<?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-4161475689198266871</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:29:59.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful Lead Me To My Dream</title><subtitle type='html'>Is a wonderful life with love n will never change my mind on what i want to achieve, My dream is my Destiny</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4186651435617963286</id><published>2012-01-11T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:24:34.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11-JAN-2012 :(</title><content type='html'>I started to feel everything has changed with the words you said to me, I have no idea how to say i have no idea what to do, all i can say is "WHATEVER" I am weak, always down when i see things which i don't like. Hope u can seat down and read ur own mind.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know how to say and really don't know what to do anymore, all i do i ardy do, all i said i ardy said. The one who hurt me more than my self is You. Going out with strangers all i told you not to go out with but u still go out with them. anyway yeah whatever it is before i leaving to UK, i spend all my time with you. Do i give space to other to come out with me ? ask ur self. Do your self think each time whn u did something that will make me feel unhappy, u will always think i will forgive ? sometimes things we cannot forgive but we can do is ignore ! TODAY 11-1-2012 is the first page of bad story starts. I will never see more than what u do out there. Maybe we not suit to be together because everything you do u always think that i can accept and will listen to ur explanation. Sorry you were wrong. All i can accept is a girl that can listen to my words and do things which i always can feel protective. But not everything seem going badly i don't know how u gonna bring it on. DO YOU THINK THAT YOU SHOULD MAKE UR SELF BETTER ?. somehow u nvr know how much i afford to take out for you to buy things which you needed in macau. and the last pieces of notes in my wallet also i take it out for you. Some how what else u need some more ? until now what u still expect me to do ? what u want somemore ? tell me la !!! i try not to tell ppl what happen to me and what is going on btw me n u. Why until now u still using friend words to hide something from me.. Im enough for everything. I will still go on with my life and somehow i will fly back to UK. If things doesnt work out, i can feel that you always got a second person to waiting to go tooooo.........ask ur heart. tell ur self what u were doing ???......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4186651435617963286?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4186651435617963286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4186651435617963286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4186651435617963286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4186651435617963286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2012/01/11-jan-2012.html' title='11-JAN-2012 :('/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-3370841060654088031</id><published>2012-01-04T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T11:33:08.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life always be easy if u make a right decision</title><content type='html'>lonely and sad my mood again swings&lt;br /&gt;with a wish that if I had wings&lt;br /&gt;in a flash I would fly&lt;br /&gt;high and high in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy and free in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;where glee and joy knew no bounds&lt;br /&gt;to a land unknown of grief and dismay&lt;br /&gt;and make my heart feel happy and gay&lt;br /&gt;where anger and frown never stayed a while&lt;br /&gt;and faces around were glued with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in my head now i hear a scream&lt;br /&gt;its time to come out of the dream&lt;br /&gt;into the world full of bodies without a soul&lt;br /&gt;and in their hearts a deep dark hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is nothing but a pity&lt;br /&gt;that now I’am back into reality&lt;br /&gt;with no clouds around and no wings&lt;br /&gt;stress and boredom is all that stings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely and sad now I silently cry&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had wings and I could fly..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3370841060654088031?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3370841060654088031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3370841060654088031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3370841060654088031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3370841060654088031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-always-be-easy-if-u-make-right.html' title='Life always be easy if u make a right decision'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7325553257961211002</id><published>2011-12-06T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:59:17.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ImStillWaiting for you WaiKuan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnfoz1mHM0g/Tt7kUhtqTjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GJqeLbMbQtY/s1600/IMG_9950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnfoz1mHM0g/Tt7kUhtqTjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GJqeLbMbQtY/s320/IMG_9950.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DAY WILL COME TO THE DAY WE KNOWING EACH OTHER &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOU AND I MISS YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7325553257961211002?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7325553257961211002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7325553257961211002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7325553257961211002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7325553257961211002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2011/12/imstillwaiting-for-you-waikuan.html' title='ImStillWaiting for you WaiKuan'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnfoz1mHM0g/Tt7kUhtqTjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GJqeLbMbQtY/s72-c/IMG_9950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4163896445181965111</id><published>2011-12-05T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T10:44:29.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love That nvr be replace by others.</title><content type='html'>Today is the 3rd of arguement, what to argue eddie ?&lt;br /&gt;im asking my self not to be like this since i have made my decision, but lastly i regret over it.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i still want to tell the world that i still love wai kuan, since ever i left her behind she is suffering quite a long time and im pretty sure that im bad enough for that moment but somehow i wish that i cannot lost a good gf like her, I'm not trying to ask her to couple back..&lt;br /&gt;im just feel so alone since she leave me and going out with her friends. Im kinda jealous sometimes because she went out everyday with guys till late night, sumhow im not an easy guy to hangout with girl as well i still do my self as not available. I told my self to give her time to chance, but i guess my words to over towards her " sorry dear " but somehow if she can feel my heart beat now she will knw how much i still in love with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i admit i want my freedom, but some how i dunno why always must argue with a little things around but somehow we both have made a lot of promises and i hope one day it will come back. &lt;br /&gt;PHANG WAI KUAN, EDDIE LEE HERE WILL WAIT FOR YOU TO COME BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i Seriously nothing much can say bcz everything happened with a reason but i do have a good time settle down my self here but somehow i wish u were here with me. take care me. with my broken hand i still able design and type and write msg to u. Im here to apologize with a trillion times. nothing can change u to the one i love. somehow if you are mine i forever will wait for you. If u been taken by someone else, i guess all the wishes u have make will be just an empty promise towards u and god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bY THE WAY i not going to ask more, just wish you can make up ur mind once again. n we get back to love : ) im alone to fight all the bees and im weak enough and far enough somehow i wont give up my self to fight for u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care i hope u can feel my heart beat towards you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4163896445181965111?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4163896445181965111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4163896445181965111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4163896445181965111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4163896445181965111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2011/12/love-that-nvr-be-replace-by-others.html' title='Love That nvr be replace by others.'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6386479919715516798</id><published>2011-10-19T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T12:26:36.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is NOT OVER YET !</title><content type='html'>Well today is the day that my girlfriend and me broke up. Well, i am sorry for all the things that i have done to u that make u unhappy sometimes but i seriously love you very much, and however i just want u to change ur attitude, its hard to maintain a love with a bad attitude, i know is right to do, because i really wanted you to change ur self. I am really serious in this relationship and i am so so happy for these days. We laugh , we fight , we do every crazy things that people don't do and also we smile to each other every morning when we open our eyes. I love the days baby girl but now everything has changed. All these days i very happy because you by my side, anyway u not beside me also not i felt so different than normal days. i will it could change the attitude that u currently having. Please, Please Please............ &lt;br /&gt;i giv u time to change ur self back to the one i first met ! &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oPdigUwcqeM/Tp8kPlITPeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TcOCgDQn_98/s1600/27814_453625877177_514702177_6034132_2256795_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oPdigUwcqeM/Tp8kPlITPeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TcOCgDQn_98/s320/27814_453625877177_514702177_6034132_2256795_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU WAI KUAN, I NEVER EVER WANTED YOU TO LEAVE ME, BUT BECAUSE I KNOW WE CANT STAND FOR EACH OTHER ATTITUDE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6386479919715516798?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6386479919715516798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6386479919715516798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6386479919715516798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6386479919715516798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-is-not-over-yet.html' title='Love is NOT OVER YET !'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oPdigUwcqeM/Tp8kPlITPeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TcOCgDQn_98/s72-c/27814_453625877177_514702177_6034132_2256795_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-8518202440326426781</id><published>2011-10-11T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T17:51:17.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love fails Bcz we fail to Love Each Other</title><content type='html'>Sometimes there is no next time, no second chance, no time out. Sometimes it is now or never. Sometimes you love something so much that it hurts to leave it, but you must. Sometimes it hurts too much to hold on to that thing you love. And sometimes you let go of what you love because it hurts, but then just sometimes... you get it back and live happily ever after, Never say I love you, if you don't really care...never talk about feelings, if they aren't really there...never touch a life, if you mean to break a heart...never say you're going to, if you don't plan to start...never look me in they eye, I never felt true love until I was with you, and I never felt true sadness until you left me. There is one pain, I often feel, which you will never know. It's caused by the absence of you. Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit, and you just pull the scar off of it over and over again. Since you've been gone... Every morning when I get out of bed, I look into the mirror hoping to find my smile. But as usual, no smile. I look and I look, but it's nowhere to be found. I keep my eyes peeled wherever I go, but still no luck. When I try to think just where it might be... I can't help but wonder.. if maybe you know where I left my smile, 'cause the last time I saw it, I was with you : )However now is gone. I just sometimes to rest my heart that been deeply broken. Sorry but I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_dFDlleploY/TpTiVKWjzwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bafhBm7JxX8/s1600/02.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_dFDlleploY/TpTiVKWjzwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bafhBm7JxX8/s320/02.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/4161475689198266871-8518202440326426781?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8518202440326426781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=8518202440326426781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8518202440326426781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8518202440326426781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-fails-bcz-we-fail-to-love-each.html' title='Love fails Bcz we fail to Love Each Other'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_dFDlleploY/TpTiVKWjzwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/bafhBm7JxX8/s72-c/02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-8905105804986230029</id><published>2011-09-01T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:08:32.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Win Or Lose... Pass Or Failed</title><content type='html'>I would like to share my experiences to all my family and friend,&lt;br /&gt;In this life we should know one things that we always hard to find or it can considered as "Earn" that's money. However i told my self never fight for money and never make our self tired because of money. Every sweat that dropped on the floor is a hard work that we ever did. I found out my self is a loser last time, everything i do i felt that will never work out but some how till today i felt that my self is not going to the highest level of me to settle down my life. I been working and studying, i felt so happy without anything stopping me. I just want a simple life without have any problem in my life i will just said alright and fine to god. Life is god setup and why ? in this planet there is so many kind of sickness which we cannot expected it will come some day. Healthy always the first,money is come behind after healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my parents, i cannot give 100% hope and wish that what they wanted me to be, but some how i keen to try out everything new. Even i pass or fail on my studies they din blamed me, coz from the beginning of the day studying at kindagarden i felt tat i hate that place and i dont really like the atmosphere there.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As today i stand up as a big boy with my big steel balls, i will walk out to the world and find something that is possible to make rich within this 8years.. My goals is my dream and wish, Which i targeted on my ages of 30yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember win or lose makesure everything goes well and happy life will automatically goes well : )&lt;br /&gt;Pass or Failed make sure dont dissapointed because we knew we ardy do our best : )&lt;br /&gt;The best we can be is always the best we showed and perform : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my lovely friend and family.&lt;br /&gt;all the best to me for my december final year project presentation.&lt;br /&gt;My next plan is to australia, and settle down my life there &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE FULLY EVERYTHING GOES WELL &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-8905105804986230029?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8905105804986230029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=8905105804986230029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8905105804986230029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8905105804986230029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2011/09/win-or-lose-pass-or-failed.html' title='Win Or Lose... Pass Or Failed'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4637067176895650170</id><published>2011-09-01T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T20:39:37.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful key</title><content type='html'>One percent inspiration, 99 percent perspiration"Edison's definition of genius has often been quoted to define success as well. Even before Edison, the rigors of success were described by painter Michelangelo thus "If people knew how hard I had to work to gain my mastery, it wouldn't seem wonderful at all."&lt;br /&gt;Achieving success is almost like finding God the destination is the same, but the roads are as varied as the seekers. All you need to do is choose your path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is success?&lt;br /&gt;Success may be described as the realization of an aim and for the realization of any aim hard work is essential. Hard work helps us to develop our potential to the maximum and strive for excellence in any field.&lt;br /&gt;Hard work makes us better prepared to face adverse situations. Hard work helps an athlete to persevere in a race and win it , it helps an average student to become extraordinary, it helps to transform destinies. Success is basically about how you can turn adverse situations in your favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, focus your energies in a concentrated manner on your goal and then start perspiring for it. The choice of the goal and the effort taken in reaching it are complementary: if you want to achieve something for the love of it, and not because it is the done thing, no amount of hard work would tire you. As De Bono puts it: "Successful people do often enjoy their work that it does not seem like work." According to a recent survey, success earned through hard work was the foremost factor responsible for a contented life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm."&lt;br /&gt;Behind every human effort lies a hope for success. So keen is his desire for success that he fails to see any value in failures. But one must remember that failures are the pillars of success. They provide us an opportunity to realize our shortcomings so that we can constantly strive to improve ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4637067176895650170?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4637067176895650170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4637067176895650170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4637067176895650170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4637067176895650170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2011/09/successful-key.html' title='Successful key'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-3663353587092680066</id><published>2011-08-05T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:50:32.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of life : )</title><content type='html'>Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or to help you figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b82AAb1wEsM/Tjy6A31EF1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/eEs5R3pGrTg/s1600/tn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" width="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b82AAb1wEsM/Tjy6A31EF1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/eEs5R3pGrTg/s320/tn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;possibly your roommate,neighbor, coworker, longlost friend, lover, or even a complete stranger but when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, willpower, or heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people you meet who affect your life, and the success and downfalls you experience help to create who you become. Even the bad experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are probably the most poignant and important ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart, forgive them, for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious when you open your heart. If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but because in a way, they are teaching you to love and how to open your heart and eyes to things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make every day count!!! Appreciate every moment and take from those moments everything that you possibly can for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people that you have never talked to before,and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free, and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don't believe in yourself, it will be hard for others to believe in you. You can make of your life anything you wish. Create your own life then go out and live it with absolutely no regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3663353587092680066?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3663353587092680066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3663353587092680066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3663353587092680066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3663353587092680066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2011/08/story-of-life.html' title='Story of life : )'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b82AAb1wEsM/Tjy6A31EF1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/eEs5R3pGrTg/s72-c/tn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4096779369697011506</id><published>2011-07-03T21:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:59:57.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is How to be a successful Man !</title><content type='html'>Success is measued by a level of social status or the vast achievement of an objective or a goal. Many men believe that being a success, is only designated to one particular area in life. But in reality, the key to being a successful man is measured in every area of your life. Only having success in one specific area, does not make you a true successful man. Being successful with your career, social status, women, family, friends, money, yourself, and what makes you happy is what being a succesful man is all about. Happiness should be number one, because when you're happy, you achieved success, and you can enjoy life, when you enjoy life, that is a definite success no matter who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some men have success in obtaining women, but lose them rather quickly when the relationship falls a part because they don't know how to hang on to them. Another guy could be brilliant at his work, but doesn't have the personality or communicative skills to achieve his full success. While others could have a girlfriend and the perfect job, and still could be miserable. That doesn't sound very successful does it? It is what you do, how you think, how you act, how hard you work, and where you put yourself, is the key to being a successful man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first and most important part of being a success, is focusing on yourself first. In order to achieve anything worthwile, you have to put yourself above others. Now, some people might say this is selfish, but it is the only way to go. Nobody can do it for you, you have to be able to put yourself above the top so you can focus on what you need to do to accomplish your goals to be a success. If you're always worried about what other people think about you, trying too hard to please others, afraid of hurting someone's feelings, afraid to do what you want to do, you will never be a success and will always fall behind in life trailing behind other people. Think about it... Think about the last time you were afraid to hurt somebody else's feelings. You put them above you, didn't you? You were trying to be a nice guy afraid to rock the boat or trying to be way too considerate. So you put them above you, and when it came time for that other person, the one who you were afraid to hurt their feelings, to do the same for you, what happened? They put themselves above you and you wound up with the hurt feelings. You were afraid to to put yourself first, and in the end, they put themselves above you. That is what successful people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men do this all the time with women, they are afraid of what they think about them, so they alter their thinking in their mind, and wind up placing the chick above them, which is a recipe for disaster. The chick has the higher value and the guy is a half a mile behind the starting gate, trying to catch up. The chick sees that he has the lower value and sees no interest in him. That's all because the guy did it to himself, with how he was acting, and what he was thinking about himself, which was displaying lower value being insecure. So, never give the chick the higher value or worry about what she thinks of you. When you display higher value, not acting insecure, not worrying about what she thinks about you, and making her qualify herself to you, you will have lots of success with women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true key to being a successful man is being happy, that is correct. If you're not happy and enjoying life, you're not much of a success. You have failed in that area, and all the achievements you have accomplished have gone to waste. You don't have to be a rich CEO with the most beautiful women to be a success. As long as you have a good job, have some social status, doing well. and are happy with what you do, that is being a success because you have achieved what you intended to accomplish in each area of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard at whatever you plan to become in life, is what you should be focusing on, and not let anybody distract you, or allow you not to obtain that goal. You need to put yourself first, so you can start to achieve your desired goal whatever it may be. If women, friends, family, poor mental thinking, try to get in the way, don't let them or it do that, this is your life, your goals, you should enter with a clear mind and put yourself first to achieve them , because if you don't, you never will, Don't think for a minute that somebody else would do the same for you, they want to be successful too, and they wouldn't let you stand in the way either, so don't let them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another factor in being successful, is your mind and how you think. That is the main reason why guys either make it or they fail. Positive, ambitious, optimistic men always come out ahead and obtain what they want. When you start thinking negative, feeling nervous, doubting yourself, you are doomed for failure in every area of life. You can't fully become that man of greatness with all those mental blocks full of negativity or insecurity. To be a winner, you need to break out of that pessimistic mold, take charge, and be in control of your desired goals because nobody can do them for you. They might be able to help you, but they cant do it for you, that is your job. That is why you need to focus with a positive mind and get a strong inner game. Not only wiil that help you with women, but it will help you in your career, you goals, and will improve you as a man. Without having that first, you won't become much of a success with anything, because you are holding yourself back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, by focusing on yourself first, being happy with your life, obtaining your goals with nobody holding you back, working hard at what you want to become, thinking positive and being ambitious , not reinforcing negative thoughts in your mind, being in control and in charge of your life, not worrying about what others think about you, indeed you will achieve success, and most likely in all areas of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember guys, women will come and go throughout your life, they can always be replaced. But it is you that should always focus on being successful in every aspect of your life, because being happy and putting yourself first is what makes you a definite success and what your life should be all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4096779369697011506?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4096779369697011506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4096779369697011506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4096779369697011506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4096779369697011506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-how-to-be-successful-man.html' title='This is How to be a successful Man !'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6415576038509734279</id><published>2010-11-23T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:04:35.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the way u treat me but somehow</title><content type='html'>I back to my blog again...it seem i been up together with the one i love for 6mth but our love sign is still hidding behind the scene,but somehow the love that showed across the world is high,day after day i feel my self is like being empty because i'm leaving for a year,within that year i'm still wondering how could u be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the times come u giving me a very big confident but somehow ur ears n heart will turn a lil bit when u r out there seriously, is not from my feeling is from the way u doing ur self. the moment u being stepped in the club u are very good but after a few cups of drink ur mind is turning...thats what i'm wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well the time im not in malaysia for jz a week, u like wanted to go out or club as well i said not to go sometimes but u keen wanted to go..somehow i know u r those hard to listen to ppl advice girl. i being ur boyfriend just wanted you to know that i love you and not to hope u turn to another feeling and looked at me..tats all.&lt;br /&gt;the 1st time i met u is like a very perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;withing this month n the rest of the day i wanted u to listen my advice even im not in malaysia. Somehow u still got the heart to show me from far away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6415576038509734279?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6415576038509734279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6415576038509734279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6415576038509734279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6415576038509734279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-way-u-treat-me-but-somehow.html' title='I love the way u treat me but somehow'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7126134281917697970</id><published>2010-10-31T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T02:00:40.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the time i missed all the blog days !</title><content type='html'>When I see you&lt;br /&gt;Memories appear&lt;br /&gt;Us together holding hands&lt;br /&gt;You long tight hugs&lt;br /&gt;You arms wrapped around me&lt;br /&gt;You tellin me "I don't want you to leave. Stay with me ."&lt;br /&gt;You having to bend over to give me a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Me having to reach up to you on my tippy toes&lt;br /&gt;You pulling me towards you&lt;br /&gt;Picking me up with a little spin&lt;br /&gt;Your smile when you see me&lt;br /&gt;Just seeing you happy makes my heart hurt&lt;br /&gt;You kiss her and my memories break and shatter to the floor&lt;br /&gt;You catch me looking at you but you don't give me d hug just a quick&lt;br /&gt;look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it ever get better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7126134281917697970?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7126134281917697970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7126134281917697970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7126134281917697970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7126134281917697970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/10/back-from-time-i-missed-all-blog-days.html' title='Back from the time i missed all the blog days !'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4465979559200586083</id><published>2010-07-21T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:26:31.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SmiLLing Star</title><content type='html'>Actually nothing much to blog bout for nwdays, just in the holiday mood : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday holiday now, nothing much to wondering. Just spend my time more with the one i love : ) I spend the hold holiday with you, and i'm happy to see u everyday with a great smile and happiness moment we sot sot there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully ur hand can recovered faster so that u can be back a super girl that can do n learn ur hair course comfortably. As well i'm happy day by day.&lt;br /&gt;Even sad or happy i also there with you : ) cheeexxxxx &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;I will spend my time more to the one love rather than friends or entertainment. This is who i am with my trueness&lt;3 Actually i feel meeting u more n more and it won't course me bored, i put away all the invitation and entertainment to spend with you.&lt;br /&gt;Thats me :) nvr felt bored with you at home, i feel more much comfortable : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again ILoveYou &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;GoodNightzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4465979559200586083?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4465979559200586083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4465979559200586083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4465979559200586083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4465979559200586083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/smilling-star.html' title='SmiLLing Star'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7353740486751824740</id><published>2010-07-18T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T05:46:02.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's real n not a dream</title><content type='html'>Well well well, im happy holiday now : ) between just finished my exam n is consider my last exam for my college!!! it feel more much better :) after end up the 2subject, i guess that i could get 2 A's and 2 B+ for 4 subject that i've taken for this last semester. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies,here am i gonna begin a big big suprise day ...&lt;br /&gt;i just done my exam and at night i was feeling to find my friend at G6 club.&lt;br /&gt;well im there with them,and have a happy day with them in there.&lt;br /&gt;especially someone there for me. thats u baby,&lt;br /&gt;well i will always be there like how i treat u.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is getting more n more power.&lt;br /&gt;the strengh is getting more n more stronger.&lt;br /&gt;i will be there whenever u r weak. don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;ur problem could be solved it whenever im there.&lt;br /&gt;i can do everything to secure u from being suffered like this.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i thinking wanted to sold out my soccer account and get the money&lt;br /&gt;to help ur parents but i scared that they will be shocked with a kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its need times to let everything settle it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment i kissed you and the moment you looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so much love between you and me. i kissed a girl i love&lt;br /&gt;and i never felt so strong with this kind of feeling for almost half year.&lt;br /&gt;here u come for me baby. i will always appreciate u.no matter how hard it goes&lt;br /&gt;i might be there with u n will gave u the 100% secure of ur life .&lt;br /&gt;Don't ignore or push away my decision. i have thinking day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be happy and stay strong. Love you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7353740486751824740?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7353740486751824740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7353740486751824740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7353740486751824740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7353740486751824740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-real-n-not-dream.html' title='It&apos;s real n not a dream'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-919215546756403404</id><published>2010-07-15T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T10:14:16.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study for the final paper for the last semester : )</title><content type='html'>Ops,finally 2 n half years gone like that, my final paper n exam is tmrw : )&lt;br /&gt;woopppsss.hahaha however i still need to be the great one to get n scores A's for my last semester. i doubt i can get 2A's out or 4 paper..but i hopefully can score it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last last paper, i can't imagine it. is the most n tough paper i ever seat on it : )&lt;br /&gt;the hardest paper and subject i ever taken. its Operating System. with UNIX AND LINUX programming paper. Wooottzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i got confident that i can do n pass it,because the one behind there is the most important one for me to go for it.after this : ) im happy and happy : )&lt;br /&gt;everything brand new : )haha.Love works in miracles every day such as weakening the strong, and stretching the weak making fools of the wise, and wise men of fools favouring the passions, destroying reason, and in a word, turning everything happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has no special talent&lt;br /&gt;No special beauty mark&lt;br /&gt;No invention with a patent&lt;br /&gt;No voice of a comely lark&lt;br /&gt;No hourglass physique&lt;br /&gt;No sunbeam likened smile&lt;br /&gt;No lingering mystique&lt;br /&gt;No manicured nails to file&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what she had she flaunted&lt;br /&gt;With the style of a fur- lined stole&lt;br /&gt;With the chic of a runway model&lt;br /&gt;She flashed her beautiful soul....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats you THE ONE &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-919215546756403404?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/919215546756403404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=919215546756403404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/919215546756403404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/919215546756403404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/study-for-final-paper-for-last-semester.html' title='Study for the final paper for the last semester : )'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4279041730260220906</id><published>2010-07-15T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:38:26.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A great Day of having a good Exam : )</title><content type='html'>Experience is a great advantage. The problem is that when you get the experience, you're too damned old to do anything about it.An expert is one who knows more and more about less and less.I just realize it : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance.Education is what remains after one has forgotten everything he learned in school.Experience is a good school, but the fees are high.Experience is a great advantage. The problem is that when you get the experience, you're too damned old to do anything about it.Experience is not what happens to you. It is what you do with what happens to you.Who dares to teach must never cease to learn.A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.What we want is to see the child in pursuit of knowledge, and not knowledge in pursuit of the child.Good teachers are those who know how little they know. Bad teachers are those who think they know more than they don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second past already done,n the feeling for me,is im proud of myself having a great time doing my exam in there,with a good mood why ?? because there are some one in my heart always wanna be the one that always support me : ) with her msg when i woke up early in the morning, thats the moment my mood comes with think of getting A's... exam is exam, studies is studies, but love power is totally different. i might be getting a very happy on it : ) i love you baby. u r the one there for me. Even ur feeling is not think of what i mean but for me tats my feeling. U r my strengh n master key in my life : ) muackkkss!! lots love to u baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4279041730260220906?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4279041730260220906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4279041730260220906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4279041730260220906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4279041730260220906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/great-day-of-having-good-exam.html' title='A great Day of having a good Exam : )'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4845051006121321151</id><published>2010-07-14T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T08:34:04.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Exam Exam</title><content type='html'>Exam mood come again : ) i felt very happy because it almost rch the destination. &lt;br /&gt;I just put out my night time after my exam, to meet someone special to me always. She seen in a kind of bad n sad day. I believe it can be steady and ready to get back up.&lt;br /&gt;She is a kind of working baby, like to work but don't like studies : ) depends on what studies it got : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be always around you..no matter how hard it goes on ur life. All the things have proof that im happy with you but sometimes i kind felt weird with ur feeling lor.Whenever i with you sometimes u got different guys called u but its ok. i trusted u so much with ur lovely notty feeling : ) be happy always. sometimes i felt very bad for myself that be the one for u, n letting u felt sanfu with ur ex finding you back. Thanks for treating me so good n nice, i appreciate it very much : ) Sometimes u notty notty with me but ur notty brings out some cute cute baby face.&lt;br /&gt;and u told me everything bout ur family i listened n tried to gave u some helpness, i mean so much to you from the beginning till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first met you, I admit I felt something special. In your eyes I see myself.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking if you felt the same way too.As moments gone by, we begun to know each other more and shared the same feelings.It is such a wonderful feeling everytime we are together, everytime we talk.But let me tell you, when we are apart, when we are silent, it is when my heart longs for you, wants to be with you, wants more of you.It is when you are not around that makes my heart grows deeper in love with you.And when we are together again, I found out that you truly deserve what I have decided and that is giving away my heart to you because I love you.I love you enough to trust you with all my heart.Enough to know that with you, I am secure.&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes, I am such a childish one, a child who feels fear around his surroundings. Like a mouse in the desert, afraid of being bitten by predators. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean, and I am grateful because you always gives me strength, hope and a feeling of assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you hold my hands, I feel your comfort and then I know a man is ready enough to fight for me, to take care of me and that man is you and so I am grateful to have you,Whatever life may bring you, whatever mood you have, whatever you do,whatever your decision is, I am here, and I will be here to support you. Love has come our way, we don’t know how, we even can’t explain.We just felt it, let it grow and now we are sharing a love – I believe no one can really understand. As what I have told you before, I can’t promise a life with always happiness because there will be times that we will be sad but this is for sure, no matter what happens I am here just for you – I’ll be.&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is to call me and open up everything you want to say.&lt;br /&gt;I am here to listen to you, support you, to walk in every step of the way…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A journey ahead of us will not be easy but it will be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;We will do it together.Whatever trials we will be facing, all I want is your hand to hold mine knowing that we can do it together; together we will pass every test, every trial that may come our way.With you, I know everything’s gonna be fine. With you and me, together we will be.&lt;br /&gt;I love you be the one always for you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;smile baby from "eDDie" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue my studies : )mood mood baby baby baby i need u seat beside me someday for my another exam to hugz on me, i can study more n more comfortable : ) Muaccksss!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4845051006121321151?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4845051006121321151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4845051006121321151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4845051006121321151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4845051006121321151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/exam-exam-exam.html' title='Exam Exam Exam'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-3226117151139714512</id><published>2010-07-13T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T03:18:03.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Week</title><content type='html'>I have been studies the whole night and burning the mid-night oil... felt so happy that i gonna graduate soon : ) being a part of that i also quite happy with my self now. and there is someone that always right bside me, thats u Wai Kuan, without you i cant success my studies. : ) Xppp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway here are one of the pic i snap in the exam hall while still examing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/?action=view&amp;current=Photo0069.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/Photo0069.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i miss you there &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3226117151139714512?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3226117151139714512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3226117151139714512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3226117151139714512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3226117151139714512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/exam-week.html' title='Exam Week'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/th_Photo0069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6487827719685897778</id><published>2010-07-12T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:21:17.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving u is the happiness moment</title><content type='html'>Is all start with a hot bowl of water like it can't stop burning. As i said so, nothing more much to care than how we turn ourself to.. i have prepared a very special lovely dinner for ur bday that coming soon on 2 December as well is all some special things coming too. i won't let u feel the hardness with me,because the reason im choosing u is, the way u caring me and the lovely smile that u given to me,that nobody can gave me as only u can. I only make u my only and not making me n u lonely. Every day n night i been waiting u to go studies and back from studies safely. All i can do is to gave u a better life for this moment as im still beside you, its only for u n it last forever, even u r nt beside me someday i will always remember the day u spend with me. Can i have a words to u... do u love me ? as how i love u. Will you marry me ?&lt;br /&gt;all this a my question towards u. A special moment that hard to makes me forgottable is, u watched the world cup finals with me, even we cant ended the match fully but we done the 1st part of it. i missed the world cup moment n i hope it never ends, n repeating the second back to 1second for jumping every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Baby Wai Kuan, i'm Eddie here seriously love you deeply with my loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/?action=view&amp;current=sandses.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/sandses.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE 3 words thats always in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some edition poem for u : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/?action=view&amp;current=love-07.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/love-07.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day after day im wating for you to be mine most special baby &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6487827719685897778?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6487827719685897778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6487827719685897778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6487827719685897778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6487827719685897778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/loving-u-is-happiness-moment.html' title='Loving u is the happiness moment'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/th_sandses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-3380008619200146753</id><published>2010-07-09T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T09:43:47.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of my thinking mind</title><content type='html'>there are many ways to settle everything down, i know that i cant help u much but i hopefully i can help you. Coz i treated ur parents like my half of my parents also.&lt;br /&gt;I know that sometimes i can't stand for somethings that u do but i kinda felt so sorry to you. I can't do more than what someone out there can do,maybe u will listened to his advice more than me but is alright, at the end of the day u will know that who is the real one, some one that been treated u so idiotic but u still think of the 2years relationship. yea u r right u can think of it but some times please think of me coz i could be the victims thats felt pain to see wat u doing there, i keep every single words all the day long till now. i hope i could be the one that can stand with u every second u fall n needed. sometimes i feel sad but i just ignore the 1second that i told u so that its wont make our relation getting worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the day i go up n down from ur house, tapao food, fetch u go here and there without saying anything, i just hope that i can give u everything u want. I just treat u only with my full of heart. i have changed myself in my lifestyle,i was seating and thinking all the time, when only u can be the one that can keep happily n satisfy each other heart ??? i trust u however sometimes u do something i don't really like but i hope that u don't lao gai enough jor. tats all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today i was thinking when only u awake, u told n says u try u put him away but u failed to do it, i can do it because i know that i only wanna treat u Only, thats y i went for doctor check up n have some pills to forget the past. I can do it,so means u also can do it.. i hope u can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day i brought my smile all the way out with u,because i love you thats all. All i wish n hope is u can be my side and love me. Please love me morethan everything. Be happy n stand strong all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all of my heart, body ,and soul. You complete me. You make my life worth living. To have known you and to have loved you has been the most beautiful dream. I can only hope that I never wake up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3380008619200146753?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3380008619200146753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3380008619200146753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3380008619200146753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3380008619200146753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/out-of-my-thinking-mind.html' title='Out of my thinking mind'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-39774499102267082</id><published>2010-07-06T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T14:50:50.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheeseee Memories</title><content type='html'>What a day again for me to think bout the memories that we spend together.&lt;br /&gt;just randomly think bout it before i went out to hang kai kai..hehe&lt;br /&gt;here are some pic sayang : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/?action=view&amp;current=29354_460431347177_514702177_622548.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/29354_460431347177_514702177_622548.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DAY I WENT PD WITH PARENTS AND I WROTE YOUR NAME ON THE SANDS &lt;3I MISS YOU FROM FAR AWAY &lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/?action=view&amp;current=29354_460431292177_514702177_622547.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/29354_460431292177_514702177_622547.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU &lt;3 BIG BIG ON THE SANDS ! haha&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/?action=view&amp;current=29354_460431307177_514702177_622547.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/29354_460431307177_514702177_622547.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the special ONE with your name and my name :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/?action=view&amp;current=256203_7931642_n.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/256203_7931642_n.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st time i brought u there for buffet dinner. the 1st baby boy to bring u there,n mum mum..miss the day &lt;3&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/?action=view&amp;current=37262_407171609778_544154778_455963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/37262_407171609778_544154778_455963.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at Quattro baby..this is the 1st wish club for u,that u said u wanna go, here u r : ) i brought u there : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/?action=view&amp;current=36010_467316432177_514702177_640903.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/36010_467316432177_514702177_640903.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deng deng !! nice nice n sweet sweet picture &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL i can is the stay strong with every moment till we get in love together baby.&lt;br /&gt;I just so happy with our days. we see n meet each other. but the best things for me is,i willing to do everything for u,like cham cha, take snacks,and wash n cook together. oppss!!! somemore mop ah girl PPEEEEE!!! haha... i will to do for u whenever u are lazy. sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after day i feel so much better with my happiness : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-39774499102267082?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/39774499102267082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=39774499102267082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/39774499102267082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/39774499102267082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/say-cheeseee-memories.html' title='Say Cheeseee Memories'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2010/th_29354_460431347177_514702177_622548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7796048398355241188</id><published>2010-07-05T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:01:23.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every night in my Dreams.</title><content type='html'>Things that come around and goes around, what a new day again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad days passed after 2days my car break down..with a rims damage. My so called sayang drove me home but she failed to ignore the big whole n hit into it,between i din angry or what,tats my feeling. The 1st things i wanted to know is not the car damage parts is how is she on that time,maybe she scared me will scold her but i wont. Anyway i never felt so heart breaking when i saw the rims gone like tat, the only thing i want on that time is, fetch her home early n safety without letting her parents worried. &lt;br /&gt;The next day i woke up,early in the morning came back from her house under a freaking heavy rain. before i walk out from her house,i went over to kiss her on her head to signals im going back, but she kinda cute with her sleeping pattern.haha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day after finished my work n getting closer to my final exam. i felt so happy of it. Tats a good n bad news for me. Good news is , i gonna graduate soon : ) n the bad news is I don't know where am i heading too. Tats kinda weird for me Xp !!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i felt its hard for me n sometimes i scared tat u will go back to him,between i'm in my way to get ur heart love,but there is some crashed around me. sorry to know that a guy is calling to couple back with his ex-girlfriend which i so in love with, but there is something sad is. i don't know how to describe it out based on my feelings. all the things i can do i sure can do it without asking or teaching. I chasing her for 4 months,its ok for me to do everything for her, i treat her very very good and nothing that can make me treat them better than her. I seriously in love with you,but i kinda giving u time,actually sometimes i don't like but i din expressing out my feeling because tats not my problem, i don't know y i still wanna care on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats true that u still got the feeling toward him, but the main problem for u is " You can't suffering like that again, its gonna take u a badly life time to recover it trust me" &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully he can stop calling you back to Friends tittle to me,its no different with girlfriend and boyfriend that texting and calling everyday and night...yeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for god putting us together everyday n night with seing each other &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message to you even i don't know you but i know that u hates me. "Ket Shun"&lt;br /&gt;" THINGS HAS PASSED N THERE IS NO U-TURN FOR MISTAKEN THAT U HAVE DONE,BETWEEN A GIRL LIKE WAI KUAN IS THE PERFECT ONE EVER I MET,SHE DOESN'T ACCEPTED ME BECAUSE SHE STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU AND I DIN'T BLAME U FOR FINDING HER BUT THE WAY U TREAT HER IS TOTALLY OVER,ONCE I SAW THE MESSAGE U SEND TO HER PAST WEEKS,ITS TOTALLY HURT HER BADLY BUT U R ONE OF THE GUYS THAT THINK UR OWN GOODS. SORRY I KEEP CHASING HER AFTER I BEING UP SO CLOSED WITH HER, IM THERE TO BRING HER AWAY FOR THE DARKWAY THAT U HAVE GIVEN TO HER. I DO MY JOB VERY CLEARLY N NICELY FOR HER BEING UP A PERFECT ONE AND BE THE ONE THERE FOR HER ALL THE TIME, I ALSO GOT 1 TIMES HURTS HER DAMD BADLY N I PROMISED TO CHANGE N BE THE GOOD ONE, AFTER THAT INCIDENTS I CHANGED MYSELF TO THE PERFECT ONE,BECAUSE I KNOW THAT WHAT SHE WANTS WITHOUT TELLING ME, I WILL SHOW HER HOW MUCH I LOVE HER,N I HOPE U CAN STOP BEING LIKE TAT,ITS NOT WORTH FOR YOU IN THE FORCING BACK TO LOVE,TATS ONLY GOES BACK TO THE WORS'T EVER MOMENT. I DOING MY RESPONSIBILITY TO TAKE CARE HER N LOVE HER. I DO EVERYTHING WITHOUT GIVING A BROKEN PROMISED AND NEVER LIE TO HER. I can do for Waikuan that i forget n put down  my 4 ex girlfriend before this because i know tats girl are usually keep quite but behind of them they are all the feeling towards us. i hopefully u can find other one that suit you K.S " i respect u for so long n i din even think before wanted to scold or find u out,because i do respect u n waikuan situation".........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please look forward K.S and don't try to pull back the string that u have let go,tats flew too high once u let go,tats y must appreciated every moment without lies on her. n i'm the one who grabbed the strings now. please do not disturb our live. tats all i wanted u to know and awake.n i din't mean that u can get her but the chances for u are GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep dy,i freaking tired now. &lt;br /&gt;will be continue.......&lt;3 expression sessionn....to my self&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7796048398355241188?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7796048398355241188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7796048398355241188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7796048398355241188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7796048398355241188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-read-ur-blogz-before-i-slept.html' title='Every night in my Dreams.'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4758914350463967709</id><published>2010-06-19T12:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T12:11:25.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just asking n knowing for once</title><content type='html'>Everything begin in way of life is kinda weird for these days, but i do try to treat it in the best way ! Is already know for truth maybe just accept it but i do really sigh! i don't wat to say. Please don't mess me young boys, i don't really wanna play and game around with it but please don't force me. coz im just respecting her as well.&lt;br /&gt;i never do things that feel bad to her after once but times time i do really in the serious way. so please don't disturb me n my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4758914350463967709?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4758914350463967709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4758914350463967709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4758914350463967709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4758914350463967709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-just-asking-n-knowing-for-once.html' title='I&apos;m just asking n knowing for once'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6421103522566705169</id><published>2010-06-10T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:09:56.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We might share together</title><content type='html'>What a nice day again but quite hot :) i'm done with my job.&lt;br /&gt;ever since my self turn to other me,i felt there is many things have changed and i been protecting myself from others ppl to get to knw me. I'm a sticky person but while its very hard for this moment. I'm waiting and waiting day after day..&lt;br /&gt;i might be having some bored day without you someday but i keen to have a happy moment toward you. &lt;br /&gt;The day i will be leaving you, i guess its the day i'm down..but for life i should be doing on my own way, for love i might be doing together with you.some how is quite complicated on your side but i don't feel any painless on it because i swear before for all the promised. it could never ever break it. till one day u leave me, the broken heart will following you all over with you. because we have our day with colorful memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6421103522566705169?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6421103522566705169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6421103522566705169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6421103522566705169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6421103522566705169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-might-share-together.html' title='We might share together'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4179298258162044361</id><published>2010-06-06T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:13:13.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for the next happy day</title><content type='html'>In this moment i feels what i felt in the right one. I hopefully is a best secure for my entire life : )&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i awake or sleep i just need u be my side &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well woke up in the morning i'm just too rush to prepare and getting over to the cake shop to take the "kayang kok" that's my hometown most famous cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i tot bring someone to desapark city for a walk and see dogs but she felt lazy to walk so i'm just going for another places. haha&lt;br /&gt;soon while after we've a short walk we decided to go over Kepong manjalara to have our steamboat night, it's quite fun on that night with fully laughing voice through bro patt and william.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whenever we finish our chatting session i sending my sweet one back : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats wat a short daily life &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4179298258162044361?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4179298258162044361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4179298258162044361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4179298258162044361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4179298258162044361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/preparing-for-next-happy-day.html' title='Preparing for the next happy day'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7885105188129769937</id><published>2010-06-05T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T07:30:33.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day with a smile</title><content type='html'>Woke up early in the morning go get my car, the 1st things i think is find u.&lt;br /&gt;haha: ) anyway how i really got the chances to find u, haha&lt;br /&gt;Fruits days and hokkien mee &lt;3 wat a nice day enjoying buying fruits at market and eat eat hokkien with biii biii parents : ) although is too much but they do finished it the next day. hahahappy happy2nd day i woke up, thinking bi bi said that she wanna watch movie, i fai fai bring my car to tint and ftch her to movie. wat movie we watch ! here we goes ! the "night mare on elm street"WE BOTH GEH SHOCKED !! hehe,but we do enjoy the movie till the end &lt;3&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=a-nightmare-on-elm-street.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/a-nightmare-on-elm-street.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie we went over myvistreet TT at aman suria having some supper then ftch princess back o..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met police block but we escape it : ) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a nice day &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that coming more and more days we can get more happy n happier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7885105188129769937?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7885105188129769937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7885105188129769937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7885105188129769937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7885105188129769937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-with-smile.html' title='A day with a smile'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6096702564255021010</id><published>2010-05-31T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:38:50.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back from my busy+est day of my life</title><content type='html'>Well well well,Peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=at2319copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/at2319copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from the longest day of outing without blogging. i'm reborn now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back to my blog once again, since the last time i wrote is before my ex gf leave me kinda sad but now i put down everything in the past as i looking forward to the one that i wanted to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i'm feeling more much better than normal day as well because i met some one special that nice to me and care of me in all the time,no matter i angry,sad and emo she is the one to chill me up but sometimes she do leave me alone very yam gong behind there hahahaha.. but i know that got some certain reason ..btw i don't care tat as well,the important things is she knows what's my feeling toward her. tats all. Opss.. yea and i hope that i won't dissapointed me as well &lt;3hahaIn this shortly few month i have done a lots of outdoor activities. such as joining a charity team to do some donation,hanging out with friend to melaka 2days trip, to PD with car club friend, some how it was fun and happy to me because someone special below is guiding me all over my day n life even some places she was not with me doesn't mean that the steps that i walk she doesn't followed. Hehe..i'm happy to met her,she is the only one tat i found and wait hardly and leave it very hard which means not gonna leave her no matter what. I'm pure to her Here she is with the cute cute chubby face and a sweet smile :) haha&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=Fullscreencapture165201072641PMbmp.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/Fullscreencapture165201072641PMbmp.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of memories and memorable day with her. maybe we are just like couple but in the meanwhile we both are just give time to each other to build up a happy relationship. Actually for this few months we are like getting closer n closer but their is one "sickening attitude that popping up in my mind is 16thMay2010" i can't believed that i so mad of that night. Everything are just gone out of the candle after a short reaction that made by me. " I'm so so sorry to you"WK", i don't really mean it every thing. but just a short day for me awake and clearance all the dirty memories with my past, having a doctor check up with my mentally, its finally found out the way for my self to stand up to chill n hope she gave a final chances to me. i do hope she can make up her mind someday to hold my hand tightly...all i wanted to be is " with her wk " thats all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others girls i don't think and wanted to go for it because i'm already pure with the truness i given to her... With my trueness heart and a hard way to being up until today. i will never ever give up. I guess all the way i guide her, she will feel happy but some how one day i'm not here and able to see her like how i want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do my final decision that i wanted to stay at malaysia to get up my studies and plan all my job nicely, i hope that i can bring out the brightness of me to shine all over the world n especially you there. I hope that u read this and don't feel that i'm not worth to do it to u, but its all are my feeling and wishes. For my last and one more chances to get in love again is all depends on you there. I only can said is WAIT n be Patient... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=Photoon2010-03-23at00193copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/Photoon2010-03-23at00193copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DAY I MET YOU LOVE &lt;3Swearing to god and make all the expression out here because i'm felt that myself are a failure and i can't do and wish everything i want but u are the wishes god send to me and protect u from the sadness u caring for so long. i hope that i could curse all the sadness n turn into a happy life : ) is all i wish in my entire life,if it's hard for you to accept my loyalty then it will just make my day getting worst and down day by day.&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=30214_445762102177_514702177_584459.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/30214_445762102177_514702177_584459.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Curve WAI KUAN name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=on my hand is because i wanted to shows that i seriously holding on forever, i nvr do this as a game or a replacement like wat it so called.&lt;br /&gt;It's a truthly love story i ever wanted to begin ! I never felt like this crazy before. Even u don't care and trying to put me away but i will never let you know that i'm forever following ur steps that u take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my wishes destine that wanted to bring u for a holiday : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=Berjaya_Redang_Beach_Resort.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/Berjaya_Redang_Beach_Resort.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BERJAYA REDANG RESORT ! here is the places tat i wanted to bring u.&lt;br /&gt;rmber "NEMO " u told me : ) here is ur wish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that i can afford to gave i will say "YES n NEVER" said no. I sayang you means i seriously sayang you. never ever gonna leave u. even u found a nice guy in ur future i will just keep quite and silent myself to walk away to a far far places that we will never ever gonna meet again, this is my attitude i can't erase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you i can do whatever that you feel happy, is not bout money but its bout happiness &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog is prepare by eddielee on time of 2.40am &lt;br /&gt;1-6-2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6096702564255021010?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6096702564255021010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6096702564255021010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6096702564255021010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6096702564255021010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-back-from-my-busyest-day-of-my-life.html' title='I&apos;m back from my busy+est day of my life'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-3074857891869612842</id><published>2010-02-16T04:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T04:45:57.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have just read the Astrology for my Sign today</title><content type='html'>Diplomatic and popular, the Snake has the sensual art of seduction down. This Sign is an interesting mix of gregariousness paired with introversion, intuitive reasoning paired with savvy business skills. Snakes are considered to be lucky with money and will generally have more than enough to live life to the fullest, regardless of how important it considers money to be; this may be due to the fact that Snakes tend to be rather tight with cash. They're not stingy, they're simply more mentally than physically active. Snakes tend to hang back a bit in order to analyze a situation before jumping into it. Their charming, seductive quality actually belies a rather retiring nature; this Sign is perfectly happy to spend the whole day curled up with a good book and, thus, can be mislabeled as being lazy. The Snake is somewhat insecure deep down and tend to be a rather jealous, possessive lover, behavior that can end up alienating loved ones. Despite these less-than-stellar tendencies, however, the Snake often proves irresistible and is a generous, loving partner. Slightly dangerous and disarmingly smart, the Snake's philosophical and intuitive mind generally supersedes logic in favor of feelings and instinct. Snakes will rely on their own gut reactions and intuitions before turning to others for suggestions. This makes this Sign a great hand in any business venture, possessing the caution and smarts needed to get ahead. Snakes are hard workers (when they see good reason to be!) and are possessed of a keen intelligence. Snakes have incredible follow-through, once they get going, and they expect the same from others. Thus, their coworkers and employees had best stay on their toes, lest they anger the Snake and suffer its poisonous bite! In general, of course, Snakes are generous and genteel, charming and appealing. Snakes must try to learn humility and to develop a stronger sense of self. Once Snakes realize that confidence comes from within, they will finally be comfortable in their own skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LOVE SIGN FOR ME AND YOU &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Snake and the Monkey may have too many opposing qualities to get along very well. They do both love to have a good time and are both charming and popular; this may be the saving grace of their relationship or it may simply point to the forum in which they initially connect. However, the Snake’s popularity and seductive charm belie a much more reserved nature; this sign is actually something of a homebody, one that loves to curl up and lose itself in a good book. The Monkey, on the other hand, is always interested in having a good time, in following its own pleasures and adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lovers, these two might have a lot of fun together going out on the town with friends; they are also capable of an intense sexual connection. However, the Snake tends to be the jealous, possessive type, and the Monkey will have a hard time not providing reason for the Snake’s jealousies to flare up. The Monkey is a loyal sign and, though it does have the potential to be an unfaithful lover, won’t necessarily fulfill that potential; however, its urge to be out with a different group every night will leave the Snake worrying anyway, no matter how faithful the Monkey has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these two are in business together, they can make it work — if they can figure out how to get along. If they can avoid arguments, their opposite styles could actually be complementary. The Monkey is a go-getter who follows its fortune wherever it leads; this sign loves a challenge. The Snake is a more careful, deliberate worker; though sometimes considered lazy, this sign will work long and hard toward a goal it believes in. The Snake also tends to be very lucky with money, but may tire of the Monkey’s fun-loving nature. These two signs will likely compete with one another for the position as front person, and the Snake may ultimately put in more work than the Monkey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3074857891869612842?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3074857891869612842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3074857891869612842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3074857891869612842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3074857891869612842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-just-read-astrology-for-my-sign.html' title='I have just read the Astrology for my Sign today'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4174764847523331176</id><published>2010-02-14T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:47:11.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Having A bad New Year</title><content type='html'>This what i got for my new year ! Im shocked!! what a bad day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Its totally out of my mind ! i put all my time n afford in this car at last it just gone with a second ! Puffffff !!! fire up!  between im very up sad for this year New Year. It's god present it to me ! huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=22458_347314657177_514702177_503898.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/22458_347314657177_514702177_503898.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i can't believe it ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between i've discuss with my dad to get me the next big machine after i got the claim money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda Jazz EuroStyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=typeluxbodykit-9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/typeluxbodykit-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda Civic FD2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=FD_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/FD_1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4174764847523331176?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4174764847523331176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4174764847523331176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4174764847523331176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4174764847523331176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-having-bad-new-year.html' title='I Having A bad New Year'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-5065158350733784623</id><published>2010-02-11T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:03:21.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm finding the way back to love</title><content type='html'>Just recently bump up with a girl name "Secret" is like everything shocked me.&lt;br /&gt;Fall so fast on it, maybe the feeling are so strong toward me n her. I stop my blogging because i found that i'm just too much of writing. but i will update it, whenever my mood comes. Just in the short time we met each other. Erm,Can feel that we are happy together and the sweet moment we are eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need a break n hav a good sleep,&lt;br /&gt;its late for me. mood coming back badly !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-5065158350733784623?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5065158350733784623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=5065158350733784623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5065158350733784623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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will update soon : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-1428389042183710770?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1428389042183710770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=1428389042183710770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1428389042183710770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1428389042183710770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-busy.html' title='Been 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/&gt;My lil sis was there too..Huggies*&lt;br /&gt;so jz looking forward&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6611140964297221678?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6611140964297221678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6611140964297221678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6611140964297221678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6611140964297221678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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there with my frenz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats all for today.&lt;br /&gt;bored bloggezzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-5407295920920117496?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5407295920920117496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=5407295920920117496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5407295920920117496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5407295920920117496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;i told my self not eat so late but hungry for me.&lt;br /&gt;so i went out makan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess nwdays my night life getting less ler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3776768970413465816?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3776768970413465816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3776768970413465816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3776768970413465816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3776768970413465816'/><link rel='alternate' 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home cook bah ku teh..and fetch my aunty back to sg.buloh.&lt;br /&gt;huhu.. while tat im waiting my bro linus call me out to laundry hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a bored waiting at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6595195122023775188?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6595195122023775188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6595195122023775188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6595195122023775188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;then &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait till late night 6.30pm Dicson'z bro called me to genting.&lt;br /&gt;So i have no plan on the night.&lt;br /&gt;straightly go only o.&lt;br /&gt;By the way,i was play the basketball shooting for 45mint..haha.&lt;br /&gt;Make it fast to up-hill n make is fast down hill&lt;br /&gt;by draging huuuuu..i nvr drove like tat crazy b4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw after walk around 1st world for few hour, then we started to chao&lt;br /&gt;back.. while half way going back we stopped at gotong jaya having Prawn mee section : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till clock turn 2.30am we chaoing lorr....&lt;br /&gt;Like that counted as a day ardy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3649647084395580052?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-2139748367109990567</id><published>2010-01-15T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T07:26:44.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family day : )</title><content type='html'>Today woke up deadly around 2pm n packing all my stuff chao-ing from PJ&lt;br /&gt;before that i stopped by to Vicky hse past her the Photoshop CD&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to install to her MacBook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while 4pm i rched my hometown straightly went out with my mum to the new hse.&lt;br /&gt;After chilling awhile at the new hse, i went back home straightly sleep for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7pm here comes getting ready to grandma b'day dinner..huhu&lt;br /&gt;was very full n drink quite lots...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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)'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-150905457734857352</id><published>2010-01-14T12:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:33:56.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless days</title><content type='html'>For today i have nothing much to talk bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth special for me to share ! &lt;br /&gt;just at home : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-150905457734857352?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6009432636572173273</id><published>2010-01-13T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T12:40:47.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back up!</title><content type='html'>1 &gt; 2 &gt; 3&lt;br /&gt;got a calls from friends that wanna hang out for night plan.&lt;br /&gt;goshhh... tot going out for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;1pm went lunch with my roomates kALVIN, then chao-ing to SS3 buy chairs.&lt;br /&gt;rch home having a short FB. then i chaoing to Sunway look after my stuff ! uhuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while , i was damd bored on the time, came home have a short nap..&lt;br /&gt;till late night. Went out with PAT n Ivan to sEapark snooker...&lt;br /&gt;huhu.. finish up every thing around 10.20pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home bath n chaoing out to Cheras having a drink with&lt;br /&gt;Ivan n Linus..&lt;br /&gt;we are damd damd talkative ..&lt;br /&gt;talk bout the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up sleep now&lt;br /&gt;badly post for today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6009432636572173273?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6009432636572173273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6009432636572173273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6009432636572173273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6009432636572173273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-back-up.html' title='Getting back up!'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4753102237337680054</id><published>2010-01-12T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:33:47.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tik-tok days</title><content type='html'>HUHU....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went out with April and Vicky to midvalley having my chit chat season in there!&lt;br /&gt;Long time no c, but she changed a lots.. finally April'z paid for today meals! !&lt;br /&gt;got shocked ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we went 1utama, until there.. April bump up with her frenz tat so call lengzai.&lt;br /&gt;so she jz put me n vicky away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after clock turned 10pm ...i chao-ing from 1utama..to laundry bar with Linus,Allen,Dicson,Patt,Ivan and JunMin... we went there having out drink..&lt;br /&gt;huhuuu,, cost dy RM330 haha! but anyway how we went for second round to Sactuary having our drinks there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while at tat time i bump up with simon n andrew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tik tok tik tok until&lt;br /&gt;2am i chao-ing coz need to fetch Vicky home's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sending Vicky homes i went over to OUG ate porridge with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n now juz rch home..4am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4753102237337680054?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4753102237337680054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4753102237337680054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4753102237337680054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4753102237337680054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/tik-tok-days.html' title='Tik-tok days'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-1412139323744450275</id><published>2010-01-11T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:33:11.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicety day for me : )</title><content type='html'>Open my eyes at 10am went out having my breakfast with mum&lt;br /&gt;chaoing back to PJ...having my class. 1st day back to college&lt;br /&gt;straightly go for 4hour class without stopping ! gossshhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but luckily happy lor. but heavy force to run home.&lt;br /&gt;cz hungry..then went out tapao MCD!!hooohuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came back home ate.after finished my McD&lt;br /&gt;having a short rest at home.&lt;br /&gt;till 7.30pm got called from dicson we went out to JunMin house and go Bah Ku Teh :)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;while eating bah ku teh.&lt;br /&gt;We are discussing whr to go next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally every one make up their mind go for movie&lt;br /&gt;we watched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/old%20dogs" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i743.photobucket.com/albums/xx75/StephanieandJoe92/Posters/OldDogs.jpg" border="0" alt="Old Dogs Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny hell..after finished my movie. we went oug have our drinks there! &lt;br /&gt;after 2.30am i chaoing back home lor..&lt;br /&gt;then hav a short drink with roomates kalvin..&lt;br /&gt;drank Dewas 12yrs..huhu&lt;br /&gt;and now getting in to my dream again.. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-1412139323744450275?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1412139323744450275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=1412139323744450275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1412139323744450275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1412139323744450275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/nicety-day-for-me.html' title='Nicety day for me : )'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i743.photobucket.com/albums/xx75/StephanieandJoe92/Posters/th_OldDogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4202221880596690867</id><published>2010-01-10T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T10:45:17.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool dayz</title><content type='html'>Wuu!! today is my 1st time of 2010 woke up so early&lt;br /&gt;haha! i wokeup since 9am.. went out having a nice nice curry mee that i din ate for few weeks dy..i just don't feel like eating too much nowdays ,cz due to some reason haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway having a bored day at home also, facing facebook..like stupid faller.&lt;br /&gt;huhu..i also don't know wat to do. Beside that i was polishing my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;haha...clean enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till late night i got call's from frenz. going up genting having a nice nice supper with them.. Is quite tired for me to drove up there.&lt;br /&gt;but seem all frenz suggested to go up ! so me too ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway jz rch home 2.30am huhuu&lt;br /&gt;luckily enough time for me to blog !haha&lt;br /&gt;nights peoples!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4202221880596690867?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4202221880596690867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4202221880596690867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4202221880596690867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4202221880596690867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/cool-dayz.html' title='Cool dayz'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-4680984110204373706</id><published>2010-01-09T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:35:24.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggeling</title><content type='html'>I having a bad day last9..huhu&lt;br /&gt;laptop broke down, + my charger i forgotten to take back.&lt;br /&gt;today only i brought bek my charger! huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for yesterday i went out to Simon's shops n do my car for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;thn i got a call for my so call lover Miki... from 1utama.&lt;br /&gt;after done my things i straightly went over to 1utama. having a drink with her.&lt;br /&gt;between Janice was there too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after hangout almost 2 n half hour. i went back home having a short nap. coz tat time i was damd tiring huh! &lt;br /&gt;some how i having my nap almost 1hour.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my buddies to call me out to drink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time rch almost 10.30pm &lt;br /&gt;ivan pang,linus,pat,mini and me gathering together to eckywoobe drink.&lt;br /&gt;huh!!&lt;br /&gt;on our half way drinking Dicson n Daphne coming to join us too : )&lt;br /&gt;huhu! anyway we just have our fun joke our there : )till 1.30am&lt;br /&gt;then 2nd round we went snooker ! huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess 2.30am sharp i chao-ing from Kota Damansara to Hometown rawang&lt;br /&gt;...tats for yesterday haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for today nothing much ler..&lt;br /&gt;went out tapao Laksa then fetch parents back to ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;just reach ipoh i was taking my freak long nap at all the way till 5.30pm i awake myself n get ready to subang having my bro's bday! "BENPAUL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the freaking heavy rain all the way from Tg.Malim highway to Subang.&lt;br /&gt;i meet up with vincent at damansara toll and we go together from the damansara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the jam jam jam jam time we chao-ing from there! &lt;br /&gt;huhu...finally rch USJ at 7.30pm haha! &lt;br /&gt;we are happy tat we aint late ! huhu&lt;br /&gt;so sum how we ate our dinner there and &lt;br /&gt;after the dinner we went John house watch movie !&lt;br /&gt;time rocking till 11pm we chao-ing and ronda ronda at sunway area..nothing much to do lor.. huhu.. i chao-ing sharp 12am and rch hometown 12.40am..i speeding all the way back ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i time for me to take a break n have a good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-4680984110204373706?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4680984110204373706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=4680984110204373706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4680984110204373706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/4680984110204373706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/struggeling.html' title='Struggeling'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-3094237016839203013</id><published>2010-01-07T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T12:47:44.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiredness</title><content type='html'>Tired day for today! huh ! felt crazily tired after all.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12PM, Felt like going out but then every one was working huhuu..&lt;br /&gt;so no choice force to go out my self : )&lt;br /&gt;nth much to do at 1st but then went Monster Garage sunway ..&lt;br /&gt;find my friend Ah Wah, chit chat awhile..&lt;br /&gt;till late noon came home wash my car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after washing my car damd tired huhuuu.&lt;br /&gt;straightly went bath and prepare to go arcade at 1utama.. :)&lt;br /&gt;hhahahaa!! with pat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we playing we started to discuss bout the Night plan.&lt;br /&gt;we planning to go maison...&lt;br /&gt;haha! &lt;br /&gt;is my 1st day going back to club for this year 2010&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;happily..bump in many frenz there.&lt;br /&gt;my housemate also there! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and few more frenz that we din met quite long ago : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally rch 3am i chao-ing my self from maison &lt;br /&gt;to subang Canai yamcha with few frenz..&lt;br /&gt;huuhuuu&lt;br /&gt;now ardy 5am going to bed soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3094237016839203013?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3094237016839203013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3094237016839203013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3094237016839203013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3094237016839203013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/tiredness.html' title='tiredness'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-9115134790073465428</id><published>2010-01-06T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:50:09.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny day!</title><content type='html'>Today is my 1st day back to college&lt;br /&gt;but i felt so funny,coz i went in to the class tat subject i din't take :)&lt;br /&gt;so however i straightly walked out from the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chao-ing to ate dim sum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dim sum i went Giant bought my daily uses stuff..&lt;br /&gt;after rch home rest for an hour i went Tropicana City Mall alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming behind Dicson and Daphene &lt;br /&gt;we watch together again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVATAR!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i575.photobucket.com/albums/ss200/ChicoVip22/Avatar.jpg" border="0" alt="Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming next we went ss2 ate our dinner..&lt;br /&gt;after our dinner we went the curve sanctuary have a drink and chill out there&lt;br /&gt;time almost 1.45am..&lt;br /&gt;Dicson planned to genting gotong jaya ate prawn mee n dim sum&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just ON !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between i reach home at 4.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw going sunway : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-9115134790073465428?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9115134790073465428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=9115134790073465428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/9115134790073465428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/9115134790073465428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/funny-day.html' title='Funny day!'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-1336326022401360570</id><published>2010-01-05T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T08:26:14.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Days</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 3pm..think wanna go for Armani Exchange and Blvgari to buy something&lt;br /&gt;while when i turn out from my house junction is quite jam dy.. and i changed my mind to Sunway Racing see and order audio system...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing to put 6k on the sound system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went sunway pyramid alone walk walk n chill out there..&lt;br /&gt;after that felt bored so went arcade to play Initial D 5&lt;br /&gt;huhuuuu!! &lt;br /&gt;finally bump with Dickson Kor KOr !! haha&lt;br /&gt;he teman me watch &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=alvin_and_the_chipmunks_2_poster_02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/alvin_and_the_chipmunks_2_poster_02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was damd funny ! haha ! after movie we straightly went back home lor.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eMo+headache"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-1336326022401360570?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1336326022401360570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=1336326022401360570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1336326022401360570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1336326022401360570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/tired-days.html' title='Tired Days'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-3193631209225804075</id><published>2010-01-04T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:03:45.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is Melting</title><content type='html'>Today woke up !! at 11am..straightly walk to college n get a new registration form.&lt;br /&gt;HUHU !! another day for tomorrow.. &lt;br /&gt;after seattle up all my things i went down having my lunch alone.&lt;br /&gt;anyway it's ok lar... haha &lt;br /&gt;used to be ardy.&lt;br /&gt;so nothing lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after makan, i went out to Ampang alone,c car bump up Miky a.k.a T-I 007. &lt;br /&gt;after chill out almost 4hour at ampang i went back PJ.&lt;br /&gt;haha! sienz till late night i went to Wong I-van house meet up with them.&lt;br /&gt;ivan pang and wai loon are there too.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after chilling out for 2hour we went snooker at seapark..&lt;br /&gt;huhu..playing lucky ... my day is so lucky..&lt;br /&gt;won 3 nasi lemak ayam :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway is all for today..&lt;br /&gt;but my words of the day&lt;br /&gt;"DISAPOINTED"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3193631209225804075?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3193631209225804075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3193631209225804075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3193631209225804075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3193631209225804075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-heart-is-melting.html' title='My heart is Melting'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6369235713252907526</id><published>2010-01-03T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T10:34:43.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing day : )</title><content type='html'>Today woke up at 4pm is seriously damd tired till i can't awake early in the morning :)&lt;br /&gt;today different lor.. mum awake me n called me to pack all my stuff nicely...&lt;br /&gt;Packed in big beg ! most of the shirt all mess up dy.&lt;br /&gt;After packing up, daniel's calling me to basketball huh..&lt;br /&gt;go again..for my 3rd time basketball..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still fit to play on it...after basketball went bek home bath straightly hang out with my hmtnw frenz Ray,Yau,Daniel n Tonny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till almost 10.30pm i chao-ing from my hmtwn back to PJ&lt;br /&gt;siennzzz&lt;br /&gt;on the way back to PJ i miss all the way im driving bck coz i can feel that i will come bck home less dy. : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nvm la..finally rch 11.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;put down all my stuff..n rushing to Original Kayu aman suria.&lt;br /&gt;with all my Car team member : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chit chat....blow blow water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaooosss :) n now on the bed going to say good night : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6369235713252907526?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6369235713252907526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6369235713252907526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6369235713252907526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6369235713252907526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/packing-day.html' title='Packing day : )'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6289322369203212175</id><published>2010-01-02T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:30:52.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to prepare</title><content type='html'>Today finally woke up lately but felt very happy &lt;br /&gt;coz college is back ! haha&lt;br /&gt;happy holiday is end n now happy college reopen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back to school as usual,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just normal la, woke up and pack all my stuff b4 going bck down to KL,&lt;br /&gt;afterthat wash my car n having my lunch with kok yau&lt;br /&gt;till late night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel calling me out to basketball..haha.&lt;br /&gt;i've been few month din play basketball dy. but luckily my perform inside the game is still maintaining my basketball spirit!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so jz fnsh up basketball straightly went out to hav my dinner with daniel's&lt;br /&gt;Makan sotong butter rice n sambal sotong rice :)haha&lt;br /&gt;nicenicenicnieceeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went second round minum Tea OOO panas...&lt;br /&gt;just rch home...''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things to pack for tmrw :) haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6289322369203212175?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6289322369203212175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6289322369203212175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6289322369203212175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6289322369203212175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-to-prepare.html' title='A day to prepare'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-855481969291027866</id><published>2010-01-01T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:53:29.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day without bored moment</title><content type='html'>The first day of the day, i woke up at 2.30pm&lt;br /&gt;sigh !! i guess i like dying on the bed haha!&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to do lor. woke up went out makan n chit chat with frenz then i went to&lt;br /&gt;basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/basketball%20court" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/georgina114/Rosewood/basketballcourt.jpg" border="0" alt="basketball court Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until 8pm frenz calling me to The Mist club for free flow ! huh but luckily yesterday all clear ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went The Mist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/the%20mist%20club" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i825.photobucket.com/albums/zz179/alanSAHAJA/SOSPARTYMISTCLUBBANGSAR.jpg" border="0" alt="s.o.s party at mist club bangsar Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much lor..chill out there see see cars...sienz!!!&lt;br /&gt;i and my frenz planning go 2nd round of the night..&lt;br /&gt;we went eckywoobe there drink drink ! RM35 buckss drink until stomache !&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa!!! i guess time reach 3am i chaoing from eckywoobeee...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i feeling damd good for the night ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-855481969291027866?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/855481969291027866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=855481969291027866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/855481969291027866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/855481969291027866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-without-bored-moment.html' title='First day without bored moment'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/georgina114/Rosewood/th_basketballcourt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-2122477893197651082</id><published>2010-01-01T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T10:48:33.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2010</title><content type='html'>Just have a fun day and night. on 31/12/2009&lt;br /&gt;which is the last day of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning mORNING &lt;br /&gt;Woke up the first things i wish is ur msg that can told me u can go out with me on the night. After wash up i went out makan with my mum...&lt;br /&gt;thn go out chill with few frenz discuss bout to9...&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to chat la..just maison maison &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach night time. i went picked up Jerry n Ah yau from their house n heading to maison. I was rushing straightly to KL coz i sked not enough time to rch my destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just make it fast, haha..drove almost 190km/h !! goshhh!!! thn meet up n convoy to maison from Jinjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 10.30pm we rch maison...&lt;br /&gt;meet up with KL frenz, Ivan pang and Wong i-van.lastly came 3 more frenz..&lt;br /&gt;Linus,Simon and Marcus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are counting down frm 11.30pm !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;  NOW WHAT  ???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ shout out !! 10 &gt; 9 &gt; 8 &gt; 7 &gt; 6 &gt; 5 &gt; 4 &gt; 3 &gt; 2 &gt; 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HAPPY NEW YEAR"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=white-firework.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/white-firework.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=firework.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/firework.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WISH ALL THE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD HAVE A SUCCESSFUL YEAR FOR 2010"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the countdown ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we begin the new chapter of the day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 / 1 / 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=0010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/0010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Look !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=0015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/0015.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyable Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=0047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/0047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment of the night !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new day ! n early in the morning 4am&lt;br /&gt;we went KAKA bah ku teh kepong ate Bah Ku Teh ! &lt;br /&gt;wow!! is seriously damd full man!!&lt;br /&gt;haha! after ate straightly chaozzz bek home oi oi !!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special message to the one &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you have a happiness day in ur life and be the great one. Some day i hope being up with u together.New chapter of the year. I wish that i can fill u in my page&lt;br /&gt;"All i need to say is I LOVE YOU"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish all the people around me HappyNewYear &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-2122477893197651082?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2122477893197651082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=2122477893197651082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/2122477893197651082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/2122477893197651082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html' title='Happy New Year 2010'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-168542716549232580</id><published>2009-12-30T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:22:25.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best day n night chill out with you</title><content type='html'>Just reach home, 1.30am :) &lt;br /&gt;Today i abit special for me haha !! because i met up the one i wanna meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lar..start abit for today noon ! i woke up early in the morning 9.30am wash my car and went down to selayang Vincent Chua house to meet him and another friend Ah Tan, We all met up at Vincent hse and heading to Aman puri do his car. Well Well, i don't have the feeling of moding cars ardy.. Bumper also don't know how to open dy ..susah ! haha&lt;br /&gt;anyway i chill with them while waiting Miki Ho to finish up his work at Seksyen 16 PJ,&lt;br /&gt;i went over to her office to fetch her, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 1st thing i saw straightly and happy is, the polo-T i bought for her, she is wearing :) haha " Happy to see it "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after fetching her,i went 1 utama with her, she meet up her frenz i go over meet up my frenz. in that moment i walking with my frenz suddenly saw a showcar over there..huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fairlady 370'z woow!! cool man ! i seat inside it n test everything..cool n nice.but too bad i don't feel want it bcz too pack dy. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So clocks turn almost 9.55pm...Miki started to call me..." I'M ALONE NOW " &lt;br /&gt;okies, i straightly walked over to old wing find her..&lt;br /&gt;then we straightly go bck to car park get our car n decide to eat at SS2 murni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUhhh!! Ordered TOM YAM, INDOMEE , CHICKHEN CHOP RICE AND LOU SI FEN " HAHHA&lt;br /&gt;wat a fullllll dinner for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner done dy, her frenz calling to sent all the document to them at Jalan Ipoh..&lt;br /&gt;then i fetch her all the way to Jalan Ipoh from SS2, put down her stuff n we went maison for New year eve payment :) hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time round and round finally rch her house 12.45am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put her down n went bck hmtwn. Beside that i got a special message for u MIKI HO&lt;br /&gt;" I WISH THAT U CAN MAKE IT FOR NEW YEAR EVE, I WISH TO SEE YOU " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 TRUE HEART&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-168542716549232580?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/168542716549232580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=168542716549232580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/168542716549232580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/168542716549232580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-day-n-night-chill-out-with-you.html' title='Best day n night chill out with you'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7413714934348906907</id><published>2009-12-29T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:48:40.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone+ing at home again</title><content type='html'>Nothing special for today :) woke up at 2pm&lt;br /&gt;Straightly went to tapao food for dad !&lt;br /&gt;afterthat going bck grandpa hse awhile. &lt;br /&gt;at the moment nth much to do lor, jz playing poker : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rch out night,went pasar malam with 2 frenz&lt;br /&gt;Raymond n Yau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pasar malam we went 2nd round yamcha at other place to discuss for 31/12/2009 "New year eve"huhhuuu...They talking bout the countdown for 2010 !! but I'm not in their topic. I have no plan on that day actually but I only got 1 special plan for myself that i Wish and Hope she can be with me on that day, i just wanna meet her on that day but she is not free to be with me on that day i guess so anyway how i just try to find my own plan for this year new eve :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special message to her&lt;br /&gt;"I WISH and HOPE YOU CAN BE MY SIDE WITH ME TO SEE THE FIREWORK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reach home jor n now i just seated down in front my pc designing one sticker to my car felt bored so juz simply design 1 sticker put on my car and see nice a not : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is :) hahahahaha ( Special design by my self )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=adddcopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/adddcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ops late dy ler..still listening to "WHAT Cha Say" and "Two is better than one"&lt;br /&gt;once again " I MISS YOU BADLY "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7413714934348906907?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7413714934348906907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7413714934348906907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7413714934348906907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7413714934348906907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/stoneing-at-home-again.html' title='Stone+ing at home again'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-9104452839559556383</id><published>2009-12-28T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:08:04.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good day for me "Genting *</title><content type='html'>Today can counted as a normal day for me, coz i woke up lately around 2.30pm&lt;br /&gt;and online for 1hour and straightly went out to my new hse area hav a look at the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile chill out at the new hse i went to my frenz rim's shops do my car rims and add on spacer.: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teng Teng !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=spacer20mm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/spacer20mm.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying at my frenz shop about 2hour after that we started to discuss to9 plan.&lt;br /&gt;however i jz felt bored at home. so i call my brother together went up to genting &lt;br /&gt;watch avatar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/avatar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o280/SethMerlo/Avatar.jpg" border="0" alt="Avatar Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the way im walking inside the first world hotel. I saw 2 of my frenz.&lt;br /&gt;Mei San and Carmen...the world is so so so small....&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fnsh up movie i straightly went to arcade play INITIAL D 5 and basketball..&lt;br /&gt;huh..won all the yellow ticket me alone won dy almost 1250...but i gave to ppl dy.&lt;br /&gt;cz i don't feel changing anything.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tats only for today lor : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-9104452839559556383?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9104452839559556383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=9104452839559556383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/9104452839559556383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/9104452839559556383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-day-for-me-genting.html' title='Good day for me &quot;Genting *'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-5247232109904897923</id><published>2009-12-27T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T08:58:50.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very good sunday</title><content type='html'>Another bored day again. Just woke up at 4pm. I was shocked that i woke up lately.&lt;br /&gt;Just felt bored and called few frenz out yamcha. Finished yamcha dy just hanging out the shop thr chit-chat and went bek home played POKER..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much lor,after that help my sis think so of the way or idea for her job.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much lor..for today.at home at home at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time TO SLEEP *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-5247232109904897923?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5247232109904897923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=5247232109904897923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5247232109904897923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5247232109904897923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/very-good-sunday.html' title='A very good sunday'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-1893214537192942430</id><published>2009-12-26T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T06:15:14.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day again : (</title><content type='html'>Bored day again at home. I driving all the way back to hometown again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just rched hmtwn around 5pm with heavy rain drive ! goshh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying at home the whole day, frenz calling out to Sunway Club..wat to do ? so bored haih so jz join lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=2009_0327CocoBanana0032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/2009_0327CocoBanana0032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha!! sienz larrrr.... don't feel going but no choice lar.. frenz calling me out !&lt;br /&gt;so juz join lor...free sumore dont need to pay.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-1893214537192942430?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1893214537192942430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=1893214537192942430' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1893214537192942430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1893214537192942430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-day-again.html' title='Another Day again : ('/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-1435552699915692157</id><published>2009-12-25T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:46:49.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored days</title><content type='html'>Nothing special for today,because i woke up lately at 4.30pm&lt;br /&gt;frenz calling me few times out to yamcha but i prefer staying at home more.&lt;br /&gt;In my soft n lovely bed : )&lt;br /&gt;Is a damd tiring day for me...nvr ever since like today. + No electric this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;make me sweat hell..&lt;br /&gt;Just done everything n went out to basketball chill out awhile n came bck home finally electric came.&lt;br /&gt;pheww !! just feel boring again n i jz thinking to play Poker Texas.haha&lt;br /&gt;After playing quite a long time my frenz TAN calling me from PJ to join the car club TT for to9, i jz felt that too bored staying at home... i went down straightly from my hometown to PJ "aman suria"&lt;br /&gt;We hang out at ORIGINAL KAYU with my MYVISTREET frenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=190320099848.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/190320099848.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just all for today : ) tired hell..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-1435552699915692157?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1435552699915692157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=1435552699915692157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1435552699915692157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1435552699915692157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/bored-days.html' title='Bored days'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7502004180006608888</id><published>2009-12-25T03:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T02:34:35.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MeRRy Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>Woke up early in the morning today, the 1st think is "i think of ur present". I came down from my hometown straightly stucking in the massive jam infront sunway to get the present. Finally 4pm i rch there and collect her gift. She the special one for me on the X-mas day. Teng Teng Teng !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=13961_214698883651_695213651_323720.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/13961_214698883651_695213651_323720.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIKI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went ate our dinner at  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=main.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/main.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got many photos at her camera havent gave me yet..soon will upload o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner we went straighly to santuary to book our tables in there.&lt;br /&gt;Is super super pack in there at 1st. but we lucky got a nice table haha!!! &lt;br /&gt;The Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=sanctuary_std.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/sanctuary_std.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming almost 11.30pm. I n miki walked out frm the super pack club n took sum photos and started our countdown nearly 11.55pm. Btw that time we have make a small promise to each other.That is ("Secret"). Anyway Here we go 5 &gt; 4 &gt; 3 &gt; 2 &gt; 1 ???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=merrychristmas.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/merrychristmas.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the countdown we get bck to the party time ! &lt;br /&gt;This is my story of the day Merry Christmas guys ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that night i just felt myself alone is too lifeless&lt;br /&gt;I wish my words is like is this lyric !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5mXK9psBITw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5mXK9psBITw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7502004180006608888?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7502004180006608888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7502004180006608888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7502004180006608888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7502004180006608888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-2009.html' title='MeRRy Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6804219341077437668</id><published>2009-12-22T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:08:41.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To my blog again !</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys,&lt;br /&gt;finally i found bek my password and login id for my blogzzzz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh! in this few month, there are many things happening on me, but now everything is alright :) nth much special la, just know few new friends lor.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today just started back to blog, i guess nth much to say,&lt;br /&gt;tmrw will start it ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6804219341077437668?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6804219341077437668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6804219341077437668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6804219341077437668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6804219341077437668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-to-my-blog-again.html' title='Back To my blog again !'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-8654995842416699875</id><published>2009-08-27T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:35:40.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Alone-Ly Day</title><content type='html'>Comes again holiday ! &lt;br /&gt;Life going happy and happy! Sometimes even sad i can stand back up to smile! &lt;br /&gt;haha! Anyway i missed yesterday blog! huhuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early in the morning go for my 10am class, wat a nice day hanging out with Benpaul and Vincent, we go around KL area see car stuff! haha! i jz went thr and install my lil meter! tats all..&lt;br /&gt;by that time i go over to puchong get the neon for my frenz and on tat time , i meet up Dickson and Alan Tan at Station 1 , we yamcha awhile...&lt;br /&gt;when yam cha half way, i received a msg frm her that she told me,she was alone at T.S kena ffk by her frenz,&lt;br /&gt;so i have to go over there with my blur and sleepy face ^^&lt;br /&gt;actually im very tired on tat night but i still hanging out at setapak with my ex classmate, around 1am i started to chaozz frm setapak...bek to PJ..&lt;br /&gt;tats what a bored dayyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-8654995842416699875?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8654995842416699875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=8654995842416699875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8654995842416699875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8654995842416699875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-alone-ly-day.html' title='Just Alone-Ly Day'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-5134827634102774597</id><published>2009-08-24T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:32:55.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday</title><content type='html'>Wat a nice day today goin out to 1u meet up with April, she makes me feel very happy in these days, everything we do all is very Happening such as club, eat , shop ^^ haha..&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like this kind of life.&lt;br /&gt;but today looks abit pai seh, going eat with my parents with April. She looks shy =) but nvm la cz im there with her..^^ after eating we went to Vincent house hav a look,&lt;br /&gt;after that we go for movie,btw that on the way to movie,i kena block by JPJ bcz of to loud on my exhaust. but nvm la, saman thn saman. I dun feel heart breaking bcz of that saman, i jz feel very happy tats all, " someone that always beside me "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time time tooooo sleepppp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-5134827634102774597?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5134827634102774597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=5134827634102774597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5134827634102774597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5134827634102774597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-8093003071192211371</id><published>2009-08-23T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:33:23.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back to My New Happy Life</title><content type='html'>I'm so sorry to everyone that reads my blog, i seldom update it.So finally my mood are back after i crush with my gf MaySee a months ago.&lt;br /&gt;and now their one gurl came behind me, that i know her very long time ago but no chance to met her up,but now the god gave me a chance to get to know her well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that i met her 22th that day at Clubbing night,after that we took the 1st pic personally. I was just felt very happy on it. anyway too many ppl around seem hate her after,they know she knew me. but for that i will do her a special favour, no body can do it. Maybe it seem abit complicated between her life and my life,but we try to concern each other well. The whole week we been going out the whole day even day and night she is just beside me, and i will never forget the day i her mum's cook for me a nice dinner and i also thanks to her parents that bring me to Pavillion Kampachi ate a nice dinner.i hope fully i got the chance to eat with her parents again.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ux-y7wdL_eE/SpGH9syjq3I/AAAAAAAAACc/E5GP1BsnIjc/s1600-h/5893_145678197177_514702177_3437009_3196545_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ux-y7wdL_eE/SpGH9syjq3I/AAAAAAAAACc/E5GP1BsnIjc/s320/5893_145678197177_514702177_3437009_3196545_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373225324494695282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special msg to u "April "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u enjoy the whole weeks with me,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for entertain me,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-8093003071192211371?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8093003071192211371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=8093003071192211371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8093003071192211371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8093003071192211371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back-to-my-new-happy-life.html' title='I&apos;m back to My New Happy Life'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ux-y7wdL_eE/SpGH9syjq3I/AAAAAAAAACc/E5GP1BsnIjc/s72-c/5893_145678197177_514702177_3437009_3196545_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-3425059284201805083</id><published>2009-07-06T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:04:48.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday is a good day</title><content type='html'>I just being in the new life once again fall in love with a gurl i met, i was shocked and unbelieveable that we can so sudden together.I'm happy to get back to relationship.for the rest of my life i hope tat this will be my last gf that i ever met. She gave me the sweetness and the touched moment whnever she is beside me. I promised to her that i will treat her happily, nicely and loyalty. Beside being up with her , i felt tat someone changed my mind again in my daily life. She came to my side with a strong power tat makes me changes..everythings.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all the day come true will be more happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi,Love u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;current=P050709_202602-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/P050709_202602-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3425059284201805083?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3425059284201805083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3425059284201805083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3425059284201805083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3425059284201805083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/everyday-is-good-day.html' title='Everyday is a good day'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7987558117425118849</id><published>2009-06-04T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:16:30.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Back,woww!!</title><content type='html'>1 week turn like a wind, 2weeks holidays is like 2days holiday even worst then 2hour,&lt;br /&gt;College back hope tat everything goes well. Smile on and looking everything fresh.&lt;br /&gt;monday gonna kills my times wit 3hour class gosh ! beside college started i think in this 2weeks holiday my day is like a super bored day for me.no place to go,everwhr we go also need money, &lt;br /&gt;I dont know why haizz..maybe im back for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7987558117425118849?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7987558117425118849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7987558117425118849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7987558117425118849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7987558117425118849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/college-backwoww.html' title='College Back,woww!!'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-9130528120264354669</id><published>2009-05-23T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T13:16:01.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly Days</title><content type='html'>Not in a good mood as well..chilllinnnn for da mood&lt;br /&gt;maybe to many things to do and havent done yet so feel very stress at all.&lt;br /&gt;between nevermind la, i can do it.. as i said "nvr giv up"no matter wat ppl said.&lt;br /&gt;we jz do our best to help our self in the darkness...&lt;br /&gt;I can smile without anything,but i just hope every things goes well for me.&lt;br /&gt;I do wat i like to do, in wat way of doing is depends on myself..^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-9130528120264354669?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9130528120264354669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=9130528120264354669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/9130528120264354669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/9130528120264354669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/holly-days.html' title='Holly Days'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-1814321255762486801</id><published>2009-05-22T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T14:45:16.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot and Cold</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking wanna move out to find my own room,it's very complicated between my relationship with my roomates. Some say so, i and him is a different ppl.example he always need ppl to entertain but me different like to stay alone n quiet.&lt;br /&gt;first of all i just dislike the way he talk to me or i asking him question... the way he respond. Everyone know he did good but makesure good in a nice way without looking ppl down. Got a bad temper on him is tat.  Not just me will felt that type of feeling, consider most of the classmates felt tat,cz sometimes the words that came out from him is too over. Sometimes i wanna call him changes the way he spoke but all the way he think him self is the right wan so....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i just don't know why he like tat maybe i move out will be more better..he can get more choices to find the right ppl as he wants. "SORRY KALVIN" tell u the truth so that i can share out all the expression all over here. Hope u can change ur talking way to all classmates especially me "im ur roomates" and make sure don't gave us a bad habbit tat look down us. Here are the words that i don't like some times " LIN Ahh"and "han zhi" coz it's sounds weird like " looking down ppl "for me i felt tat u looking down me as well,maybe u nt me u cant feel it but if u try to think bek watever u said or ask i replied back with "Lin ah"or"han zi"how u feel??.izit felt like ppl looking down u. Just like today about the cigratees,the way u call and straightly shoot me with "Lin Gun Ni Ah why got cigatress in my room" ur sounds and way of talking like i throw ur face out.wth.. anything goes wrong just call and talk nicely.Don't call and straightly shoot out with bad words,im a human also,think ppl expression.dont always think urself n without thinking ppl mind was thinking wat. Usually all the time u asking me question i will answer u in proper way even some things that wont happen but i jz giv u a nice answer, i hope that u can chaged it well.I know u r the best.We can't do more than u do,&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna lost a friendship with you so that i tell u all the way through here,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-1814321255762486801?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1814321255762486801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=1814321255762486801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1814321255762486801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/1814321255762486801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-and-cold.html' title='Hot and Cold'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6830931748921987663</id><published>2009-05-13T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:13:11.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back on my style</title><content type='html'>Here am i back to the style..&lt;br /&gt;im back to happy mood..&lt;br /&gt;the past all has gone.&lt;br /&gt;now i felt that im the one tat can stand on top of everything.&lt;br /&gt;No love in my life. but it just waiting for the one i wan .&lt;br /&gt;she will nvr appear until the day i step in to her world.&lt;br /&gt;wait the time comes.. i wish tat someone the love me can find her own way out frm my world, "pls don't waste ur time on me" i wont accept or gave a chances back again.&lt;br /&gt;I wish tat u can find the one u really love.I'm not worth at all.Just stay on ur own world without asking me a chance.. I keep n took it back the chances that i have given to u. Don't ask me question anymore. Look forward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eDDie back on his style without looking and thinking back the sad story..&lt;br /&gt;I will start my new chapter onward !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6830931748921987663?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6830931748921987663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6830931748921987663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6830931748921987663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6830931748921987663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back-on-my-style.html' title='I&apos;m back on my style'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-5075338498131702820</id><published>2009-05-11T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:36:19.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mind Is Getting Complicated</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, all those stupid dirty things keep turning inside my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i try to put it away but it's hard .&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ardy straightly i keep thinking on it.&lt;br /&gt;i try n try nt to think so much, but cant &lt;br /&gt;pls help me pls help me.&lt;br /&gt;if nt i gonna die soon...&lt;br /&gt;keep going on wit this kind of daily life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-5075338498131702820?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5075338498131702820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=5075338498131702820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5075338498131702820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5075338498131702820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mind-is-getting-complicated.html' title='My Mind Is Getting Complicated'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-3634179573668305349</id><published>2009-05-10T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:17:05.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill For The bad mood</title><content type='html'>Im seriously tiring from every single moment and im hate of the stupid things tat happened around beside me. For me i've been thinking how to turn my myself in the darkness world, How ? .... i found my answer. Things tat spoken out from ppls somethings we felt tat they are blaming us on the way they said something.&lt;br /&gt;For me as well dont said whatever that i don't like. Just don't learnt everything bad i hate it so much. Until today no one knows what i want and what am i thinking of it.Even my best frenz Kalvin also can't notice that what am i thinking. No one will know wat im thinking nowdays. Hopefully everythings goes well soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For yesterday im very happy tat can celebrate mothers days with the whole family gathering together and have a nice dinner. Mother " IM HERE TO THX FOR EVERYTHING THAT U HAVE DONE N GAVE TO ME, IM SRY FOR THE THINGS TAT I HAVE DONE WRONGLY " hopefully u enjoy this year mother days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk slowly n following step by step&lt;br /&gt;No Thinking the negative ways to start a journey&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for every single moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-3634179573668305349?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3634179573668305349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=3634179573668305349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3634179573668305349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/3634179573668305349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/chill-for-bad-mood.html' title='Chill For The bad mood'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-2733899254916261562</id><published>2009-05-04T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:01:24.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting and promised will come over to Aussie</title><content type='html'>Today im very happy tat one of my fren n she is the one i like frm the day i know her,but sadly she went overseas ardy however i wont give up my step to meet her up at Aussie, i will try my best to make my hope n dream up to study with her at the same University...i wish that i could be with you. Miss u always n u r making my mind bright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-2733899254916261562?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2733899254916261562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=2733899254916261562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/2733899254916261562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/2733899254916261562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting-and-promised-will-come-over-to.html' title='Waiting and promised will come over to Aussie'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-2458348796296667360</id><published>2009-04-23T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:14:33.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a bad day again</title><content type='html'>Today was a bad day for me again,bcz my ex called me and keep asking me the question that i dun really wanna answer from now on.It pretty fuck up! i dont even lik ppl to ask me question that i do nt wanna answer. I my life i jz need to let myself do whatever i wanna do and i dont really lik ppl to stopping me to do what i wanna do, No one can stop me, I choose the way i walk. i dont like ppl to care more bout me,&lt;br /&gt;as i know n mention one year ago. Things that ardy happened pls dont think back if not it will be more complicated n stressfull. Rmber dont force out of my way to do things that i dont lik to do. i mean it n i will do it, actually my life is a very simple life , is just that no body can feel it. Tats why.&lt;br /&gt;Im goin back to my single life. i felt more much better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-2458348796296667360?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2458348796296667360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=2458348796296667360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/2458348796296667360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/2458348796296667360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-bad-day-again.html' title='What a bad day again'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7055352706634568620</id><published>2009-04-21T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T09:31:02.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time PAst like a wind</title><content type='html'>Days comes vry fast,it jz like a wind blew past.im jz thinking wat to do after this,in this time no matter wat happen i wont be the who go 1st bcz my type is abit different.love is gone,my life seem very lonely but im happy with cz im full of freedom... If money comes for love i think it better go hell more than stepped in the lovely world.. Until my mood is down.nth much to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7055352706634568620?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7055352706634568620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7055352706634568620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7055352706634568620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7055352706634568620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-past-like-wind.html' title='Time PAst like a wind'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6733726643605586353</id><published>2009-04-17T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:49:41.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not goin to ask once again</title><content type='html'>Woke up early in da morning went to 30minutes classes..tat bring me bored lik hell..&lt;br /&gt;haizz... jz after class i went dinner with all my classmates at Choy Kee,after makan i straightly went to my friend house to stay thr for awhile. It's really very tired on it.. damd it..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya forgotten ardy. Today i went Mitra House before i coming back to hometown.&lt;br /&gt;Long Time didn't drank Black Label dy! Its lik killing my throat ! burning me! grrr! but nvm la, i jz drank 3 cups of it enough..straightly 180 dragginnggg bek to hometown.&lt;br /&gt;wowww!! 25mint rch hm from kepong ! wat a fastest record i ever been !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is time to sleep n Goin waterfall tmrw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6733726643605586353?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6733726643605586353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6733726643605586353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6733726643605586353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6733726643605586353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-goin-to-ask-once-again.html' title='Not goin to ask once again'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-8255668987412346240</id><published>2009-04-14T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:25:13.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Days</title><content type='html'>Just woke at 11am felt that everything goes wrongly with the timetable,when 8 in the morning i woke up and look around n its look quiet n my phone din even rang on it, then i jz sleep bek on it,after 3hours i woke up again and felt that everythings goes wrong seriously, i straightly sms my frenz Ben.. then he told the class jz ended. Goshh!! im freaking headache on that time. I skipped the class. Luckily 1 more classes i can go for it. it is VB class.. huh! Felt sry to my teacher. beside i went out to hav my lunch wit my ex-driver Kumar at Subaidah at Kota Damansara after class..spent rm10 bucks for the lunch.. omg! it was 2hour partime money man !! =,=&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After came back from K.D i straightly wash my hottiessss... Dirty as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whn every things done, i take a short nap n go for my dinner, after eating came back and do my TE 2 assignment and do some stat work ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally now my whole body getting weak!!! auchhhh!! pain !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-8255668987412346240?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8255668987412346240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=8255668987412346240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8255668987412346240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8255668987412346240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired-days.html' title='Tired Days'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-9001212703752889448</id><published>2009-04-12T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T10:03:11.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night</title><content type='html'>Im staying in the sickening days wit full of bad mood. cz my stomach BOMBMING me!! gosshhh!&lt;br /&gt;Hate so much, This morning is the 1st sunday i went out took my breakfast wit my whole family!&lt;br /&gt;cool n happy but sadly my stomach kills me " cant eat anything " im feeling better at noon time after taken some pills. here comes the night time i receive 1 msg from an unknow number tat sending me chinese words wit " Rmber c doctor if u still havent recover " i was shock and i also dunno who are the one given out my number to her....&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind its ok for it. i dont mind to hav 1 more friend..&lt;br /&gt;Till 12am its ardy counted as monday 13April,one of my frenz Suki's called me and chat wit me. btw tat we jz chat bout our daily life n working days.. As for me is like "Money comes hardly n goes easily " huhuuuuu..better save it! after the call i straight ran on my bed and sleep! it a very lifeless days for me !! sigh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-9001212703752889448?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9001212703752889448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=9001212703752889448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/9001212703752889448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/9001212703752889448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday-night.html' title='Sunday Night'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7312480467472097091</id><published>2009-04-10T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:32:00.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting tis Car On my streets</title><content type='html'>Today i got a call by a Car seller that asking me.&lt;br /&gt;"ur parents asking u to choose one of this 2 cars"&lt;br /&gt;i was shock on it.bcz tat day they asking me to change my car but i said i dont want.&lt;br /&gt;then i dont wat happened around n suddenly got a call for a car seller !&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! shockkkeeddd !!! wheweeeee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda CiviC 2.0 or Type-R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=civic-fd-type-r-hybrid2021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/civic-fd-type-r-hybrid2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda Integra DC5 Type-R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1670m.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i571.photobucket.com/albums/ss151/eddielee/DSCN1670m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will either choose 1 of it.but im think whr to put my current car myvi tat i hav mod many stuff on it!! huh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7312480467472097091?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7312480467472097091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7312480467472097091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7312480467472097091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7312480467472097091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-tis-car-on-my-streets.html' title='Getting tis Car On my streets'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7795631644527917686</id><published>2009-04-10T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:01:32.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back for my bloggerr!!!</title><content type='html'>This time im back to write my blog..and they're many things changing around..especially my relationship wit my gf..we broke up since first of march. im sorry bout tat. All the day hurting her. Maybe i felt tat im nt good enough for her,but she jz keep asking me to back into her heart, not jz once but many times until i felt that its really "NO MEANING" at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way out to from my heart&lt;br /&gt;Message to Vonzo"x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of the time we spent together, will never return to the day we started our journey.&lt;br /&gt;i ardy been thinking for 2month . it not really worth to for u to wait me and its really no use at all to let u stop me by goin back to my own world. Before i step out from ur heart i ardy make my decision properly. and its really no point for u n me to stay together in tis type of relation.&lt;br /&gt;I hope tat u can find the one u really love and keep ur self happy. Im no longer here for u anymore. Trust me. Be urself n hav a nice day "&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stay far away from you onward,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7795631644527917686?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7795631644527917686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7795631644527917686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7795631644527917686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7795631644527917686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-back-for-my-bloggerr.html' title='I&apos;m back for my bloggerr!!!'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-7126325627345680558</id><published>2008-12-21T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:48:07.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness Days</title><content type='html'>Sadness come once again today because of my dearest cant really talk on the phone. I might be going down to KL once again to c her tmrw. because she is not really well... sorry dearest.. hope u can recover ur sickness as fast as possible ya.. after only we go hav a special day of x-mas... ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i cant really type because im really sad nw..sry dearest&lt;br /&gt;love vonzo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-7126325627345680558?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7126325627345680558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=7126325627345680558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7126325627345680558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/7126325627345680558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/sadness-days.html' title='Sadness Days'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-750980624817270641</id><published>2008-12-11T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:27:39.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 Sadness Will Never Erase In My Heart</title><content type='html'>8am in the morning today my dad txt me and let me know, my grandd po has passed away peacefuly. That time i was still on the bed, i tot it was a dream i wanna push it away but at last it's seriously happen. I also dunno why god keep her back so fast. She was 100yrs old... everyone also hope that they will stay alive forever but all of our heart beat and life will depands on god. Time never wait us till the dead line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside that i was missing my dearest yesterday i freaking miss her much until i wait her call until 2am... That time she ardy turn pig on the living room with her brother.. WoW... Piggiiieeee...hahahaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe today is my worsty blog i ever write...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-750980624817270641?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/750980624817270641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=750980624817270641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/750980624817270641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/750980624817270641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-5-sadness-will-never-erase-in-my.html' title='Day 5 Sadness Will Never Erase In My Heart'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-8876077364648823627</id><published>2008-12-10T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:57:29.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 The SadnEss n The Happiness</title><content type='html'>Even im headache now, i still can write what i wanna write...and what i wanna say it out..Today i a wonderful day for me, once again thx q to Lim Yee Von that invited me to her prom night. I appreciate tis moment and i also share all my happiness to all her friends especially her bro Boon Chun, He is quite nice and good .. beside that today is the sadness for me and boon chun.. Bro,we share together ya. Both of us also Have a big problem on Love,but we know that we are maybe a failure guy ever to a gurl. Girls always the one who choose the road, but we don't need to care bout that because if one day we can really stand high.. sure they will regret... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lim yee von,  EDDIE LEE here to tell you. no matter what happen you must let me know, because love is together and we share with one heart. Today i really felt that you hav secret that cant show to me. because when the time i wanna take ur phone u r trying to ignore me. im really sad that time. i dont why the feels suddenly down. Thats y i keep drinking there. Between that i also dont know why when the time i wanna lent ur phone u trying to push me away. Just like sumthing bad will happen after seeing ur phone. I really hope that i wont be like ur brother case.. i really cant tahan when i saw ur brother turn moody and keep talking bout mei ling. really sad u know. From ur eyes n heart u try to think properly why i wan to make sure u r in love tightly with me.... enough for today ... hope u will awake ur mind. don't keep secret between us. Take care " Sad " day !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-8876077364648823627?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8876077364648823627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=8876077364648823627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8876077364648823627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/8876077364648823627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-4-sadness-n-happiness.html' title='Day 4 The SadnEss n The Happiness'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-6773543658257468800</id><published>2008-12-09T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:25:19.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 Bored day staying alone at home</title><content type='html'>Third day of writing blog, just felt there are many things that i can't spread it out. Beside that i really don't know what to do today. So boring staying at home. Between that my dearest is watching tv at home and put me aside of it,but then never mind coz i never except so much. Today i also went to Sungai Wang with Tonny and Jerry. We enjoy shopping over there beside eating we also enjoy buy shirt there. I think all the shirt there is not really ngam me..hehe. cz its quite "lala"&lt;div&gt;After buying we walked over to Time square, on the way i walk to Time Square i saw a gurl falling down from the stairs maybe she saw me lengzai..haha.. but not my cup of tea.. Got girlfriend ardy dont think so much.wakkaaa...Just love Vonzo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every night i have been thinking of my dearest.I'm thinking " When she will change" to stay with me sweetly in every moment.  I already promised that never drop a tears anymore but i failed to do it because when i started to think about her i will cried at the corner and asked my self  "What to do and How" i gonna change her life. Sometimes i wanna tell her something important but she seem like don't really wanna listen on it , So i just leave it behind.. I felt that very heavy to carry a big things behind of me. Huh.. It's already been 1 year relation i think every enough until today. Maybe the love i give to her in not good enough. She also say sorry to me that she treated me so cold this 2 days. In my heart i just keep her as the one and i just wanna noe do i really count the 1st for her.. Dearest maybe this year X-mas and New year will be the last time we spent our sweetness together. I don't know why i felt that i can't being with you anymore, somethings started to change our mind. If the day u leave me, maybe the day will the the last time u c me and listen to my voice in front of you. This year i hav been counted the whole day long to get the sweetest for you. Hope you know what i'm think now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-6773543658257468800?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6773543658257468800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=6773543658257468800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6773543658257468800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/6773543658257468800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-3-bored-day-staying-alone-at-home.html' title='Day 3 Bored day staying alone at home'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-2954106138936216144</id><published>2008-12-08T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:01:17.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Freaking Shit Happening</title><content type='html'>Day just past like a wind. Im staying at home the whole days playing with my itouch ,it quite happy staying at home,can company mum and bro,sis,dad chit-chat. I'm quite happy to see them. Today early in the morning when i woke up i straightly call my dearest and she was on her way to Sunway shopping. After i ended up the call i straightly turn on my i touch and play game. until afternoon i mum came back from popo and bring us to kepong ate steamboat. After that i came back to PJ alone. Already 2days straight i slept alone.huh . but today i really can't tahan a freaking jerky guy that txt me using fucking unpolite words. I hate people blame me and i hate people lying me. I cant even think tats will happen so badly. One day it will happen again. I will never forgive u dumb ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-2954106138936216144?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2954106138936216144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=2954106138936216144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/2954106138936216144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/2954106138936216144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-freaking-shit-happening.html' title='Something Freaking Shit Happening'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4161475689198266871.post-5345529434858017451</id><published>2008-12-07T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T09:08:25.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 Once again falling</title><content type='html'>Today i once again falling inside the dark world, until today i can't really know my dearest well. Maybe love is gone out of the shape,The 1st time she love me is very big different, until today i can started to feel the love is gone. Time after time. I'm trying to give her the sweetness but it didn't work also. I hope that when you can't seat properly with me and try to think out with me how to give each other more sweetness. I have been thinking how to give you more love but you just pretend like normal,sometimes i trying to give you happiness and i like getting worst. I admit that i'm a failure guy that ever make you sad. Hope that you can set me out of you heart after this year. I don't wanna to have this kind of relationship anymore. It's like making you more sad. Even sometimes i really hate that people call you at the night, why can't you just avoid the call. I can put my friends away call or put away all the girl call and sms to me, The one you wan i be,i ardy did it very seriously. Until today i din even lie to you and going out with friends or any girl. Even i really less friends i don't mind the important for me is you between that i also din even contact a girl using my phone. I SWEAR TO GOD" I can felt that i make a big changed because of you but you seem like nothing and normal. When the time i say you, you will started emo there..actually i really don't like but i just keep my self don't and think the bad ways and finally i can make it. From the day we together until today i din even scold u like mad people and beat you like a crazy man because i know that i love you much. Maybe after this you will never get hurt again when you set me free. All the answer on my heart is all for you. When you reading this blog you will feel why my heart always staying with you. I hope you can find the one you really love and care you. I EDDIE LEE FAILED TO LOVE YOU MORE THAN YOU WANT. sorry to you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4161475689198266871-5345529434858017451?l=eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5345529434858017451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4161475689198266871&amp;postID=5345529434858017451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5345529434858017451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4161475689198266871/posts/default/5345529434858017451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eddiedestoryoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-1-once-again-falling.html' title='Day 1 Once again falling'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09460957478701621494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEb8RKbLmZ8/ThFOb0nxn_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HcV4jKB4-SE/s220/221769_10150295882392178_514702177_9717178_6590378_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
