421.post-115571680210302061</id><published>2006-08-16T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:26:42.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32818421-115571680210302061?l=part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/feeds/115571680210302061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32818421&amp;postID=115571680210302061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115571680210302061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32818421/posts/default/115571680210302061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://part-dyingtolive.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Peek-A-Boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09529662553472732766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HrOaxmEeb5o/SZAZeePiutI/AAAAAAAAAPw/RtL3v-nTQTM/S220/n754586924_1349534_1962.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
