<?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-23917139</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:26:11.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JViruz-Wanted</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23917139.post-116784401877932674</id><published>2007-01-03T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:41:39.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLLA!</title><content type='html'>WOAH!! I haven't updated since last year! Hehe...Yeah, alright. So let's get on to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why I haven't been updating is cos well, I've been busy with work and I seriously didn't find a reason to blog actually...Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, updates about my life. I do not have a social life. I have a 6 months old cat who I love, love, love! His name's Nacho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5955/942/320/749317/DSC01060.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Adorable ain't he? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm back to square one with my spine issue (still on painkillers). I have actually kept a job for more than three months at 7-11. I'm still a Man United fan. And for all of you buzzing around wondering this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM STILL VERY MUCH IN LOVE WITH FARHAN. Hahahh! Yeah I heard what some of you said about me and Farhan having some sorta "trouble in paradise" or something...You wish really. We've been together for 20 months now and counting! Uh..What else can I say? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, Arsenal kicked our butts. But unlike other matches, I have no complaints about our guys. They did good. (Sorry Pam) I'm not being a sore loser but I have to say this, Arsenal have the biggest bunch of divers and complainers in the EPL. Either that or I just HATE them. Maybe it's the latter. Oh weelll. The thing is, it kind of annoys me that I couldn't find anything wrong with the way we played. Defense was fine, attacking was good, ball possession was almost equal..The thing I didn't understand was Fergie's last minute spasm of stupidity or something. I mean, why wasn't someone worthy like Solskjaer or Park on the bench? He decided to throw in Saha and Heinze (to replace Ronaldo)? I was disappointed that our defense couldn't hold it out for a couple more minutes. Oh well...We can do better. And we HAVE to. With the number of matches left, the title race is no longer a two horse race. I truly believe Arsenal and Liverpool can catch up if given the chance. Chelsea's overplagued with injuries (which I kinda hope continues, HAHA!), Liverpool kicked the Blues' arses and Reina kept a clean sheet, Arsenal..Well..They proved something yesterday didn't they? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5955/942/320/806803/isgekhm26210107181846photo01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Watford's coming over to Old Trafford on Thursday morning (SG time) and I hope we recover from that terrible loss. We will be on home soil so I hope that helps. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anywayz, off soccer. I'd like to wish a BIG HAPPY 19TH TO MISS CANDY ONG!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was yesterday actually. Already wished her but I only wanted to blog today so oh well! Heheh! Happy Birthday Candy and long live Coexistence..Love ya girls! I wanna put a pic up of us but no Pam, no CE. Right, that's all really. That should shut Sab up for about a month or so..Heheh..Kidding..See ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-116784401877932674?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/116784401877932674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=116784401877932674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/116784401877932674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/116784401877932674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2007/01/holla.html' title='HOLLA!'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115987758986999968</id><published>2006-10-03T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T05:13:09.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE GAVE HER FLOWERS!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO CUTE!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M SO PROUD THAT SOMEONE CARES FOR HER ENOUGH TO GIVE HER FLOWERS!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE YOU BOTH!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEST OF LUCK!!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO NADDIE AND FADLI : HAPPY 1ST YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115987758986999968?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115987758986999968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115987758986999968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115987758986999968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115987758986999968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/10/he-gave-her-flowers-so-cute-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115884655929038211</id><published>2006-09-21T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T06:49:19.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a pro-love person...So, when I found out that Cristiano Ronaldo was seeing a girl whose 10 years older than he is, I didn't think it was such a big deal..I mean, look at Justin and Ashton...They're doing fine...Then today, I found out something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERCHE ROMERO CONFIRMS SPLIT WITH CRISTIANO RONALDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/219.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, they always looked like any other normal couple. Always trying to dodge Paparazzis..I guess the main thing they had to dodge was the tons and tons of hate mail Merche got for just being in love with young Cristiano. Some fans even got as far as calling her a pedophile. She went through a lot of shit from Ronaldo's so-called "fans". But he was happy. Merche talked about the split citing, "media pressure, paparazzi and long distance" the main causes for the break-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/Merche%20crying%20about%20split.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/Merche%20crying%20about%20split.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cristiano and myself are no longer together. I guess this is what it takes for us to get some air to breath again...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Merche all the best in getting back to her feet again and Ronaldo too. I just hope this doesn't affect his playing cos well, football is very important. Hehe. I kinda still hope they may get back together. Well, I wish. Like how I wish that Justin and Britney will get back together. Seeing that she's already popped baby no. 2, I don't think that's possible. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/Merche%20crying%20about%20split.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/Merche%20crying%20about%20split.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115884655929038211?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115884655929038211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115884655929038211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115884655929038211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115884655929038211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-pro-love-person.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115851743238784369</id><published>2006-09-17T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T12:17:59.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this Arsenal match, I've actually gotten so used to winning that I just felt there was no way we could lose. I even forgot the FEELING of losing..I guess what I saw tonight can be what I call a "reality check". That sometimes you win some, you lose some. I'm gonna do a review of all the players on United's side tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/02Neville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/02Neville.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/02Neville.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 - GARY NEVILLE (CAPTAIN)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Played 90 minutes. He made many crucial defensive saves and stopped the ball from going where it doesn't belong. Haha! Main mistake for Gary Neville? Nothing really...Great throw ins. Great passes. No complaints from me for him in this match. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/03Evra.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/03Evra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/03Evra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 - PATRICE EVRA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Came on as substitute for Silvestre at 23 minutes. First half, kind of sloppy. Passes were wrong but great defence tactics nonetheless. Second half, made some wonderful passes, some to Ronaldo, only to be wasted. Was very fast and did some of Ferdinand's work for him I would say. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/05Ferdinand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/05Ferdinand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 - RIO FERDINAND&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sleepwalking again. Haiz. Made some good saves yah, but let a lot of shots in when he could've blocked it. Ferdinand has been taking things way too easy in my opinion...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/06Brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/06Brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6- WES BROWN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favourite mocha haired angel..Haha! Ah well, I'm a girl still! I can't avoid admiring the players man! Brown was in his normal state. Good, fast, normal really. I can't really say much about him cos my focus really wasn't on him. Hah! I focus more on those who I actually have a problem with..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/06Brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/07Ronaldo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/07Ronaldo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7 - CRISTIANO RONALDO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He actually looked like he was over the whole "I'm-a-ball-hogger" phase. I mean, in the first few matches, he actually did look like it. But in this match, he was a bit disappointing. He made lots of bad passes. Lots of one-man-shows. BUT, he was the one of the very few tonight, who actually looked like they were TRYING. Arsenal fans actually thought that he was the ONLY threat. Which, after watching the match again, I would say, I agree. I was more angry with him than ever cos of his lack of teamwork. But overall, I'd say he had a good match.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/08Rooney.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="153" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/08Rooney.0.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8 - WAYNE ROONEY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This man shouldn't have been sub-ed HOWEVER he played bad tonight...BAD. He lost the ball plenty of times. He was ineffetive and pretty much invisible. There was one time he actually made a shot at goal and it looked like a pass. This is very un-Rooney like and I hope he comes back soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/09Saha.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/09Saha.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9- LOUIS SAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, whenever Saha played, he always made an impact. But tonight, he was lukewarm. I actually have to think real hard to actually remember if I even saw Saha touch the ball. Pam said this too. And that's just bad. Real bad. Okay, now I remember, yeah he did get a good shot. I guess. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/16Carrick.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/16Carrick.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;16 - MICHAEL CARRICK&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, I do think he's a great buy for United Justina...I just don't think he was worth the money he got..Heheh. A bit too much I think. But this boy has a long way to go and when he came on for Scholes at the 78th min, he did push at it. He did try. And that's a good thing. So yah, he just has lots and lots of practicing to do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/18Scholes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/18Scholes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18 - PAUL SCHOLES&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HE IS THA MAN! Haha! I have nothing bad to say about Scholesy cos he was terrific! Made all the right passes, he attacked well. He was going for it all to the end. HE SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN SUB-ED. Urgh....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/20Solskjaer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="183" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/20Solskjaer.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;20 - OLE GUNNAR SOLSKJAER&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He came on too late in my opinion. He was amazing..Getting faster too I noticed. Sooner or later, you will see the 20LEGEND back man...Hehe. He even almost made a classic Ole goal if it wasn't fr that Lehmaan. It's ok, not blaming him. But hate him. Terribly hate him. Hah! Although Solskjaer came on late, he actually created more shots than Rooney and Saha ever did in the game. Which was just impressive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/22O"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/22O%27Shea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;22 - JOHN O'SHEA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm...I don't wanna say he was clumsy cos that's Darren Fletcher's nick...But he tried..Some passes were ineffective. However, he was fast. He was fast to block all the shots that was going the wrong way. O'shea's cool..No complaints...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/24Fletcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/24Fletcher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;24 - DARREN FLETCHER&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know one thing about him..My mate Mikey thinks he doesn't deserve to be in the team anymore. Haha! I think that's a lil harsh...He played good just now. Not fantastic, but good. Unlike a lotta of the other players, he did take things seriously. Although, sometimes, he actually looked like he was going for a Ronaldo too..You know, shooting without actually thinking that it was waaaaaaaaaaaayyy wide and somebody else was in a better position to do it? Yah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/27Silvestre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/27Silvestre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;27 - Mikael Silvestre&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Didn't see much of him cos he was sub-ed so early....So, can't say much about him really. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/29Kuszczak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/200/29Kuszczak.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;29 - THOMAS KUSZCZAK (GK)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HE WAS AMAZING! He is worth every penny that Ferguson spent on him. He really took this game by the horns. I mean, for every slip that was made by the defenders (*cough* Ferdinand *cough*) he would just tap it out. Arsenal would be leading a hell lot more if it wasn't for him. The goal? Well, that was inevitable. Hell, great game for Kuszczak....I should really get a hang on how to spell his name...Hmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9/10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Welll...That's all really..Really bummed that we didn't win but I guess what Pam said is right. It was a good game. And both REDS lost today. Haha! By the same ratio. Well, Portsmouth won't be up there long. We'll be back. Hopefully. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S: I know this is really unnecessary but I called Freddie Ljungberg a "big-headed swedish maf***er" for some reason just now. Haha! I just found that funny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115851743238784369?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115851743238784369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115851743238784369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115851743238784369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115851743238784369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/09/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115841349068720367</id><published>2006-09-16T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T06:31:30.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel miserable. I've cried so much these days that it's not funny anymore. Sleep is a luxury. Football is relief. Every moment I stay I feel unwanted. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not funny anymore. It's become real PAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115841349068720367?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115841349068720367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115841349068720367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115841349068720367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115841349068720367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-miserable.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115818289941092100</id><published>2006-09-13T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:28:19.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>INJURY WOES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* JI SUNG PARK WILL BE OUT FOR THREE MONTHS. GET WELL SOON! PLEASE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* GIGGSY WILL BE OUT FOR THREE WEEKS! AAAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess playmaker role now falls on Rooney and Ronaldo...With Louis Saha...For the time being...Solskjaer can be used to replace Giggsy but honestly, he needs more time to be in top form really...a LOT more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for ARSE match...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No..That wasn't a typo..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115818289941092100?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115818289941092100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115818289941092100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115818289941092100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115818289941092100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/09/injury-woes.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115818217257048685</id><published>2006-09-13T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:23:16.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FULL TIME! WOOOHOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happpeeee cos 20LEGEND SCORED! Yeah!! He's gonna be there to put in a last minute goal if (hopefully, WHEN) we go to the finals of the Champions' League! Hehe! So here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd: Van der Sar, G.Neville, Ferdinand, Brown, Rooney (Richardson, 85') , Saha, Giggs (Solskjaer, 33'), Carrick, Scholes (O'Shea, 79'), Fletcher, Silvestre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celtic: Boruc, Naylor, G.Caldwell, Vennegoor of Hes, Wilson (Telfer, 51'), Gravesen, Lennon, Jarosik (Miller, 55'), Nakamura, McManus, McGeady (Maloney, 69').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd: Louis Saha, (30' pen, 40'), Solskjaer (47')&lt;br /&gt;Celtic: Venegoor (21' 43')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solskjaer wasn't really strong in the first half..But he became thunder after half time..Even brought down the ref..Haha! I predicted 3-nil..I got 3-2..STILL 3 EH! So now, for Champions League we have Benfica next..Ronaldo will be back for that..Hope he controls his temper this time..I mean, he should get used to boos by now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, for you people wondering what he did...Well, he gave the finger and spat at the direction of the Benfica fans..Apparently, his previous club, Sporting Lisbon were archrivals with Benfica. And whenever he touched the ball, they jeered and booed him uncontrollably..So when he got subbed, he lifted the finger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm not worried for the next match cos he's just gonna breeze through the boos..Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be playing Arsenal this weekend at HOME. And we'll have Rooney and Scholes and Solskjaer...And Ronaldo...Hehe..This will be fun..Alrightly..I'm off now...Pictures will be in the next post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN OF THE MATCH: LOUIS SAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/30%27%20Saha%20penalty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Saha : 30' PEN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/40%27%20Saha%20vs%20Celtic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Saha: 40' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/47"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/47%27%20Solskjaer%20vs%20Celtic.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And last but not least.......... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OLE GUNNAR SOLSKJAER : 47'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115818217257048685?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115818217257048685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115818217257048685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115818217257048685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115818217257048685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/09/full-time-wooohooo-im-happpeeee-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115817687834686277</id><published>2006-09-13T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:47:58.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey..Half-time update..Player lists..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd: Van der Sar, G.Neville, Ferdinand, Brown, Rooney, Saha, Giggs, (Solskjaer, 33'), Carrick, Scholes, Fletcher, Silvestre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celtic: Boruc, Naylor, G.Caldwell, Vennegoor of Hes, Wilson, Gravesen, Lennon, Jarosik, Nakamura, McManus, McGeady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd: Louis Saha, (30' pen, 40')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celtic: Venegoor (21' 43')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I was wrong with the 3-nil thing...Don't wanna blame anybody but there were some major fouls which the ref overlooked..So, not saying he's biased but I'm leaning towards it..Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal tally now 2-2. A bit disappointed with Solskjaer...I mean, maybe it's still early but he didn't touch the ball much..It's gonna take some time for him to rock the house really..&lt;br /&gt;Rooney's back but pretty...I dunno...I don't really know how to explain..Haha..Hopefully, the scores will come back with it favouring United..In the meantime, I wanna go make some coffee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Pam, it's just my 2nd today...Hehe.. Will be back with full-time update..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115817687834686277?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115817687834686277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115817687834686277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115817687834686277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115817687834686277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115817456634147037</id><published>2006-09-13T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:09:26.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pre-match jitters...Urgh..First Champions League match..this year..Brand new campaign..After the last extremely terrible one..I hope we can at least make an effort..Vs Celtic..First team prediction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking 4-4-2 with Rooney and Saha in front..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van Der Sar&lt;br /&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;Neville Ferdinand Brown Heinze&lt;br /&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;Solskjaer Carrick Scholes Giggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rooney Saha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo's sitting this out..He's got a ban..Totally unfair la the ban..In my opinion..I mean, tempers run..So he showed 'em the finger...They DESERVED it..Hehe..But I may be a bit biased..But we did well when Rooney and Scholes were missing..And now they're back, so we've only got one player missing..But Solskjaer would (hopefully) do well in Ronaldo's position..I'm hoping for 3-nil to United..Hopefully..Now waiting for the match to start..And seeing the first team...Hmm..Wonder if I'm right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST WISHES TO JI SUNG PARK! HOPE IT ALL GOES WELL TOMORROW! GET WELL SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..I was wrong about two parts...The formation would be..4-4-1-1...And it would look like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van Der Sar&lt;br /&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;Neville Ferdinand Brown Silvestre&lt;br /&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;Fletcher Carrick Scholes Giggs&lt;br /&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;Rooney&lt;br /&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;Saha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a teeny-weeny bit upset that Solskjaer didn't make the first team, but I guess I trust Fergie...I just hope he gets to play at least..I mean, he's a super sub anywayz...Plays better as a sub..Carrick playing alongside Scholes for the first time..That'll be interesting..Woah..A lot of these punters are saying that Ronaldo not being here today is gonna cause a lotta problems..And Fletcher?? Well, he's uh..Unpredictable..Heh. Okay, match started...Will be back with a post match entry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115817456634147037?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115817456634147037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115817456634147037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115817456634147037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115817456634147037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/09/pre-match-jitters_13.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115807045492975221</id><published>2006-09-12T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:34:16.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/Image(358).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/Image%28358%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My littlest sister has a blog! Hahah! Oh yah, she's 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; &lt;a href="http://natashas-thoughts.blogspot.com"&gt;HER: NATASHA&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115807045492975221?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115807045492975221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115807045492975221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115807045492975221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115807045492975221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-littlest-sister-has-blog-hahah-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115735433811189177</id><published>2006-09-04T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:18:58.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stephen Irwin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;22/02/1962 - 04/ 09/ 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/gewtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/gewtf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This entry is dedicated to Steve Irwin. A man who loved animals unconditionally. A man who always protected wild life with ever fiber of his being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/sgesrtgretg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/sgesrtgretg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It is only appropriate that his last day was with nature. My only regret is for Irwin to go so early. Leaving behind a wife, a daughter and a son. He was an amazing man. He will be deeply missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/grrgrsda.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On a personal note, my sister and I was watching Irwin on TV the other day, just a week ago actually and on that show he was bitten by a snake. My sister said, "One day, I think this guy will die just doing his job." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And she was right. He did. I cried a little when I found out he died because he was an amazing man. He took animals in regardless. Refused to give up even when it was obvious that the animal was dying. He believed in miracles. And rightly so, because he created many miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It is really weird. You think you know you have somebody in your life. But the next moment, he's gone. I'd just like to tell everybody reading this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LIFE IS PRECIOUS. SEIZE THE DAY. NEVER FORGET TO PROVE TO THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE THAT YOU LOVE THEM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You never know what will happen next. Sometimes bad things happen to good people. And you don't get to know why. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115735433811189177?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115735433811189177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115735433811189177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115735433811189177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115735433811189177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/09/stephen-irwin22021962-04-09-2006-this.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115703467781577927</id><published>2006-08-31T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:31:17.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling kinda wonderful today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was going to meet Canz and Pam after school cos we haven't hung out for so long but unfortunately, Candy's grandma fell ill and she had to tend to her..So it was indefinitely posponed..So I was bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Ging for about 15 minutes..We were just kind of throwing out all of our life stories..Then was gonna go home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I dunno why..I decided to call Yus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Yus was hanging out with the other girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diyana, Farhana, Shariffah, Reshmel, Ili, Azri, Saerah, Sabariah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to eat first..And I found out that things that happen in school are basically that. The past. And we had fun...We talked and laughed as if nothing really happened between us although there was some sort of teachnical separation among the girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for pool..I paired up with Di and scored some games..Or maybe, Di scored some games..Then I looked around and realised that the guys are here too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azmi, Norhan, Man and Sydi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we played a couple of games with the boys..I was doing fine before they came..Then I just started to SUCK. Like seriously, suck. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the pool place for a very loong time..I forgot how long actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we dispersed...I didn't wanna go home..So to cut a LOOOOONG story short, no seriously, it was looong...Man, Azmi, Sydi and I decided to crash IMM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanna walk but they called me lazy so I just HAD TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Man got some squid..Yada2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were all tired..So we sat down and suddenly, we just started talking and talking and talking...It was pretty weird ah..3 guys and a girl..Sitting in the middle of IMM..Hahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we just chatted till Man proclaimed that it was seriously time to head home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Azmi went off and Man, Sydi and I boarded 188..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that Man proclaimed that 8 should be his lucky number this year...Then practically throughout the whole bus trip we were talking about the number 8 and we started counting everything that adds up to 8! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, as I'm chatting with Sydi online, we're talking about how many 8s we can find in our rooms! Hahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah, that's it lah..It was truly, truly fun hanging out with all the old peeps again..Looking forward to see you guys again soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully by then, I'd be better at pool when the guys are around. Hah!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115703467781577927?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115703467781577927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115703467781577927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115703467781577927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115703467781577927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-feeling-kinda-wonderful-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115631233237772783</id><published>2006-08-22T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:52:12.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of all, MANCHESTER UNITED KICKED FULHAM'S ASS BABY!!! Wooooo!! Well, it was a good start of the premiership to me because of it..Heheh. Now we're sitting pretty at the top of the table..Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next match: Charlton Athletic vs Manchester United (AWAY)*JENG JENG JENG!!* It's an away match people..Bring on the boos! Cos Ronaldo's gonna do way better with 'em! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blog-hopping and believe it or not, I stumbled upon, not one, not two, but twenty blogs that are only interesting because they are depressing! I'm not talking about teenage girl "I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR!!" depressing..I'm talking, "All I can think about death, death and death" depressing! Is this healthy for the society? I mean, why do these kids wanna kill themselves? The youngest blogger I found that had these depressing words was 9! 9! Can you believe it? A 9 year old is blogging about death! And how 'amaxing' it is. That wasn't a typo. It really was AMAXING in that boy's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, how can these kids, not being able to spell properly and stuff, still talk about death. Here's a profile of one kid I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Undisclosed&lt;br /&gt;Age: 13&lt;br /&gt;Parents monthly income: Approx. 30 000 DOLLARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular kid, in my eyes, is damn lucky. He gets 10 bucks a day for school. He has siblings who are around his age range. He has parents who call and make a point to talk to him every day. His parents bring him out for dinners and walks on beaches every other weekend. So what's his reason for death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teachers don't understand me. I'm not dumb. I know I'm not. But they always tell me I am. My mother say that goverment say teacher cannot call me stupid. But he did. He does that every day. Am I really stupid? Do you people think I should just die? Because everyday my classmates make fun of me. They are very clever. Why is it that I cannot be as clever? They always say the only reason I go this school is because my father rich. But that's not true. I earned it. Maybe I should just die because I will never be as good as them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw that and my jaw just dropped. I mean, how can a kid that young, think about things as scary as death? Yes, kids are getting smarter these days. But that doesn't mean EVERY kid in Singapore can score A1s. And no parent or teacher should expect that. These kids they now call the minority are also human beings. Any normal human being wants to be known and loved for who they are. They don't like to be compared with kids who are apparently "smarter" than they are. This child may not be as smart as his peers but he has a heart of gold and wonderful potential in photography. He will give his seat up at the very sight of a pregnant woman or elderly. Or even adults who just looks "tired". That is a smart kid to me. And honestly, we need&lt;br /&gt;more children like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you of my experience with a bunch of very smart and very rich kids.They're from this particular boys' school. Heh. So the train was not full but all seats were occupied. These boys were sitting down with their lappies on their laps and playing games while shouting, I mean, talking. But talking at the top of their lungs I should say. Regardless, they had fantastic English. They were talking in clear English, their diction was PERFECT, but where were the manners? I just couldn't find them anywhere! Forget that they were munching on snacks and drinking in the train, they didn't even flinch when they saw a VERY PREGNANT LADY WALK ON! When I gave up my seat for the lady, they just looked, whispered and started giggling. It took every fiber of my being to not slap these s**s of b*****s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed to say that they weren't the last I've seen of young people who just refuses to give their seat up because they claim they were tired. I have scoliosos. In short, it's full of pain. But if a pregnant woman walks on, or any elderly person who is practically shaking with every step, it'd be EVIL for me to not get up! I think I am tired and in pain but that pregnant lady has been carrying her weight and another human being the whole day! That is much, much more pain than anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying "young people" because I'm not referring to just kids or teenagers. I'm also referring to young adults. I've seen those in their 20s just miraculously fall asleep when an aged person walks on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I mean by moulding a healthier society. Mould them into better people. People who excel academically don't exacty mean they excel in life. Instill in these kids RESPECT for people older than them. Make them understand that money is earned. Teach them that a person with lesser grades doesn't make them less human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In short, teach them to have a heart. Have a thought for people other than themselves. Be more emotionally equipped not just academically. At the end of the day, it's the moral values that wins the war, not the distinctions.         &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115631233237772783?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115631233237772783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115631233237772783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115631233237772783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115631233237772783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-of-all-manchester-united-kicked.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115548806554866177</id><published>2006-08-13T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T09:54:25.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ronaldo is a disgrace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man, you call yourself a United fan. You try having your mom, sisters, nieces and nephews, cousins under abuse 24 hours. You try living in a place where your family will get abuse and death threats. You try coming back to a house that has been badly vandalised. You try living in a place where people will keep attacking you all the time. For a mistake, that you didn't even do! His mom has been called a "whore" by those dumbasses for giving birth to him. Without him there to protect her. His niece was attacked while making her goddamn passport! If you were under all this heat, and your family was the main people who would've gotten that kind of treatment, would you stay there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he wanted to go to Real Madrid. But why? You think he would leave United for no apparent reason? Man, look at the situation. He's a person whose family lives with him! Now he has to live alone because he doesn't want his family to get hurt. Would you put money over your family? Would you put football over your family? Without your family, you're nobody. Think about it. Yeah, he said he wanted to leave but he had adequate reasons for saying so. Last thing he needs is for you, so-called, MAN UNITED FANS to give him such crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing we need to focus on is how to win the league this season. Not how our players are getting along and that kind of crap. You know who is full of crap? You people! Argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115548806554866177?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115548806554866177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115548806554866177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115548806554866177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115548806554866177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/08/ronaldo-is-disgrace-yeah-man-you-call.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115488546069971868</id><published>2006-08-06T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T10:31:00.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a random update cos I was bored and couldn't get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rio Ferdinand on his teammates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Trainer: Paul Scholes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst Trainer: Gabriel Heinze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most skillfull: Cristiano Ronaldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst Taste in Music: Ole Gunnar Solskjaer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst Taste in Clothes: Louis Saha for Clothes                       &lt;br /&gt;Edwin Van Der Sar for Shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest Moaner: Himself and Wayne Rooney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard Man: Wayne Rooney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Joker: Quinton Fortune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longest in Shower: Louis Saha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wayne Rooney on his teammates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Trainer: Paul Scholes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst Trainer: Wes Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most skillfull: Cristiano Ronaldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardman: After him, Wes Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least Intelligent: Darren Fletcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst Dress Sense: Louis Saha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Joker: Cristiano Ronaldo and Quinton Fortune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickest Player: Cristiano Ronaldo, Mikael Silvestre, Louis Saha and Rio Ferdinand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest moaner: Himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longest in shower: Louis Saha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;David Beckham immediately laid down on the floor of a car when he gets in to avoid paparazzi. Now that's just SAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to see my best mate online for the first time in months. Amazing shit. So Pam, Yus and I chatted to her till her stomach created loads of problemos..Hope we can really go sit down for coffee soon...Yes Candy, I know it's bad for me but I LOVE it..So what yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115488546069971868?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115488546069971868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115488546069971868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115488546069971868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115488546069971868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-random-update-cos-i-was-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115488526595950981</id><published>2006-08-06T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T10:27:45.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>United: 3&lt;br /&gt;FC Porto: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United: Van der Sar (Foster, 60), Bardsley, O’Shea (Simpson, 59), Brown, Evra, Park (Fletcher, 73), Carrick (Martin, 77), Scholes, Giggs (Richardson, 67), Rooney, Solskjaer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goalscorers for United: Paul Scholes, Wayne Rooney and OLE GUNNAR SOLSKJAER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW! About the VERY controversial Rooney red card...Yes, the guy was slapped in the face, but it wasn't intentional...And it WAS NOT AN ELBOW! It wasn't a red card...It was at most a foul..I'm not really a fan of King Rooney but he did not do anything wrong there and he didn't deserve the red card. His eyes were on the ball man...For Scholes...Yeah well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferdinand complained of an ankle injury before this game, causing O'Shea to take his place..And oh yah, HIS HAIR IS GONE! Boohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, if the ref submits his goddamn report, we could be missing 2 players for the start of season..Well, that's just bloody well fine isn't it? Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajax: o&lt;br /&gt;United: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United: van der Sar; Simpson, Evans, Brown, Richardson; Miller (Jones D. 72), Fletcher, Carrick (Martin 16), Park; Rossi, Giggs (Bardsley 80).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goalscorer for United: RYAN GIGGS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't watch this match..Dunno why I didn't! I should have..Oh yah, I was dead sleepy..So yeah, Carrick has an ankle injury..And our "new baby" is now injured and on crutches. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carrick is injured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scholes is out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rooney is out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ferdinand is injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be one difficult season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115488526595950981?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115488526595950981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115488526595950981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115488526595950981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115488526595950981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/08/united-3-fc-porto-1-united-van-der-sar.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115451991963787765</id><published>2006-08-02T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T04:58:39.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you listening? I'm shooting rubber bands up at the stars &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some days I just don't know where you are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm feeling kind of lost down here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to call I'm not trying to tell how to do your job &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seems like everyone forgot about love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm feeling kind of lost down here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you turn your back? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we blew every chance we had &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it so hard to keep this world on track? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we're standing in your way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for all my mistakes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it's hard to relate sometimes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Between you and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did we run out of time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what does it mean &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you receiving me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if there's something that I forgot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll put it down in a letter to god &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115451991963787765?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115451991963787765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115451991963787765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115451991963787765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115451991963787765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/08/are-you-listening-im-shooting-rubber.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115449859202105367</id><published>2006-08-01T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T23:03:12.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I didn't think I had to but I'll explain myself anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous, first of all, yes, I am a Muslim..But if you can call yourself a Muslim, you will realise that these millitant groups, they're not Muslim! They're not doing anything for God! People are CALLING them Muslims, heck, they are calling themselves Muslims, but why? They are not. Where in the Quran did it state that we can kill civillians? But these people said there were...Does that make them Muslims? These people are USING Islam as a sheild...They are bringing down the name of Islam..But the thing is, if even Muslims believe that MUSLIM PEOPLE ARE DESTROYING THE WORLD, what are the rest of the world going to think? What we should do is not join the world and say what they're saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yah, Muslims are causing a lot of trouble for the world, aren't they?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of saying that, we have to educate people. Tell people. Prove to people that Muslims do not behave like that. Muslims do not kill civilians. Educate people on what exactly the Quran preaches. But no, we're not doing that. We're just joining the crowd, saying that Muslims are destroying the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, people who I don't even know. I wrote that entry to talk about humanity. This had nothing to do with religion. My 9 year old sister came home one day and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Big sis, why are children dead because of big people's mistakes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the one that struck me. Hezbullah is full of bullshit. That is true. They should be caught and they should be stopped. But Israel is attacking CIVILLIANS. Innocent people. I am saying that this should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This war. This killing. Why aren't the soldiers on the front? Why aren't proper armed soldiers fighting this war on both sides? Why is it that there is soldiers on one side and unarmed people and children on the other? I am an objective person. I see both sides. I wrote that entry not to blame anyone but to show people what the world is becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is violence used to solve problems? Why isn't anybody doing anything to protect these civillians? Yes, Israel does have a right to defend themselves but not against Lebanon....Not against the normal people...They can defend themselves against Hezbullah. Find them, attack THEM. They don't deserve to live anyway, preaching violence is Islam. Not the civillians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the people. Not the women. Not the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please people. What I want is good ol' school humanity. What I'm wondering is, where has it all gone to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still people in the USA living in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. Peeing and bathing using buckets. Living in squats. Why aren't the leaders focusing on that? Why is USA so hung up on helping Israel? Yes, they can. But these people need the leaders' help. Help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP THE KILLING. That's all I ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the racist bastards who are reading my blog. Please get out. I only talk to people who actually make a point.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115449859202105367?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115449859202105367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115449859202105367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115449859202105367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115449859202105367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-i-didnt-think-i-had-to-but-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115423046113380544</id><published>2006-07-29T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T20:34:21.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The world is seriously ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again, the world prepares for war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we're just watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other neighbouring countries cannot do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BECAUSE THE U.N AND U.S.A SAID SO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we'll just watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As thousands die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The innocent die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Children orphaned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or even worse, children DIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's just watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-United Front-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Ruud Van Nistelrooy...You've been a fantastic addition to Manchester United. You've created an amazing five years and may you be happy at Real...Where you probably belong..And maybe you can help them too...You'll see Beckham again..Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Carrick from Spurs coming on board..WELCOME!! Haha.You are our VERY FIRST SIGNING! Maybe our last...Looking at where Fergie's headed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we lost to Preston. 2-1...GREAT. But Preston had a damn strong defensive front lah..Our young players still have a long way to go..Eagles and Richardson are probably getting there..You know throughout the whole game I was distracted by Mcshane's ginger crop...Haha! I keep thinking Scholes is in there..Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a little down about V.Nistelrooy although I said I was fine with him leaving..Haha. Weird huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115423046113380544?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115423046113380544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115423046113380544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115423046113380544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115423046113380544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-is-seriously-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115405901554950496</id><published>2006-07-27T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T20:56:55.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chelsea's going down baby...I want it now baby...More stars go on out baby..I want it now baby..HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115405901554950496?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115405901554950496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115405901554950496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115405901554950496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115405901554950496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/chelseas-going-down-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115389065260494812</id><published>2006-07-25T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:10:52.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do the following without complaint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Choose 5 person to do this after you have done finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave a tag and the person's tagboard and say " u've been Tagged"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Start your post i've been tagged then do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'VE BEEN TAGGED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10 FAVOURITES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite colour: Purple! And uh...I think maroon or blood red...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite food: I have loads! It depends on my mood really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite Song: Too many but at the mo, I love "Paper Thin Hymn" by Anberlin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite Movie: I really can't think of any right now..I can only think about The fast and Furious series..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite Sport: Like Pam, I love football but I prefer watching it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite Season: I think...I'd imagine I'd like Autumn..Wait, you know what, I'd like Spring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite Day of the week: Friday! Cos that's when I actually get to see Farhan. Doesn't happen too often nowadays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite Ice Cream Flavor: Cookies and Cream, Capuccino, Mocha, Vanilla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: PISSED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current Taste: Taste in what? Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Desktop: The back of Ole Gunnar Solskjaer! HE'S BACK!! Woohoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current Toe Nail Colour: I try everything..I even painted my nails in Portugal colours during the world cup..I guess when season starts I'll paint it in United colours! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current Time: 9.38pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current Surroundings: My room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current Annoyance(s): Israel, United Nations, BUSH, certain Law "enforcers" and someone I called my father once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current Thought: This quiz. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FIRSTS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Bestfriend: Umi from my Pri sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First Crush: I think his name was Khairul....Something..Haha! It was in kindergarten..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First Movie: I'm guessing a black and white P.Ramlee movie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First Piercing: On my ear....I think I was three?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First Lie: The one I CAN remember was when I said to my mom I was going to my cousins' next door then I headed to my friend's place upstairs..They went berserk! Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First Music: I'd say the music from the P.Ramlee movies..Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First Car: Not yet..I used to dream it'd be an RX-8..But because it's kinda impractical, I'd rather get the Nissan Murano or Mitsubishi's Airtrec Turbo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LAST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Drink: Tea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Crush: Farhan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Phone Call: From Farhan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last CD Played: A CD I made myself..Full of miscellaneous songs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you Evers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated one of your bestfriends: Yes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have u ever broken the law: Yes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you everbeen arrested: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever Skinny Dipped: NO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever been on Tv: Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever kissed someone that you didnt know: Yah. It was a dare...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5 things you are wearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. My NEW C.Ronaldo t-shirt! (Hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Shorts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Top undergarment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Bottom undergarment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. -Nothing else-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4 things you've done today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Clean the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Rearranged my room furniture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Bathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Did some assignments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Talked to my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 things you can hear right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. My mom talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. the fan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. My typing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 things you cant live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. My clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 thing you do when you are bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Listen to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the 5 people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunno lah...Maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. NADIAH&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/23917139-115389065260494812?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115389065260494812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115389065260494812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115389065260494812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115389065260494812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/rules-1.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115246058889798551</id><published>2006-07-09T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T08:56:28.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today, I'm upset. I'm upset to know that Ronaldo might not return to United next season. Yes, he has a contract. But he has confirmed that his agent is going to meet officials in Spain on Monday. Which club in Spain? I don't know...But he has said that returning to United will be extremely difficult because the fans don't want him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is difficult to play in a country where the fans do not really want you and I do not think I can return there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd have said nothing about Cristiano's claim but we'll just see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'm glad that he's leaving England cos he doesn't deserve to be treated in that manner. I'm upset that he's leaving cos he has immense potential in United. But wherever he goes, he gets my support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/202.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How did these two cause so much mayhem in a country?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/jg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is this the last time he's gonna be seen in this jersey?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Some quotes--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do parents always take their children to supermarkets to smack them?" -- Jack Dee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is a blank page. Each person holds their pen and writes their own story." -- Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think scars are sexy because they mean that you made a mistake that led to a mess."--Angelina Jolie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I really believe in the Freudian idea that every man wants a woman who's like his mother."--Ashton Kutcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different."--Coco Chanel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115246058889798551?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115246058889798551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115246058889798551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115246058889798551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115246058889798551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-today-im-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115239605384687942</id><published>2006-07-08T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:18:19.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for the luck Pam, unfortunately, that luck wasn't with my team tonight. Yes, I was cursing Petit all the way but it wasn't him that caused us to lose. Germany won, by playing fantastic football. The goals by Schweinsteiger were AMAZING. I didn't think that during the match lah cos I was fuming...Haha! It was a fantastic match on both sides. There was enough attack and fantastic defence. This man was of course, unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/319622288.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-KAHN THE GREAT.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He is a fantastic goalkeeper. I've always said that but today, I saw it again. He hasn't really lost his touch has he? But once again, I wasn't saying that when he blocked Deco's shot...Or Ronaldo's shot..Or Pauleta's shot..Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely proud of Simao, Figo, Ronaldo, Nuno Gomes and Ricardo. I am proud of the whole team but especially proud with these five because they pushed and kept on pushing till the end. If they hadn't conceded with that goal, I wouldn't be here blogging about the match. I'd be pissed. I'm a sore loser sometimes. But with that magic goal (POWERED BY FIGO) I see the match from an open perspective. I just didn't wanna see Portugal lose in that manner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/535215976.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Could still hear the boos but the portugese brought whistles this time...Heheh.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/2566510044.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He tried, and he did great.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/2637936801.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He let Petit's in but only cos he thought it was going the OTHER way.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/1347615909.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They've been a fantastic team.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/4061016782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Here we come Euro 2008!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/3768603108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hope he stays on.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/1376936460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They didn't win the world cup but they won the 3rd place. And they did it with such grace. Congrats Germany for hosting an amazing World Cup and being such gracious fans and hosts.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Tomorrow's the Final Showdown. I'm rooting for France. Simply because. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115239605384687942?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115239605384687942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115239605384687942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115239605384687942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115239605384687942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/thanks-for-luck-pam-unfortunately-that.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115238173315472515</id><published>2006-07-08T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T11:06:51.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to start this entry with a really long speech about my disappointment in United fans who have turned against their own blood because of a misunderstanding and their country's loss which wasn't even the guy's fault. But after talking to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about it, I calmed down and thought that it would be a waste of my blog space. Oh well. But I saw something else that caught my eye and far more pleasing. The nine million campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 20.8 million refugees and other people in need of protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More than nine million of them are children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are children who watched as their parents were slaughtered in front of them, who were born in a refugee camp or who have fled their homes because of war. However, despite the pain they have been through, these children are connected through their love of sport and their desire to learn, to study and to educate. They all desire to create a better future for themselves, their families and their communities. The nine million campaign aims to support these young youths through sport especially soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo Luiz Nazario de Lima, one of the world's greatest players (Brazil), is a Goodwill ambassador who strongly supports the Nine Million campaign. To me, he knows best as he has experienced the power of sport first hand. He knows that sports can change a child's life so drastically. As he said so himself, "In football I learned with motivation and determination I could achieve my dreams even if they seemed impossible at times." He also said, "For me, a ball has been the most important thing in my life. It has given me an incredible amount of possibilities and opened up many doors. All children deserve the same opportunity to play and a chance for a better future. Sports teach discipline, build character and foster competitiveness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have said it better. All children deserve a better future. Spread the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ninemillion.org"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; and pass the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115238173315472515?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115238173315472515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115238173315472515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115238173315472515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115238173315472515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wanted-to-start-this-entry-with.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115236435799561012</id><published>2006-07-08T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T06:12:38.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Interesting quotes: (Spoken, taken on video, no tabloid shit in here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He wasn't angry with me and he told me to ignore what the English press said. All they wanted was to create confusion, but we are already used to that.There is no problem at all between me and Rooney."- C.Ronaldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I bear no ill feeling to Cristiano but am disappointed he chose to get involved." - W.Rooney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People can say what they want (about Ronaldo) but this had absolutely no influence. It was violent play and therefore he got a red card. For me it was a clear red card." - H.Elizondo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every one of us gets through the tough times because somebody is there, standing in the gap to close it for us." - O.Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you relinquish the desire to control your future, you can have more happiness." - N.Kidman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With love, you should go ahead and take the risk of getting hurt... because love is an amazing feeling." - B.Spears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115236435799561012?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115236435799561012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115236435799561012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115236435799561012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115236435799561012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/interesting-quotes-spoken-taken-on.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115214121805065601</id><published>2006-07-05T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T16:13:38.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found this at Afro's blog. Found it interesting. So here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Random Facts About Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I am amazingly emotional..(As in, I cry about almost everything!)&lt;br /&gt;* I have an amazing familia who are my utmost pillar in life.&lt;br /&gt;* I have a boyfriend who is my 2nd pillar in life.&lt;br /&gt;* I have fantastic friends who always have my back.&lt;br /&gt;* I'm a psychology student.&lt;br /&gt;* I LOVE......Psychology!&lt;br /&gt;* I'm pretty crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things That Scares Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Death&lt;br /&gt;* Losing my mom&lt;br /&gt;* Losing my sisters or boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;* Losing my friends&lt;br /&gt;* Doing badly in my major&lt;br /&gt;* Being alone and helpless&lt;br /&gt;* The APA format&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Songs At The Moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Buttons - Pussycat Dolls (the Snoop remix)&lt;br /&gt;* Miss Murder - AFI&lt;br /&gt;* Drop it on me - Ricky Martin feat Daddy Yankee&lt;br /&gt;* Living to love you -Sarah Connor&lt;br /&gt;* Day late Friend - Anberlin&lt;br /&gt;* Let you go - Ashley Parker Angel&lt;br /&gt;* Bamboo/Hips don't lie (World Cup remix) - Shakira/Wyclef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My wonderful ex-lecturer-turned-friend, Sylvia!&lt;br /&gt;* Cristiano Ronaldo (HAH!)&lt;br /&gt;* Spending time with Farhan (cos I don't get to much anymore)&lt;br /&gt;* Psychology!&lt;br /&gt;* Uh...TV?&lt;br /&gt;* OPRAH!&lt;br /&gt;* Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Bad Habits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Uncontrollable temper&lt;br /&gt;* My mouth (words come out that can break people's hearts.)&lt;br /&gt;* Lazy ass&lt;br /&gt;* I refuse to take my medicine even when I'm in excruciating pain&lt;br /&gt;* I can cry over the tiniest things&lt;br /&gt;* My closet is always, always, always in a mess&lt;br /&gt;* I'm very stubborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 victims:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Farhan&lt;br /&gt;* Nadiah&lt;br /&gt;* My mom&lt;br /&gt;* Natasha&lt;br /&gt;* Pammie&lt;br /&gt;* Junze&lt;br /&gt;* Sylvia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115214121805065601?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115214121805065601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115214121805065601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115214121805065601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115214121805065601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/found-this-at-afros-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115213782559864682</id><published>2006-07-05T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T15:17:05.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Although they lost, they played an amazing game with (the man) Ricardo coming out of his goal at the very last minute. They fought, they attacked, but as Pam highlighted, "they need to work on their delivery". I'm just amazingly proud that they got this far. I'm proud that Figo played on despite his thigh injury. I'm proud that Ronaldo ignored the VERY LOUD boos he got and played on. (I'm not even gonna try and comment about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what Ronaldo says, people are gonna believe the media and the more popular team, so why bother? I'm proud that Ricardo got out of his goal and almost defended the penalty. I'm proud of Carvalho for trying to calmly persuade the referee and not getting himself into more trouble. I'm &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; very proud of Pauleta for all the chances he missed, but people make mistakes. (HEH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I'm proud of Portugal for going this far. I'm proud that maybe they can get the 3rd place. I'm proud that they played amazingly but lost graciously. Last but not least, I'm grateful to one man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His name is Luiz Felipe Scolari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratuations to France (Zizou Go!). Please beat Italy. (Sorry Italy fans. I just don't LIKE them. I like Australia. That explains everything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Portugal vs Germany. Although Germany has more chances, I'm gonna support Portugal anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I just hope those boos will stop. But, I'm probably one in a million. Haiz.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115213782559864682?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115213782559864682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115213782559864682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115213782559864682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115213782559864682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/although-they-lost-they-played-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115192694943709555</id><published>2006-07-03T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T04:44:14.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to apologise to my best friend Pam for this entry because I really did not wanna talk about it but I had enough.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok. I wanted my blog to be something like a....place where I talk about relevant things...Not day to day activity...So..I really did not wanna talk about my feelings or anything else..I wanted to write about what's happening in the world..And basically just relevant things..I don't really know how to explain it..But oh well..But I can't avoid this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go, on every cover, people, the media, are STILL TALKING ABOUT ENGLAND'S LOSS IN THE WORLD CUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They lost. That's it. Game over. The End. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why the hell are they still talking about it? Excuses after excuses after excuses! When the f***ing hell did Ronaldo cheat? Rooney got sent off for stepping on the guy's goddamn crotch! AND for showing his temper..He's supposed to be a professional! He deserved the red card! Don't try make Ronaldo the scapegoat for your "PRECIOUS" Rooney's mistake! Today's article in the "New Paper' never said it best. When did the World Cup become the Wayne Cup for England? Why did England believe losing Wayne Rooney would make them lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does England or their fans (Pam, not you), have to look for tons of excuses to cover why they lost? The heat, the dry pitch, the injury of Owen, the referee being Argentinian, Cristiano Ronaldo, luck not with England in penalty shots....etc..etc..Too many. Why can't you see that Wayne Rooney called the red card himself? He might have unknowingly stepped on Ricardo Carvalho's dick (which looked extremely painful), referee called for foul, Ronaldo steps in, protesting about the foul, Rooney shoves Ronaldo twice. Referee saw, red card was shown. There were two reasons why the ref could have called for it. Rooney's thug-like temper OR the area where the opponent member was hit. Fifa confirmed that Rooney was sent off for "violent conduct" which is NOT ALLOWED in professional soccer. If Rooney held his head, he COULD have, (keyword: could, he might have still be sent off if the ref was talking about the area where Carvalho was hit) continued playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing. Since when was England's victory on Rooney's back anyway? You got Stevie Gerrard, Frank Lampard, John Terry, Rio Ferdinand, Peter Crouch, Joe Cole....Even David Beckham! All of whom are GREAT players! Why was it the end of the world when Rooney got injured? Or when he got sent off? It's crazy! I really hope the media (and the English fans) get over the whole "Why England lost" shit. Because right now, England's home okay? But Germany, France, Portugal and Italy are still in GERMANY! THEY are the ones focus should be on! Why is Singapore media all hung up about England?! Well, that's it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Pam, I LOVE YOU, none of this was directed to you and I'm really sorry that I had to say it. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115192694943709555?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115192694943709555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115192694943709555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115192694943709555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115192694943709555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-need-to-apologise-to-my-best-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115175045988645354</id><published>2006-07-01T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T03:40:59.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have a couple of things to suggest when you decide to the wrap the universe up. Before that happens, please spread peace around the world. Please swap guns for handshakes. Please stop the killing around the world. Make every country happy. Make poverty history. Let there be no racism. No death. Let the terrorists know that they are not doing anything good for you. Stop the discrimination. Protect the children from bloodyshed. Let the children look healthy. Stop the poaching of endangered creatures. Stop friends from fighting. Stop families from splitting. Get rid of divorces. Stop the loneliness in every heart. Give everybody a special someone. Let there be love. Make sure that the wonderful people on Earth like Oprah, die the most painless way. Let homosexuals be happy. Stop the abuse of children. Stop paranoia. Repay all the people who have done amazing things in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, LET THE CHILDREN LIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then wrap up the universe.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((And if there's something that I forgot, I'll put it down in my letter to God..))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115175045988645354?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115175045988645354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115175045988645354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115175045988645354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115175045988645354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/dear-god-i-just-have-couple-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115174767112084259</id><published>2006-07-01T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T03:05:17.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CANDY DID GET BACK TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S SORRY FOR THE PROBLEMS THAT SHE CAUSED.&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S SORRY FOR NOT BEING IN TOUCH.&lt;br /&gt;SHE HAS HER REASONS WHICH SHE WILL EXPLAIN ONCE SHE CAN GET A PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Sorry I've been the cause of everything and I hadn't been in touch. Will call you when I get to use a phone! Send my regards to Pam. I don't care what others wanna think of me anymore. Only those who are there for me. Thanks for believing in me. Take care and love you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was her message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Cristiano Ronaldo missed training again! I'm so scared! I hope he does recover in time for the match against England! We need him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GO PORTUGAL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115174767112084259?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115174767112084259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115174767112084259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115174767112084259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115174767112084259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/07/candy-did-get-back-to-me-shes-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115169895630711814</id><published>2006-06-30T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T13:27:36.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friends LISTEN when another complains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friends remember the good things about the other, not the bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friends TRY TO FIND the root of everything before coming up with a bad conclusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friends UNDERSTAND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When a group of friends pledge to stay together, they STAY together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friends never give up on another friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do I have a friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I DON'T KNOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115169895630711814?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115169895630711814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115169895630711814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115169895630711814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115169895630711814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/06/friends-listen-when-another-complains.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115158914158330614</id><published>2006-06-29T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T12:12:12.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I watched Oprah just now and I love that show. I love that woman. God bless her. Such a wonderful heart, such a beautiful soul. But what I really wanted to talk about was not Oprah but what I saw in today's show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show talked about the holocaust. The plan to exterminate the jewish population in Europe. Hell, if it wasn't stopped, I am quite sure that the Nazis wanted to bring the Jewish people to extiction. An estimated number of 6 million jews died in the most brutal,most torturous ways. And 5 million people who weren't jews were also killed. These people were stripped of their address, their homes, their names...And finally, their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How and why did this happen? How could humanity be so malicious and cruel? The blood of these people all lies in the hands of this man: Adolf Hitler. He became the leader of the Nazi party, was a racist, and suggested that the killings of jews was "the final solution". At first, I was wondering, how was it that the death camps were set in Poland and not in Germany where the Nazis were? Well, the Nazis also thought that Germany was the most important country thus conquering all of its neightbouring countries. The jews were not the only ones who were killed during the holocaust. The people who were living in the countries the Nazis took over were also sent to death camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/medexp01.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today we call this ethnic cleansing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The way these people died were so painful to even watch clips of. Babies were burnt alive, mothers and children were killed slowly by gas, men were tortured endlessly, women were made to stand naked in cold winters. The place became a factory. A factory that manufactures death. How could these men, who had normal lives at home, who loved their families and were such normal human beings could plot and tolerate killing people in such a fashion? How can they be such wonderful fathers then throw a living baby into a crematorium without any remorse or pain? How could they not have a voice to speak up? To yell out, "this is wrong! What are we doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Not one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What was too painful for me was when one of these same men go out and said these words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have the moral right, we had the duty to our people to do it, to kill these people who would kill us" -Heinrich Himmler, 1943&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not much will remain of the Jews. On the whole it can be said that about 60 per cent of them will have to be liquidated whereas only about 40 per cent can be used for forced labor." -Joseph Goebbels, 1942&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"The Jews have deserved the catastrophe that has now overtaken them. Their destruction will go hand in hand with the destruction of our enemies."-Joseph Goebbels, 1942 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"...I realized once again that the Jewish race is the most dangerous one that inhabits the globe, and that we must show them no mercy and no indulgence. This riffraff must be eliminated and destroyed." -Joseph Goebbels, 1942&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;How could any human being think like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then by the end of the holocaust, the world said, "Never Again." Never again will we see such an atrocity by the human race to another human. But did they keep up with the word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/gyu.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened here? It was the early '90s. The world watched in silence when the Bosnian Serbs systematically murdered over 200,000 Muslim civilians. Muslim men and boys were forced into makeshift concentration camps where they were starved. Muslim women and girls were repeatedly raped. 8,000 men and boys and brutally executed them. Finally after years of inaction,NATO forces bombed Serbian bases, putting an end to the carnage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/1600/jgk.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/jgk.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then came 1994. the world stood by again as another genocide exploded in Africa. For 100 days, Rwanda's Hutu majority systematically slaughtered 800,000 minority Tutsis. Tutsi men, women and children were literally hacked to death and piled into the roads.&lt;br /&gt;Despite seeing that, not one developed country succeeded in intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5955/942/320/sudanese-woman-and_child1.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then there's Sudan. I was in total shock when I found out about this because it was scary to me to know that this killings are still going on now and NOTHING is being done. In Sudan's Darfur region, the Janjaweed militia, an Arabic group which is freaking supported by the goddamn Sudanese government, is murdering the region's black tribes. This group's goal is to exterminate all non-Arab citizens. So far, hundreds of thousands have been murdered. Two million more have been savagely evicted from their homes. This is the worst bit. These people are on the verge of starvation. Women and girls as young as 4 years old are being gang raped every day!&lt;br /&gt;How can we just stand here and watch this? What happened to that "never again"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115158914158330614?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115158914158330614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115158914158330614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115158914158330614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115158914158330614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-watched-oprah-just-now-and-i-love_29.html' title=''/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-115116739180030910</id><published>2006-06-24T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T12:17:25.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;What should I blog about?? Hmm...I can talk about how much Singaporeans on trains are pissing me off..But I don't wanna get sued so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;What will I talk about??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ahh! I got an idea...I'll talk about someone...Who I know..Who I can't reveal online..Or anywhere else for that matter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;I wish he knew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;I'll write a pretend letter to him here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;An imaginary letter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;To let him know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;How much he's making my life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Dear Person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;I know you as a very dear person to someone I love in my life. I respect that you care for your children. But I don't like the way you care for them. Care is not equal to control. That's called tyranny-no wait-let's make this nicer..Uh..Dictatorship.&lt;br /&gt;Listen, one fine day I have to learn to love you and respect you as my own, but God knows, that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;I DISLIKE YOU. I DISLIKE YOUR GUTS. YOUR BELIEFS. YOUR LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You see, I used the word, "dislike". Not "hate", "disgust" or even "abhorrence". I used the word dislike cos I respect you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bizzare isn't it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;You don't know me. But you judged me without even setting eyes on me. You had information. About how I look probably. Which made you really angry. Then you fixed a lie about a make belief spy. You warned one of your children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;"Stay away from her, or else."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;That's fine. That's what you want. But that's not what your child want. But what can I say? I am just a bystander. I'm just a person your child happens to care about very much. That child probably even loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's enough that you're a chauvinist. You don't believe that men need women in their lives but you have them dangling from your arms. You believe that women NEED men else they can't live. Now, that's just bull. Cos one of your children needs me. And surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M A WOMAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's it...That's the end of my letter to him. Goodnight everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(((( BRAZIL. PORTUGAL. SPAIN.))))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-115116739180030910?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/115116739180030910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=115116739180030910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115116739180030910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/115116739180030910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/06/letter-to-you.html' title='Letter to you'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114883028327917610</id><published>2006-05-28T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T08:31:23.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okay, I decided to update..finally..Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Been up to nothing much lately..Just school, then work, then my assignments..Then work..&lt;br /&gt;In fact, suffered a break down the other day because I missed my family so much..Don't get to see them often because of the job and school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Just for the people who wanna know where I work? I work at the freaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NATIONAL LIBRARY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As the people in the  green dumbass uniform. U can see me from 5-9pm every day except Fridays at the children's section. (Most likely) Haha! Like advert like that ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;School has been terrific...I mean, I've learnt so much about people that I understand now why you should never judge a person by their outlook. I mean, when I first started this class, I thought a lot of people looked ultra weird but when I got to know them, they are extremely nice people! And the so-called, "NORMAL" kids are the most unbearable kids..Always going around bitching about people. Should stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there's this kid in my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;I hope u noe who u are. Michelle, Sanchana, Justina, Hidayah and I do NOT LIKE YOU. We don't like your personality, we don't like the way you work cos when we wanna chill, you say we're getting "distracted". So please, get the picture alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;STOP CLINGING TO US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can go on and on talking about how the kids in Singapore nowadays are such brats and how their parents are such....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; WIMPS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let me give you an example of this particular parent I came across in my workplace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Kid: Mommy! I want rainbow magic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom: Excuse me, where's this location? (&lt;strong&gt;shows me paper&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me: Oh, that's this way, come with me please..(&lt;strong&gt;brings mother to the location of the book, run through call numbers, book's not on shelf&lt;/strong&gt;) Oh, I'm sorry ma'am but the book is not on the shelf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom: But the computer says that it's not on loan what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me: Yah, but it's probably in the process of it being returned and it hasn't been shelved yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom: But my daughter wants it now! Can you find the book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me: (&lt;strong&gt;Goes to trolley just to make her happy, pretend to find book cos I've seen the trolley a hundred times, and that book is confirmed not there&lt;/strong&gt;) I'm sorry ma'am..The book is not on the trolley...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom: My daughter wants it now lah...Inside got or not? (&lt;strong&gt;Points to the direction of the bookdrop&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me: Most probably have lah, but I can't go in there look..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom: Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me: Oh, I uh..Don't have the authority to do so..(&lt;strong&gt;Lying straight through my teeth&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom: Oh ok. (&lt;strong&gt;Then she walks away with this f***ed up look on her face&lt;/strong&gt;) Eden! The book is not there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Kid: How can it be not there? I want it now! Like that also cannot do!  (&lt;strong&gt;And here comes the shit&lt;/strong&gt;)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;STUPID MOTHER LAH YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mom: Wei, mind your words ah...(&lt;strong&gt;In a tone which doesn't suit those words and the kid just continued rambling&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Would people, in my generation even DARE to call their moms 'stupid' in their face??!! What the hell are they doing to the kids now? And this is just one of the many kids I've seen who step all over their parents' head. I know some of you are thinking that this 'Eden' girl is from a only-child family. You're WRONG! She has two other little sisters! And they're little devils like her too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Enough about that, I can get heart pain thinking about it. Okay, to Yus and Ads, I'VE UPDATED! Haha..But next entry, will probably be in a month's time or something..Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Signing off, Nurul..&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I MISS COEXISTENCE. WHERE'S CANDY? SHE'S ANOTHER "HAIZ"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114883028327917610?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114883028327917610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114883028327917610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114883028327917610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114883028327917610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/05/updating.html' title='Updating...'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114613468559991461</id><published>2006-04-27T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T03:44:45.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psyched</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Layout sucks as hell. Made a dumb mistake by putting that sprayed on border..Then cannot delete! Argh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUMMER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114613468559991461?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114613468559991461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114613468559991461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114613468559991461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114613468559991461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/psyched.html' title='Psyched'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114525919484169924</id><published>2006-04-17T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:33:14.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wOOH!</title><content type='html'>Had a weird dream recently...I was walking home with Farhan..Then suddenly Jamil and Asri appeared out of nowhere and gave me a wedding card...And then we went into a jeep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A FREAKING JEEP WRANGLER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asri owned that jeep..Then suddenly, we're at Raffles Hotel..Then I looked up and saw Faezah and Man on stage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;THEY WERE THE ONES GETTING MARRIED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked down and everyone was there..Sab, Azri, Lydia, Yazid...Everyone lah..From the Mr. Amran's Malay class 2005..Then after that, over..Weird right? Yupp... =)&lt;br /&gt;And so, I had tutorial just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVE SYLVIA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's fun..She's my tutor...So we learnt about value judgements..Which basically means...Something like a stereotype..So, I found out that as a psychologist, that even if you find out you're working with a serial rapist, you have to see him as a human being...And not a rapist..Yeah..Won't bore you with the facts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know a couple more people just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sanjana (GORGEOUS CHICK),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle (Kinda quiet), Siti (My friend from the beginning), Krystle (Cheery), Ruvin (hunky soccer player), Cindy (Cutee pie), Justina (My fellow Nightmare before Christmas supporter).....And some other girls..Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it..Nothing interesting's happening in my life..Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, about the skin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I JUST LOVE CRISS ANGEL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! Ciaoz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114525919484169924?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114525919484169924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114525919484169924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114525919484169924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114525919484169924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/wooh.html' title='wOOH!'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114502614636228449</id><published>2006-04-14T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T07:50:58.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Haven't been blogging..Cos well, been taking care of my grandma while my grandfather is in hospital..But now he's home but only temporary...He's got a tumor in his large intestine...It's not cancerous but it potentially is...But doctors have said that they can't perform the surgery because my grandfather's blood pressure is low and his heart is weak..He had tyroid last time but since he had it removed, he stopped taking the medication...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That was a mistake&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tyroid, you're not supposed to stop taking medication..It's a life-long thing...So now, he's released from hospital for a week. Until his blood pressure is stabilised, then the operation can be done. Very, very worried... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Next thing, started school and it's been very fun...I guess I've always loved psychology. I just never thought it was this interesting...Haha! But the book and file have a combined weight of probably 2 kilogram...Which is why my back is hurting a lot more lately...Haha! This is the book..My mom said it resembles the 'Yellow Pages'..Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="712" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Image626.jpg" width="857" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And this is the name of the College which my diploma is from...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 233px; HEIGHT: 183px" height="288" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Image627.jpg" width="435" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you know that only 1 out of 8000 people can describe a spiral staircase without moving their hands?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have a hospital appointment on Wednesday for my scoliosis...As usual..I have given up on the dream of ever having a normal spine...So, right now, I'm relying strongly on painkillers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what if I'll be stuck in bed for the last 3 months of my pregnancy? Better than being barren..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Because apparently, I've outgrown the surgery age to straighten my spine...So I've got no choice but to keep strengthening my back muscles to support my spine...So, guess what I've been doing to strengthen it? Cyling and.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 192px" height="778" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Image619.jpg" width="861" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POOL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dunno if it helps but what the hell? I love it! Did I mention that I beat Farhan 4 times..AND..Went to the pool game with Diyana, Sab, Shariffah and Farhana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND....I BEAT &lt;em&gt;DIYANA&lt;/em&gt; IN A ONE ON ONE MATCH!! WOOHOO! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You know what an accomplishment that is? Haha! Cool you know? But it was close ah..And it was Diyana's mistake..Haha! I'll end here with a quote by Sigmund Freud, one of the pioneers of psychology..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never so forlornly unhappy as when we have lost our love object or its love." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm done here..And remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 165px" height="629" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Image622.jpg" width="810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'LL BE WATCHING YOU! HAHAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114502614636228449?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114502614636228449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114502614636228449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114502614636228449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114502614636228449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/schools-been.html' title='School&apos;s been...'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114465706314771658</id><published>2006-04-10T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T01:17:43.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday and Today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yesterday, I went to play pool again in the morning! Pretty addicted to it now..Cos I'm getting better! Haha! I went to play it with my boyfriend this time and according to him, I have a fierce game face. I didn't know what the hell a game face was until I watched The Apprentice later that night. We played about 6 games in total. It was very fun! And the most important part is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"I BEAT FARHAN MORE TIMES THAN HE BEAT ME!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He might have given me charity..But I still won! Hhaaha! Went home around 4.30..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then my grandfather called. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I find him the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sweetest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; man on Earth. There he was, having extreme pains and going for an operation and everything and he was more worried about who was gonna accompany my grandma at night. He's going to have his operation tomorrow. And he's already been warded. Going to see him later. A little worried. Don't know how much of an operation a man his age can handle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now, because of that, I had to cancel my plans to go to Adilah's Sakura thing. Adilah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'M REALLY SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I sincerely did wanna go but this came up. Farhan and I wanted to go straight after pool.. Yeah, Sorry okay? And so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;TODAY was my first day of school..It was an extremely enlightening lesson..I had three espressos to wake me up totally cos I didn't want to doze off at any point of the lesson. At first, when the lecturer walked in, I felt kinda freaked out. Because he was looked fierce. But then he started talking, it was quite alright. Basically the subject itself is amazing to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For me personally, I have to learn to control my emotions. I have to learn to be objective instead of subjective. Because, well, I can't be a psychologist and be emotional. Because, can you imagine this scene? This guy comes in and tells me his sad childhood story. And then, I start going, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"You know what? I had a sad childhood too!! My dad left me and everything..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I start crying...No client is ever gonna go see me again. Because, the poor fella will never get cured! AND I also found out that in my profession, we DO NOT give advice! I didn't know that! I thought psychologists and counselors gave advice! But they don't...They just probe and ask questions to make the client realise his own problems and solve it himself! It's cool..Hahha! I made friends which was weird...Cos I was so scared that I wouldn't! But I did! Heheh! Okay..So yeah, good day, good day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ending this now, to go see my grandfather in the hospital..Pray for him guys, please...See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114465706314771658?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114465706314771658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114465706314771658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114465706314771658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114465706314771658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-and-today.html' title='Yesterday and Today..'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114449528764867199</id><published>2006-04-08T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T04:21:27.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hAIZ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bow Wow and Ciara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/CiBow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They broke up. Yesterday. Haiz. New layout then. I loved them. =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114449528764867199?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114449528764867199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114449528764867199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114449528764867199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114449528764867199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/haiz.html' title='hAIZ..'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114443943161091862</id><published>2006-04-07T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T13:18:55.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was an incredibly long day today..I'm blogging at 3 am cos well, I can't sleep..So what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first off, met my boyfriend..To return DVDs..Which were LONG overdue..Then checked the boxes to make sure the DVDs were all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I opened 'Dude, where's my car?'..&lt;strong&gt;CHECK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Next 'King's Ransom'...&lt;strong&gt;CHECK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Next 'Birthday Girl'.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ch-Wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHERE IS IT???-&lt;/strong&gt;was my first reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I started to panic. Now, not only were they overdue. One was f***ing lost! Hun asked me to relax.."We'll search for it..We'll find it...Okay?" Then I went onto this &lt;strong&gt;CRAZY&lt;/strong&gt; search. CRAZY as in, I started going through every goddamn CD cover there, and I was pissed. Started screaming vulgarities all over the place. Sis can home. She actually helped to look for the CD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thanks Nadz. Was very grateful you helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alas, after ransacking every CD cover, we still &lt;em&gt;couldn't &lt;/em&gt;find the CD. So, Hun picked up the phone. Called Video-Ezy and asked for the fees for a lost CD. I was actually mortified that he was ready to pay for it. I mean, it wasn't his fault! It was my carelessness! But he just, patted my shoulder, "Lesson learnt okay honey?" I felt guilty all the way to Jurong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then the DVD issues settled, went to eat lunch at Banquet. I was shocked when I reached. I mean, where did all the shops go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My fishball noodles-GONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Settled for Tom Yam. Ate, then went to look for Yus. Saw her squatting inside the store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Haha&lt;/em&gt;!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Said hello a while, chatted a little bit..Yus and Farhan argued a little-as usual and we were gone from there. Haha! Cannot stay so long, later her co-worker angry. Then we decided to go play pool. Then somewhere along the line, we forgot about pool and went to Bugis instead. On the way home, then we remembered we were supposed to play pool! Haha! I'd like to proclaim a little something here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU! I SWEAR I LOVE YOU! -To Farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The reason why I love him is....He bought me these today!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="291" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/bag.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A Purple Zinc Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="322" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Shirt.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A Purple shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 198px" height="225" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Parfum.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And a perfume!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="214" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/All3.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Here's all 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yes, I love purple! Hehe! That's &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; the reason I love him though. One of the reasons is, he spoils me. Cos no one else does. Haha! But the other reason is, he's just a fantastic person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And most importantly, he's my best friend. I think that's the essence of all good relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP, LOVE, TRUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then after that, I went to my grandparents house to see my grandfather. My grandfather's down with colorectal infection and will be going to hospital on Sunday. Please, pray for him. When I went there, my three young cousins were there. Nazihah, Nasyohah and Nasyerah. Now, the cutest of them all is Nasyerah. But she calls herself, "Baby." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She could not let go of the camera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She just wanted me to keep snapping and snapping. Vain one this one. Here are some of her piccies. I think you'll agree with me that she's cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I THINK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 194px" height="194" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Baby1.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Cheese!-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="293" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Baby2.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-She tried to do a twees here but she moved before a proper shot-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 188px" height="271" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Baby3.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-She looks like Dwi don't u think?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 212px" height="375" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y256/J_Viruz/Baby4.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Baby and me!-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To anyone who's interested, she's 2! Haha! That's it then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114443943161091862?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114443943161091862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114443943161091862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114443943161091862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114443943161091862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/long-day.html' title='Long day..'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114433371825616075</id><published>2006-04-06T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T07:28:38.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's day out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today was absolutely fantastic...I was so excited to meet the girls I've missed so much: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diyana, Farhana, Shariffah, Yus and Reshmel...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After getting ready, looked at clock, &lt;em&gt;12.45&lt;/em&gt;. Too early. Made some tea. Watched Sesame Street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I LOVE COOKIE MONSTER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Looked at clock. &lt;em&gt;1.00pm&lt;/em&gt;. Got up and thought to myself, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yus &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; Reshmel&lt;/strong&gt; will definitely be late."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.30 pm&lt;/em&gt;. Reached Jurong East Entertainment. Meeting time is 1.30pm. And I was goddamn shocked to see...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YUS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; RESHMEL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha! They were early! They were never early! So then we waited around to wait for Diyana, Farhana and Shariffah. Diyana and Shariffah reached a little later and we walked to the arcade while waiting for Farhana, who already said that she would be late. So we just walked around the arcade aimlessly then Yus proclaimed, "&lt;em&gt;I'M HUNGRY&lt;/em&gt;!" So then we went to Long John and waited a little more for Farhana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A whole lot of laughing happened there. Something involving a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;radio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'lemak'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;masam'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got it started....Haha!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then go arcade, played the basketball thing...We split into three teams, there was Yus and Farhana, Resh and Shariffah and Diyana and mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE WON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We played one game and me and Diyana got the highest score! Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then played Daytona..And of course &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diyana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; floored us all...Diyana and I wanted to play manual but the girls didn't think it was fair..Haha! We played, I think about three games, I came 2nd at the second game, then 3rd, then 5th..Yah...Deteorated..My leg cramped up...Then Yus and Diyana played this shooting game..Yus was so confused cos she didn't know how to reload the gun! Haha! Should've taken a picture of her face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then went to play pool...Reshmel's suggestion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY FIRST POOL GAME EVERYBODY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Haha! Yeah, I 'm &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; pathetic. And again, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diyana was the best.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; There was one point where there was only two balls on the table..(White not included)..Diyana was gonna take the black one, then Reshmel and Shariffah just started to congratulate each other cos it was obvious that game's over. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sucked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But hey, it was my first game..But I got better after Diyana taught me the right way to hold the stick while taking the shot..It was fun..I only started to get better..Then, they need to go..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was extremely fun hanging out...From Reshmel's &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;KUAT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" to my ball slips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The great thing about girlfriends is, even if you suck to the core, they'll never tell you suck. Every shot you make, they'll say "Good try.." And even the opposing team's members will help you in handling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Yus, Shariffah, Reshmel, Diyana, Shariffah and Farhana, I had a TON of fun..THANK YOU SO SO MUCH!! Love you all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114433371825616075?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114433371825616075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114433371825616075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114433371825616075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114433371825616075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/girls-day-out.html' title='Girl&apos;s day out!'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114413652925606907</id><published>2006-04-04T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:42:09.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To..whoever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okay, first of all, I wanna thank everybody who's been reading..Cos well, I didn't know really..I thought it'd just be CE..I'm amazed really..Haha..Thanks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;USED,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and taken granted for, by my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;FAMILY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I keep doing it, I keep cleaning after them, keep washing the dishes till my hand's all dried up,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;keep cleaning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;     and cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;           and cleaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I keep saying to myself. I &lt;em&gt;deserve&lt;/em&gt; this. I have to &lt;em&gt;clean after&lt;/em&gt; them. This is &lt;em&gt;retribution&lt;/em&gt;. I believed that I &lt;em&gt;deserved&lt;/em&gt; it. Believed that this is what I get for hurting my mom, by doing poorly for my 'O' Levels. I keep telling myself that they shouldn't do it because it's not their fault. I &lt;em&gt;deserve &lt;/em&gt;this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But everyday, I will do it. I &lt;strong&gt;complain&lt;/strong&gt; to my mom that for example, my back hurts and she will say something along the lines of, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you don't have a job, you don't clean the house, how can your back hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?" It's these things that my mom directly say to me, that hurts deeply. It hurts so much whenever she dismisses me away, like I didn't matter. Hurts more than the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I feel in my back every single day. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DID &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;clean the house. She comes home, sees the living room in a mess because Natasha's been there. The next morning, I will still have to clean the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's when she tells my boyfriend that, "&lt;em&gt;she doesn't work, and she can't even do housework&lt;/em&gt;," that have stuck with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's when I'm washing the clothes or doing the dishes when Nadiah, Natasha and her are out there in the living room watching TV, that it hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Do I really deserve this? Just because I can't find a goddamn job, my sisters take me for granted? What if I have a job then? Who's going to do the chores? Lemme tell you who:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY MOM,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;who does chores on Sundays and complain like hell. Try five days of a week of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nadiah wouldn't start picking up after herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;    She wouldn't stop using the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;       She won't clean the comp after using it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;           She won't suddenly become responsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Natasha wouldn't pick up after herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;      She wouldn't stop messing the house.             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She still won't care who's cleaning.                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She'll still do her homework all over the house.                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I DON'T MIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cleaning up for my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. She deserves it. &lt;em&gt;I owe her everything&lt;/em&gt;. And I will carry on doing it until she says stop. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She sacrificed for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But I don't like picking up after my sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They don't have an ounce of responsibility in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Oh well. Like anything's gonna change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I had to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for help to clean the dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nobody came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My sister didn't &lt;em&gt;bother&lt;/em&gt; to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nobody knows that my back hurts every night before I go to sleep,  (if I do go to sleep that is).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I haven't even told my boyfriend that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That I haven't been able to sleep. That my back's hurting more frequently now and I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAIZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anywayz, on a lighter note, this is a reply to my dear &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pammie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I wrote a little something for you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We've come all this way in friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;In coexistence, needless to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;no one can maintain a stiff lip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;when Candy starts feeling gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;On a serious note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wanna thank you guys so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;for being the perfect antidote,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;to all my broken hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I promise I'll be there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;for you guys night and day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and promise me you'll take care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;and remember me come what may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I see Pam, crying at sab's wedding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I see Yus making sure Candy's dress is straight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I see us, beaming at our rings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;when we have found our soulmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know all this will happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;cos we'll stick it through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;cos if any one of us is sicken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;we'll be there through and through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Distance doesn't matter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;as long as we keep in touch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;but be sure to keep laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;in your hearts so very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Coexistence, I truly love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Candy, Sab, Yus and Pam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll alwaus stay true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;whatever people say I don't give a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Okay, I'm gonna stop here cos I can't rhyme anymore. Haha! Just wanna say that, all in all, whatever the distance, we will be together and be friends till well, the day we pass on. But we &lt;strong&gt;HAVE&lt;/strong&gt; to at least make an effort to meet each other at least once a month. Okay? Yup, that's it then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's a long enough entry as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114413652925606907?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114413652925606907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114413652925606907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114413652925606907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114413652925606907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/towhoever.html' title='To..whoever'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114404027629154930</id><published>2006-04-02T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:08:12.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About the new skin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love couples. That's it. Haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-Bored-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114404027629154930?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114404027629154930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114404027629154930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114404027629154930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114404027629154930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/about-new-skin.html' title='About the new skin.'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114400045427411303</id><published>2006-04-02T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T10:54:14.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was going through my blog today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I realised that the goddamn skin actually has a permanent box! Hahah! The box doesn't extend to accomodate my entries..Haiz..&lt;em&gt;NOW&lt;/em&gt; then I see it..I'll fix it &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anywayz, I'm starting school &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;next Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..And just a whirlwind of emotions...I dunno whether to feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;excited &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-or- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nervous..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I mean, what if everybody hates me? I mean, even my own mom said that my face &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exudes arrogance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to anyone who doesn't know me...You know, that face that you just wanna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SLAP?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know a lot of u are nodding just reading that...Hah! *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So yeah, I'm worried about that..But then again, there's still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pressure...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To anyone who cares, I'm going to a psychology school....And I'm taking a three and a half year course for a degree in psychology...I was talking about this to someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And he or she said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yeah, I want that too, but I don't have the money..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But the &lt;em&gt;way &lt;/em&gt;he or she said it, it was more translated into my head as, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"You said your mom was single and you don't have money and shit but then you're going to a private school just cos you have no interests in the courses you got? Yah right!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cos well, he or she had that face you know? That just tells me that he or she was &lt;em&gt;thinking that.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BUT, I might be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But this course, is obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; not cheap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I beat myself over it sometimes. Why did I have to tell my mom that I loved psychology? I shoulda just gone with whatever course I got! My mom and sisters do not deserve this..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my mom did not want me to pursue something that will in the end waste my time, money and effort, just cos she has no money...If I can top this foundation diploma class, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(which I have been studying for even before class starts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I can get the diploma class which costs six thousand dollars, completely free of charge...Which I have to get...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For this course, my mother and sisters have to sacrifice a lot but I know, that I will provide them all with whatever they need in years to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will make sure of that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be determined to do that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm also trying to look for a part time job to pay for some of the loan that my mom made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I had to sacrifice something too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY DRIVING LICENCE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yeah, yeah...You think it's not important...But I've been dreaming for the moment where I can sit in front of a real steering wheel and drive with absolute freedom...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tht can't happen cos yup, you guessed it, it was either the psychology class or my driving licence. Who'd be dumb enough to choose the driving licence? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So here's the plan...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Starting April 2006-October 2006: &lt;em&gt;Find a job after 18th birthday and work hard to top class in foundation diploma class.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;October 2006-October 2007: &lt;em&gt;Diploma for Applied Psychology&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;November 2007-November 2009: &lt;em&gt;Degree for Applied Psychology (Part Time) / Work with Diploma qualification (Full Time)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Age by November 2009-&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 (Ticket to freedom)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work for 5 years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Age by November 2014-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopefully&lt;/em&gt; I'll be &lt;em&gt;married&lt;/em&gt; by then&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; don't wanna remain a spinster u noe...BUT if it's my fate then...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Resume studies for Psychology to Masters Degree and to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHD...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cos well, I wanna be a clinical psychologist in the end which means I have to have a PHD..So yah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's the plan then..That's if, God's willing (Insyaallah)...To give me the strength to carry out my plans..Thanks for listening in folks..So long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114400045427411303?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114400045427411303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114400045427411303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114400045427411303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114400045427411303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/04/was-going-through-my-blog-today.html' title='Was going through my blog today...'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114361677591657379</id><published>2006-03-28T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:19:35.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So yeah..Bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Took a quiz..Why don't you guys copy and paste it and put it in your blogs?? I'm interested to find out what you guys think of the questions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1.You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Um...George W Bush.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Avril Lavigne (Don't bash me okay? I juz don't like the girl..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-My dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. What is your favorite cheese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Mozarella and Parmesan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. You seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy shit, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-CDs and lotsa, lotsa FOOD!! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Probably Australia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. Upon arrival to the aforementioned location, you get off the plane and discover another hundred-dollar bill. Shit! Now that you are in the new location, where are you gonna go to spend that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-WOOH! Some more CDs and Food! Hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the beverage of your choice. "Be brand-specific" it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? There's something you can figure out... so what's it gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Haagen Dazs' Cookies and Cream! Wooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-I'm gonna travel to 1990 and tell my mom that my dad is gonna be a bastard..So leave him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Um...Men respect and don't cheat on women and women...just stop being difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11. You have been given the opportunity to create the half-hour TV show of your own design. What is it called and what's the premise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-It's gonna be called, "Teenagers in Singapore" and how some just don't give a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12. What is your favorite expletive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-F*** and Sh**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;13. One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren't really doing anything, they're just standing around your bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-I'd be like, "Uh...What's going on? MAK!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;14. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don't worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what's the one thing you're going to save from that blazing inferno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-My cell phone and my CDS!!! Wait, it's only one thing...So...Uh...Oh!! My cell phone I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;15. The Angel Of Death has descended upon you. Fortunately, the Angel Of Death is pretty cool and in a good mood, and it offers you a half-hour to do whatever you want before you bite it. Whatcha gonna do in that half-hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Call my mom, sisters, CE and my boyfriend. And tell 'em I love them. And then have my last prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;16. You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What's it gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-To be able to produce whatever I want, whenever I want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;17. You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-The time I spent with my late grandfather...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;18. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Finding something that belonged to my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;19. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who has super-powers. But check out this cool ... you can move to anywhere else in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-I don't want to! If I had to, I'd pick Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;20. Hopefully you didn't mention this in the super-powers question.... If you did, then we'll just expand on that. Check it out... Suddenly, you have gained the ability to FLOAT!!! Whose house are you going to float to first, and be like "Dude check it out I can FLOAT!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-I'd float outside my mom's office window and makes sure she sees it! Tht'll be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;21. The constant absorption of magical moonbeams mixed with the radioactive vegetables you consumed earlier have given you the ability to resurrect the dead famous-person of your choice. So which late celebrity will you bring back to life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Kurt Cobain and Princess Diana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;22. The Celestial Gates Of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn't think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-My grandfather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114361677591657379?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114361677591657379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114361677591657379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114361677591657379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114361677591657379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-yeahbored.html' title='So yeah..Bored...'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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-23917139.post-114216626214853107</id><published>2006-03-12T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:41:58.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm back in the blogging world! Woohoo! Decided to set this up so that I can join my fellow Ce-lians, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in their blogging adventures...But like I said to them, only they'll read this...So yeah, Hahah! Alritey..Let's begin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright..First entry...This one goes to my friends..Azri, Faezah, Ili, Saerah...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, I didn't tell 'em tht I hv a new blog up so could someone pass the message around for me..Thanks..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't know how many times I'm gonna say this..But this is probably the last time..I mean, I don't wanna die a person who was hated or something...So here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Azri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- We never really &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; each other. But juz wanna say &lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt; cos I've said a lotta shit about you...So that's on my part..Juz because I don't like to hang out with you guys, doesn't mean I &lt;em&gt;HATE&lt;/em&gt; you guys..I &lt;em&gt;apologise&lt;/em&gt; again cos well, we might never see each other again..Been reading your blog..Glad to know you're happy now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saerah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- What happened to us? Hmmm...Let's just say, we &lt;em&gt;drifted&lt;/em&gt;...But just to tell you, still miss your twinkly eyes and cheery laugh..But oh well, things happen for a reason right? Wanna say &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to you because I've said some things that aren't exactly nice. But I don't think I'm known for being nice. Heh. But I'm juz gonna &lt;em&gt;apologise&lt;/em&gt; to you for everything wrong that I've done and hope life just takes you to great places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the best.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faezah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Well, what do I say? &lt;em&gt;Upz..Downz..Upz..Downz...&lt;/em&gt;Hahah. Been that way with you all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's fault is it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Probably the both of us. I know you feel nothing for me but I do respect you to certain extent because you have your own thoughts and live your life your own way. You have that, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'To hell with everybody.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thing...So, this is the 3rd or 4th time, I'm saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...So yeah, I'm sorry Faezah for making you think I hate you..Maybe I did a while..But well, it's a little too immature now..It's all high school rivalry kinda shit you know? So yeah..Sorry..And wish you all the best in your life and hope you'll be happy always...I've been reading ur blog..And well, life has been quite harsh for ya lately..Juz take it easy..there's alwayz some goddamn light at the end of the tunnel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...For this girl...Who Was my friend since day one of secondary school---&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One again, for us, we &lt;em&gt;drifted&lt;/em&gt;. You went your own way, I went mine..We became interested in different things and you, yours. I had hate for you for a while cos I dunno..I was probably &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jealous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...Because you get everything you want..Or..I dunno..I juz didn't have &lt;strong&gt;LIKE&lt;/strong&gt; for you at all..But like I said at Faezah's bit, I wanna leave all the immaturity behind so that I can laugh about this someday. So that I can one day, meet you on the street and just say hello..Instead of just walking past and pretending I don't see you. I have a lot to apologise about to you..I'm sorry for everything. &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; I said, &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; I did to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; make you&lt;em&gt; hurt&lt;/em&gt;..So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all the animosity can be gone now. Cos well, I guess I've had enough. I hope one day, I stumble upon you guys. And we'll just wave and say hello and ask, how you've been and continue with our lives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, apologies done.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;NEXT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been blog-hopping a lot and I you know, just realised that I'm left out. I know, I know, I've talked about this before. I mean, I've been stuck at home, and not working, I've just been away from the world..Wait, I need to say something right here-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[Sab][Yus][Pam][Faezah][Ili]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are very &lt;em&gt;lucky&lt;/em&gt;. You get to go on shopping sprees with each other and stuff and I can't even find a decent job. Haiz. Can't go back to my mom's working place, cos she doesn't want me to get bullied by her boss. But I never minded that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel pain, I pop a pill, PAIN, Pop PILL..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always been that way since I found out I got scoliosis. &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;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIVED WITH IT.&lt;/em&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;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; she doesn't want to &lt;strong&gt;SEE &lt;/strong&gt;me get bullied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If she says so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now, everywhere I go, there are certain languages you must be able to speak.&lt;br /&gt;Won't talk more about it. I'd get arrested if I did.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it really. Nothing else to crap about. &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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Till next entry. Ciaoz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23917139-114216626214853107?l=jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/feeds/114216626214853107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23917139&amp;postID=114216626214853107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114216626214853107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23917139/posts/default/114216626214853107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jviruz-wanted.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back...'/><author><name>J~ViRuZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07127137847545357241</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></feed>
