<?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-27854918</id><updated>2011-09-05T07:44:02.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iv@n</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-371709375295639084</id><published>2009-10-22T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:45:31.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating my blog recently. I had been busy. So now, I can only some peaceful moments with both of my younger brothers went for school and I can actually use my computer to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let get started with my birthday. Almost every of my friends threw a birthday party celebration or even treated friends and relatives for lunch or dinner. But mine was quite different from the rest, I don't think birthday celebration is an appropriate term to used as you guys know that my grandma passed away recently and the day of her burial ceremony was coincidentally my birthday. I spent half of the day with the ceremony together with my family. I spent the night with my close ones at Geographer,Jonker street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/St_9oWgpgdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/pYV97YKjhbc/s1600-h/09102009276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/St_9oWgpgdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/pYV97YKjhbc/s320/09102009276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395309748292256210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, I had been shopping and eating around kl and pj with dd. Nothing much about the foods but there is only 1 thing is worth mentioning. Tiramisu. One of the best in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/St_9o0p4coI/AAAAAAAAAfY/j4c3AUxixY0/s1600-h/19102009373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/St_9o0p4coI/AAAAAAAAAfY/j4c3AUxixY0/s320/19102009373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395309756384047746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alexis, Gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/St_9phQaxCI/AAAAAAAAAfg/spDAmfomgSY/s1600-h/19102009374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/St_9phQaxCI/AAAAAAAAAfg/spDAmfomgSY/s320/19102009374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395309768356840482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to go for a try since it has been highly rated by the media and internet as 1 of the best in town. As a result, we were not disappointed but addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new sem is coming,and my result not released yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, Tiiramisuuuu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-371709375295639084?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/371709375295639084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=371709375295639084&amp;isPopup=true' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/371709375295639084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/371709375295639084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/St_9oWgpgdI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/pYV97YKjhbc/s72-c/09102009276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-3526885811634824415</id><published>2009-10-05T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:10:20.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye Grandma</title><content type='html'>You had left us in sudden but in peacefully. Left us lots of memories.Good and bad. You gave me a test before you left. How am I going to manage my two remaining most important paper of this semester. Give me courage and strength to get over it.My only regret is I don't get to see you at the very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signning off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au,off to funeral.RIP grandma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-3526885811634824415?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3526885811634824415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=3526885811634824415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/3526885811634824415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/3526885811634824415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-bye-grandma.html' title='Good bye Grandma'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1761244526877864858</id><published>2009-10-01T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:48:29.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 years of service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScP2pwEXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0KhWJe6lQhU/s1600-h/gun__1254318684_wengerlong26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScP2pwEXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0KhWJe6lQhU/s320/gun__1254318684_wengerlong26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387602850424557938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arsene Wenger,the most successful manager in the club and today he makes history by celebrating his 13th years of service in Arsenal,the longest serving manger in the club history and the current second longest serving manager in the EPL after Manchester Uniteds' Sir Alex Ferguson. He is the person who revolutionized English football by introducing his trade mark attacking minded tactics and fluid flowing passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScQiAoORI/AAAAAAAAAe4/snoywE2T5ns/s1600-h/1arsenalST_350x250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScQiAoORI/AAAAAAAAAe4/snoywE2T5ns/s320/1arsenalST_350x250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387602862063237394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his time, the French manager had transformed unknown players like Anelka, Pires, Vieira, Overmars and forgetting his best signing, Theirry Henry, the greatest player in the club history into players who every team feared them. He created a new chapter in the club by winning Double twice, winning a couple of FA cups and Carling Cups, reaching the UEFA Cup final, the Champions League final and making pages and pages of record where no team in England ever reaches this high, the Unbeaten for 49 matches(1 season and the half). With the manager determined in his philosophy, the club made record profit almost every year and that lead the club to move their spiritual stadium, Highbury to the new modern stadium with 60,000 of capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScQ7GyN-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/uS9pe0tCXAg/s1600-h/527812055_e23525ddaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScQ7GyN-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/uS9pe0tCXAg/s320/527812055_e23525ddaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387602868799944674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having a 5 years of trophy drought, the club is still getting stronger in their financial and performance silently. The reason I supported this team for all these years despite having criticized again and again is Arsene's philosophy and his way to manage his team. I actually learnt lots of valuable lesson which applies to our reality life during these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScRV1vTpI/AAAAAAAAAfI/E8ZZQVyfSZI/s1600-h/kai+xiang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScRV1vTpI/AAAAAAAAAfI/E8ZZQVyfSZI/s320/kai+xiang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387602875976208018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of the Gunners, I webcamed with another hardcore Arsenal fans just days after he reached Birmingham, Xiang. Poor fella gotta take fast food every meal and complaint the foods are very expensive. Last but not least, happy 21st to Sen. Wish you are enjoying your birthday bash right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, I will update my blog soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, In Arsene, we always trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScQMwA40I/AAAAAAAAAew/ilSHddaaa7c/s1600-h/3421059607_b1e0538ec7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScQMwA40I/AAAAAAAAAew/ilSHddaaa7c/s320/3421059607_b1e0538ec7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387602856356406082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1761244526877864858?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1761244526877864858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1761244526877864858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1761244526877864858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1761244526877864858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/13-years-of-service.html' title='13 years of service'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SsScP2pwEXI/AAAAAAAAAeo/0KhWJe6lQhU/s72-c/gun__1254318684_wengerlong26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-8268564102732716855</id><published>2009-09-21T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:53:15.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!</title><content type='html'>So I am taking a break after finishing 1 of my so complex tutorial. Before I proceed to study Cad/cam, I would love to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically nothing much happen as finals are coming, I have about 1 more week to get myself armored. So, everyday will be study sleep study sleep. The only outing I had was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;To give Vivien an early birthday celebration since everyone, no most of them were back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SrZcDBxuZDI/AAAAAAAAAeA/fIefgU9zJic/s1600-h/19092009353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SrZcDBxuZDI/AAAAAAAAAeA/fIefgU9zJic/s320/19092009353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383591611654366258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo taken while waiting for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SrZcCXzkW9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/hZTa09BPoSY/s1600-h/19092009354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SrZcCXzkW9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/hZTa09BPoSY/s320/19092009354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383591600387808210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I guess nothing much to blog already. Wish me luck as my stress level is increasing each day. I need a break so desperately. I mean overseas!!! But I guess I will be going to Langkawi during my break due to budgets and the number of person going together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thinking how to celebrate my coming birthday since my last paper on the day before my birthday. Most of my friends spent some money to open a party, with teh money I have now. I do not think that will happen. I guess I can only celeberate with my family and my loves one. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, Langkawi at least, Bali and HK next!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-8268564102732716855?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8268564102732716855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=8268564102732716855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8268564102732716855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8268564102732716855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates.html' title='updates!'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SrZcDBxuZDI/AAAAAAAAAeA/fIefgU9zJic/s72-c/19092009353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-2250836355338486883</id><published>2009-09-20T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:15:49.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SrZQmS2PnYI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ssuIGPGTd2w/s1600-h/14092009342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SrZQmS2PnYI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ssuIGPGTd2w/s320/14092009342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383579023392611714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this post will be dedicated to my friend, Kai Xiang. I guess you are on your way to Birmingham, or maybe you are already there. That was the last time I met him, just one week before he left. We had our usual gathering at the Malay store near our house together with John and Yong Sen. We chit chatted till almost midnight and the place was getting crowder. Then we decided to go to the pj A&amp;amp;W to continue our chatting... and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, I will definitely miss him. He is few of my closest friend that have the similar interests with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, all the best to you and I shall see you next year dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, take care my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I look so bloody fat in the photo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-2250836355338486883?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2250836355338486883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=2250836355338486883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2250836355338486883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2250836355338486883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodbye-to-friend.html' title='Goodbye to a friend'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SrZQmS2PnYI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ssuIGPGTd2w/s72-c/14092009342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-4446671991021170559</id><published>2009-09-10T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:33:20.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sqfy2l4ecBI/AAAAAAAAAdY/n-9qbRSrRPs/s1600-h/Toy+Excavator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sqfy2l4ecBI/AAAAAAAAAdY/n-9qbRSrRPs/s320/Toy+Excavator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379535299613192210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had finished my Catia assignment. Finally I have finished after so much blood sweat and tears!!And it really moves!! the arm part and the base part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more assignments due next week. Need to prepare for finals. wtf man. Worse final ever. I said that every time but this time is different. I should be flipping my text books but my assignments kept me from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sISDaoAKoPk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/sISDaoAKoPk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong Sen poured the chicken soup in the coffee shop where we took our breakfast after our usual Saturday football match for I don't remember how much my friends dare him to do that, you know the soup when you order chicken rice. It was a few years ago, but when Kai Xiang re-post this video in Facebook today. Too bad I wasn't there at that time, but we still laugh at it. No offense Yong Sen. That is 1 of our classic moments in Revo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, 9 o' clock class damn it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-4446671991021170559?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4446671991021170559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=4446671991021170559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4446671991021170559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4446671991021170559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/assignment-rush.html' title='Assignment rush'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sqfy2l4ecBI/AAAAAAAAAdY/n-9qbRSrRPs/s72-c/Toy+Excavator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1926547377725688495</id><published>2009-09-07T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:16:46.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>2 of my favourite series are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gossip Girl - Season 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nP1Fn-49Sz8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nP1Fn-49Sz8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heroes - Volume 5, Redemption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pOoFeQgZZBk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pOoFeQgZZBk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been watching TVB series lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;" class="title"&gt;You’re Hired 《絕代商驕》&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SqTq2FhkQvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/UoP6VhiK4iU/s1600-h/you-re-hired-500x375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SqTq2FhkQvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/UoP6VhiK4iU/s320/you-re-hired-500x375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378682069904016114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very nice series. I enjoyed every episode of it but too bad that the series were too short. Unlike the super lame D.I.E, I hate it but I still watch. I am boring. I spent most of my time watching only movies and series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally, I have some decent series to watch. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, the girls are back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1926547377725688495?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1926547377725688495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1926547377725688495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1926547377725688495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1926547377725688495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SqTq2FhkQvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/UoP6VhiK4iU/s72-c/you-re-hired-500x375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1888808440844425517</id><published>2009-09-01T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:21:54.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/9/09</title><content type='html'>Took this phto down last 2 days when I had my family dinner in some restaurant at SS2. When I fliped through the menu. I give you one of their famous dish. Me and my family especially my bros and I still making joke of it till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SpwDojZZzkI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ifJmtuMej0U/s1600-h/30082009313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SpwDojZZzkI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ifJmtuMej0U/s320/30082009313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376176050404970050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What first come to mind when I saw this picture? What so special about a Pondan steam crabs. We was like wtf throughout the whole day.So I will be back to Malacca in the next morning to get ready for my finals.I guess I got nothing much to blog about this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, there goes another roller coaster ride...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1888808440844425517?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1888808440844425517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1888808440844425517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1888808440844425517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1888808440844425517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/1909.html' title='1/9/09'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SpwDojZZzkI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ifJmtuMej0U/s72-c/30082009313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-773771559917197506</id><published>2009-08-20T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T02:12:54.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor thing</title><content type='html'>After days of un-sleep nights, I present you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sow8uQr78NI/AAAAAAAAAco/7XXKCDh2KXw/s1600-h/catia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sow8uQr78NI/AAAAAAAAAco/7XXKCDh2KXw/s320/catia1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371735220997058770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my assignment. Is actually a small part of my assignment, but with this I believe I can score some marks depend on the other groups' design from my class. I know to you maybe is nothing.Do you know that this mechanism can actually move? As in you are playing your robot toy. Nevertheless I pretty satisfy with the outcome despite spending nights in vomiting this thing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sow9LaZXmzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/idKWBeg2l4c/s1600-h/catia+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sow9LaZXmzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/idKWBeg2l4c/s320/catia+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371735721819740978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Designing these 3 parts are never easy. Patience and creativity are needed. Catia is the name of this software. The so called RM80,000 per license software. Still have tons of thing to learn from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to my real life then, enough of craps. Nothing much happened these days, I was busy with my assignments and test. The best thing is I have 1 assignment due this week and 2 assignment plus a 9 chapters of midterm paper due next week which will keep me a busy bee. I thinking of traveling around, oversea perhaps,for my birthday, but I have to look after my wallet as well.  $.$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was doing this software assignment during the dinner. I was unaware that this giant butterfly or giant moth flew into my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sow9MXwtAuI/AAAAAAAAAdA/zeXj0359YCk/s1600-h/19082009304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sow9MXwtAuI/AAAAAAAAAdA/zeXj0359YCk/s320/19082009304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371735738292175586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kind off shocked at first, but I usually do not bother about it. After some time, I think it wanted to flew out of my room. Instead of heading out, 'PLAK!' was the sound I heard. Next thing I saw. It's left wing was broken means that it unable to fly anymore. I don't know what to do since is cruel for me to throw it into the bin. So I placed it on the dressing table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sow9L0CHzqI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Lj-6EmYRPYY/s1600-h/19082009307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sow9L0CHzqI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Lj-6EmYRPYY/s320/19082009307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371735728701558434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now, what should I do with it? Wait for it to die? Advise me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is time to sleep. I got an 8 am class to catch tomorrow morning. Nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au,poor butterfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-773771559917197506?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/773771559917197506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=773771559917197506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/773771559917197506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/773771559917197506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/poor-thing.html' title='Poor thing'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sow8uQr78NI/AAAAAAAAAco/7XXKCDh2KXw/s72-c/catia1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1255030731187937624</id><published>2009-08-16T15:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:49:28.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1095.75</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Soe3MNZ6beI/AAAAAAAAAcg/fy19skp8-Us/s1600-h/cherries_in_love_by_meppol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Soe3MNZ6beI/AAAAAAAAAcg/fy19skp8-Us/s320/cherries_in_love_by_meppol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370462501047266786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;Anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, it was yesterday actually.1 more paper and I can breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1255030731187937624?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1255030731187937624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1255030731187937624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1255030731187937624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1255030731187937624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/109575.html' title='1095.75'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Soe3MNZ6beI/AAAAAAAAAcg/fy19skp8-Us/s72-c/cherries_in_love_by_meppol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-8274477940496977100</id><published>2009-08-04T02:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T02:35:06.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday is boring</title><content type='html'>Hey folks,&lt;br /&gt;I am having my midterm break now (=.=' envy wor). 1 week only, nothing nice but have to prepare for my midterm paper as I am having 2 paper next week, Wednesday and Thursday as I have not touches my book yet. This break is so stressful. I find it hard to study in my house because there are always people in my room which I hate that so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sncr8YvZJiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/-Hcp8AwHtfg/s1600-h/03082009296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sncr8YvZJiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/-Hcp8AwHtfg/s320/03082009296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365805797468612130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holiday is for us to rest and relax not STUDY for papers!!! I hope the Ministry of Health will close down MMU for H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found this in IKEA during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sncr7xlyrHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/nngmq0tMkRw/s1600-h/01082009295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sncr7xlyrHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/nngmq0tMkRw/s320/01082009295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365805786959359090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I find it quite interesting as it says that IKEA will not provide free plastic bags anymore due to the enviromental problem. They are currently charging for every plastic bag. Anyhow, you are encourage to say NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing much to post anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, midterm midterm midterm. I gonna kill u!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-8274477940496977100?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8274477940496977100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=8274477940496977100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8274477940496977100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8274477940496977100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/holiday-is-boring.html' title='Holiday is boring'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sncr8YvZJiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/-Hcp8AwHtfg/s72-c/03082009296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-4782011967632868213</id><published>2009-07-22T23:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:22:36.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smczm9Vfv9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/7hF7Yczj8yQ/s1600-h/6732_234965030564_827855564_8115110_2088430_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smczm9Vfv9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/7hF7Yczj8yQ/s320/6732_234965030564_827855564_8115110_2088430_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310625800634322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola my readers, it is me the owner of Jazzy Moments to update my blog. What else can I update about? I eventually went to the Manchester United Asia Tour on Friday and Saturday. The Friday one was the training session actually. We went there quite early early to make sure we have our seats secure and see if we can meet the players as near as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczW5SioQI/AAAAAAAAAao/B-8in4i6l8Q/s1600-h/6732_234703370564_827855564_8109065_5305743_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczW5SioQI/AAAAAAAAAao/B-8in4i6l8Q/s320/6732_234703370564_827855564_8109065_5305743_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310349836591362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See this dude? He is another hard core Man Utd fans among my friends. See the stuff he was holding in his hands and you would not believe the stuff he brought to get the players' signature. We eventually was told that the players will enter from the entrance of VIP. This dude with his 'Die-also-must-get-their-signature' spirit waited for them together with Eric and I outside the stadium. Eric and I eventually condemned his spirit because we knew that he could not make it. I had that same kind of spirit When Beckham was here. I failed of course. However, our plan failed. The players did not passed through that site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczmLfu3EI/AAAAAAAAAbA/fBGi2f53StE/s1600-h/6732_234703385564_827855564_8109068_1027692_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczmLfu3EI/AAAAAAAAAbA/fBGi2f53StE/s320/6732_234703385564_827855564_8109068_1027692_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310612421794882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczXScfzKI/AAAAAAAAAa4/2nBsxm2L-Do/s1600-h/6732_234703380564_827855564_8109067_108677_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczXScfzKI/AAAAAAAAAa4/2nBsxm2L-Do/s320/6732_234703380564_827855564_8109067_108677_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310356589235362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczXEcnrWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/N6_H1irNqgE/s1600-h/6732_234703375564_827855564_8109066_4437429_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczXEcnrWI/AAAAAAAAAaw/N6_H1irNqgE/s320/6732_234703375564_827855564_8109066_4437429_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310352831655266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczWHsKNHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rRlfmuMlZtE/s1600-h/6732_234696970564_827855564_8108978_4848480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczWHsKNHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/rRlfmuMlZtE/s320/6732_234696970564_827855564_8108978_4848480_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310336522269810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys were so exicted when the players walked out from the stadium. The picture explain their feelings at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczWWz-NyI/AAAAAAAAAag/17zSrSAoimE/s1600-h/6732_234697115564_827855564_8109000_6155769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczWWz-NyI/AAAAAAAAAag/17zSrSAoimE/s320/6732_234697115564_827855564_8109000_6155769_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310340581570338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael Owen, the only player that I would really cheer with my lungs out. Sen and I eventually found a way down the exit where the players and staffs made their way out from the stadium to their buses. Sir Alex Ferguson - manager, Edwin Van Der Sar - goalkeeper and Nani - winger were in front of us. About 5 steps away from us. When we reached there, the security saw the crowd behind us rushed down together. They immediately blocked us. If not, we would have their signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the match day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczmQI-TuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Hs172H3D4y0/s1600-h/6732_234964835564_827855564_8115082_1986673_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SmczmQI-TuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Hs172H3D4y0/s320/6732_234964835564_827855564_8115082_1986673_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310613668515554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crowd outside the stadium. You wouldn't want to be there when the game is over and crowd. OMG.We even lost our way back to the car park. We can't even see the path back to the car. There were people everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smc2yh-vdpI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4PF0s2W8zfM/s1600-h/18072009276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smc2yh-vdpI/AAAAAAAAAb4/4PF0s2W8zfM/s320/18072009276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361314123150751378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The crowd in the stadium. It was almost full attendance in the 100,000 capacity Bukit Jalil Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smcz2VXUHuI/AAAAAAAAAbw/poDTlr67BhQ/s1600-h/6732_234965065564_827855564_8115116_8071184_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smcz2VXUHuI/AAAAAAAAAbw/poDTlr67BhQ/s320/6732_234965065564_827855564_8115116_8071184_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310889948749538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starting 11 from Man Utd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smczm_X69KI/AAAAAAAAAbg/R8NDJP7A7qQ/s1600-h/6732_234965405564_827855564_8115170_5169336_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smczm_X69KI/AAAAAAAAAbg/R8NDJP7A7qQ/s320/6732_234965405564_827855564_8115170_5169336_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310626347676834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael Owen came on as a substitute during the second half to make his debut appearance and grab his debut goal at the end of the game. The crowd and I scream like nobody else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have their match rematched on Monday evening. I did not make it simply because I am exhausted of travelling up and down. I had lost my passion to watch them play and I knew my objective had achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smcz2Upd5sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Aj1fv0MkS8s/s1600-h/_39229446_beckham270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smcz2Upd5sI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Aj1fv0MkS8s/s320/_39229446_beckham270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361310889756452546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now, my objective had achieved. I wanted to see the players in front of my eyes LIVE and I had that done. Plus I had met David Beckham for the last few years when he made his Castrol Tour to KL. Left players from Arsenal whom I wanted to meet all this while. Going to London watching the Gunners playing in the Emirates stadium (Arsenal home stadium) is a dream to any one of the Arsenal fans. I will make that happen one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smc6YlbxUBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/e7HrJ-6-BpY/s1600-h/MarleyandMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smc6YlbxUBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/e7HrJ-6-BpY/s320/MarleyandMe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361318075447726098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched Marley and Me. It was a very good story. My 2 hours of time was well spent in front of the monitor despite ending up with a sad ending.I seriously wouldn't mind rewatch this movie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smc7kblZC0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/ul58Nm9cGy4/s1600-h/19072009277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smc7kblZC0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/ul58Nm9cGy4/s320/19072009277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361319378473782082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random picture from Gardens when I was having tea break with my mum and my brother. Simply delicious :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Currently listening to 未明白女人 - 羅嘉良. My all time favourite song fromthe series, At The Threshold of an Era. I started listened to this since I don't know when. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that for today. Thanks for dropping by. I appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, my is phone is spoil. thinking of selling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-4782011967632868213?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4782011967632868213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=4782011967632868213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4782011967632868213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4782011967632868213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Smczm9Vfv9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/7hF7Yczj8yQ/s72-c/6732_234965030564_827855564_8115110_2088430_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-8957612780967333906</id><published>2009-07-16T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:52:26.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sl8seOEhV4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/1b7Bc-NzZ4Y/s1600-h/16072009253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sl8seOEhV4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/1b7Bc-NzZ4Y/s320/16072009253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359050979278935938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Manchester United is coming to Malaysia. They are on the way to be precise. They will be an open training session tomorrow evening and an exhibition match day after tomorrow. Honestly I am not really excited about it ever since the sale of current best player in the world, Cristiano Ronaldo. I wanted to see him live actually. Owen is another player with super talent to see also, as he used to be the wonderkid of Liverpool and for England. He was one of my favorite. Other players from Utd like Rooney, Giggs are fabulous players. No doubt they are one of the best. They had everyone to respect them with their excellent performance in the recent years, but I do not really fancy about them. I am considering selling the ticket if some Man Utd fans who wanted to go so madly but do not have ticket maybe can contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were rumors about 2 fellows from MMU Melaka are infected with the H1N1 virus. 1 student and another lecturer. However, that is just rumors. No confirmation had been made so far. I am not feeling good for this few days as well. Might this be....or maybe I am just too tired preparing my mid term which I had it yesterday. Is a pleasure to watch one of the best and successful team playing in front of your eyes is some experience that I never had. I will still go if nobody offer my ticket. It will be an unforgetable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem. What should I wear to the stadium?lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, Glory Glory Man Utd....just for the sake of beating Malaysia football team.Hah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-8957612780967333906?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8957612780967333906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=8957612780967333906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8957612780967333906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8957612780967333906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/gearing-up.html' title='Gearing Up'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Sl8seOEhV4I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/1b7Bc-NzZ4Y/s72-c/16072009253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-6466919751655702605</id><published>2009-07-08T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:53:05.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson's Memorial Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SlSOjI4ibtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/TzQMiy0vups/s1600-h/2086523808_12822041607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SlSOjI4ibtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/TzQMiy0vups/s320/2086523808_12822041607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356062591181549266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M.J's memorial service was held in L.A yesterday about 1 a.m. local time. No doubt his death still rocked the heart of every fans of Michael Jackson after his death was pronounced 2 weeks ago. Many of his close friends and close relatives attended the memorial service, paying their respect to him, recalling their most unforgettable moments with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SlSOqoFEwtI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LuaGejVtQoM/s1600-h/1691574157_13697114278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SlSOqoFEwtI/AAAAAAAAAaA/LuaGejVtQoM/s320/1691574157_13697114278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356062719814714066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of M.J's friend, Magic Johnson. NBA fans should know about him. When he recalled his moments with M.J, there was once when he met Michael up in Michael's house. He was so shocked when he found out that M.J ate KFC during the meeting. Everybody in the memorial service including me watching it in front of the tv laughed. The King of Pop ate KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SlSOqTHF9PI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/EBjYP-er7cc/s1600-h/janet-hug-paris_1439009i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SlSOqTHF9PI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/EBjYP-er7cc/s320/janet-hug-paris_1439009i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356062714186036466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Towards the end of the memorial service, M.J's eldest child Paris Katherine Jackson spoke in front of the public for the first time. It eventually tore off the heart of the audience."Ever since I was born, Daddy has been the best father you could ever imagine," the 11 year old daughter of Michael Jackson said. Before collapsing in tears into her aunt, Janet Jackson's arm. "And I just wanted to say I love him - so much." she said. That moment eventually stabbed the heart of every audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When M.J was alive, everybody were there to criticize him. About his surgery, his behavior and his court cases. I felt that people does not appreciate and respect about his existence. When he is dead, it seems that everybody suddenly turned their head around said that :' OMG, M.J is dead. What a lost. I am so sad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I never even bother about his private life. Say what you want but to me, he is the greatest entertainer of all time. He left us his legacy which every fans of him should be very proud of it. I believe that we will never see a person like him again in our life time performing his iconic moon walk. We will never see a singer with such talent,passion again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of words actually. Words just cannot describe his lost to this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, RIP M.J, we will miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-6466919751655702605?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6466919751655702605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=6466919751655702605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/6466919751655702605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/6466919751655702605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-jacksons-memorial-service.html' title='Michael Jackson&apos;s Memorial Service'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SlSOjI4ibtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/TzQMiy0vups/s72-c/2086523808_12822041607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1565436614923308517</id><published>2009-07-01T23:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:10:44.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On what happened lately</title><content type='html'>Just finish watching Gossip Girl Season 2. Not a bad series at all I would say. At least, my time are worth spending in catching up the series than doing any other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkuAkru25RI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wegkQ8bVRIw/s1600-h/90317p4meesterbgr01chuc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkuAkru25RI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wegkQ8bVRIw/s320/90317p4meesterbgr01chuc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353513949762872594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, Chuck Bass and Blair Waldorf are together after having so much of rough time. Another thing I like the series is the branded stuff that happen to appear in the series. I saw some stuff like Chanel, LV and more. I think those are real though they didn't mention about them directly. You would not see these things in any other series nowadays. The plot of the series is attracting me to catch up the 3rd series to be released in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the next movie I am waiting for, Public Enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkuCOgFNX2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/k8ihLyui3WM/s1600-h/public-enemies-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkuCOgFNX2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/k8ihLyui3WM/s320/public-enemies-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353515767701528418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starring Johnny Depp and Christian Bale. Background at the 1930s. It would be something fresh but it might be boring. Crime drama between gangster and FBI. What else can I say? 2 of my favorite actors - Captain Jack Sparrow and Bruce Wayne, Batman are back in action. I can't wait to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the mean time, I was quite upset with my current timetable for this semester. Pretty stupid. I can't get to spend sometime outside the campus during the weekdays where I normally loiter around and catching up some latest movies with my sweetheart during the weekdays when we are free. The current timetable just so suck. From Monday till Friday, I have to stay around. It kinda pissed me off, I wanted to watch Transformers 2 today but just when I recalled I skipped 6 hours of lectures which I skipped the most important day of the week. I felt guilty. After attending a hell long and a tedious of 6 hours of lecture classes today, I felt that I should had been in the cinema instead of sitting in the class. The lectures were pure rubbish, lecturers spelling every alphabets accordingly to the slides, and another one acting as he was Einstein. Tried to teach a 2 hours of lecture with just a few slides of transparencies. Deriving all the complicated formulas in front of us. In fact, he got all messed up and confused with his formulas at the end of the class. He was booed. Sorry to say that Mr O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an user at my front gum when I was brushing my teeth too hard and 'Pok'. I hurt my gum. I was like Oh Fcuk and I shouted. Much more painful that biting your lips accidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan, I know its gay, Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1565436614923308517?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1565436614923308517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1565436614923308517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1565436614923308517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1565436614923308517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-what-happened-lately.html' title='On what happened lately'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkuAkru25RI/AAAAAAAAAZc/wegkQ8bVRIw/s72-c/90317p4meesterbgr01chuc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1676452452626502656</id><published>2009-06-26T08:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:49:51.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkQYhL_wZ8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/uCb657nPLwg/s1600-h/topelementcr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkQYhL_wZ8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/uCb657nPLwg/s320/topelementcr1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351429215657945026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson also known as the King of Pop was pronounced dead in L.A hospital at local time 6.50 a.m. This is a great loss to the music industry. He is my all time favorite singer. I started listening to his songs ever since I was a little kid and until now, I am still a great fans of his. Always played his songs from my computer or from my iPod. The news just gave me a shock when I saw the news. The news just rocked my morning. What a way to start a day. I am emo now. No mood to blog already. I will be back to my home few more hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, R.I.P M.J&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1676452452626502656?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1676452452626502656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1676452452626502656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1676452452626502656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1676452452626502656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html' title='Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkQYhL_wZ8I/AAAAAAAAAZU/uCb657nPLwg/s72-c/topelementcr1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-3531533274515151699</id><published>2009-06-25T00:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:21:38.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Resurrected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ELLO ELLO ELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FOLKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am back once again. After months of leaving the world of blogging,I have finally decided to resurrect my blog. Yet, I have tons of stuff to post but I don't know which to begin. Give me some time alright? The main reason I abandon my blog because I hate to see the previous blog skin. I felt so much of negativity and I am not comfortable with it. I wanted to come out with my own blogskin with Photoshop. Unfortunately I am still in the learning progress. I always want to blog when my idea comes but my laziness stop me form doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lets start,&lt;br /&gt;with Transformers 2: Revenge of The Fallen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkJb5EpUZzI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6sTHT-FfPQo/s1600-h/transformers_2_blue_head_poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkJb5EpUZzI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6sTHT-FfPQo/s320/transformers_2_blue_head_poster1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350940343327287090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The movie that every Transformers' fans were waiting painfully after the first part. I would is a great movie. One of the best movie in this year I have watched. I had to skipped my 6 hours of lecture yesterday just to watch this movie. I knew I could not concentrate. Anyway is just the beginning of the semester, and the lecturers were lousy, who cares anyway. The moment I walked from the hall, I still feel that skipping 6 hours of lectures is still worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkJcUHAfgKI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ZkodHWlS2KA/s1600-h/25062009231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkJcUHAfgKI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ZkodHWlS2KA/s320/25062009231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350940807817822370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get my ticket 3 hours before the movie. I don't think I can do that in KL. I heard the tickets were selling like hotcakes. The earliest will be next week I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkJeUqfqUmI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LJgQExrs0rc/s1600-h/300px-MovieOptimusPrime_promorender2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkJeUqfqUmI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LJgQExrs0rc/s320/300px-MovieOptimusPrime_promorender2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350943016367051362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Optimus Prime, my all time childhood hero. He is voiced by Peter Cullen, the guy who voiced Optimus ever since the anime I watched when I was a kid. I got so emotional when I heard his voice even in the hall. Overall the plot of the movie is a lil bit of messy but who cares. I am paying RM6 for the actions and Megan Fox. What else to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am some kind of movie freak nowadays, spending most of my free time watching movies and series. I am free now and I enjoy watching videos so much. I guess that is enough for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, Autobots, roll out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-3531533274515151699?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3531533274515151699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=3531533274515151699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/3531533274515151699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/3531533274515151699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-resurrected.html' title='Blog Resurrected'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SkJb5EpUZzI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6sTHT-FfPQo/s72-c/transformers_2_blue_head_poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-6428449534053079462</id><published>2008-12-21T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T02:09:51.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SU00Fes08nI/AAAAAAAAAP0/BtQ4RKhGIDc/s1600-h/ABCD0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SU00Fes08nI/AAAAAAAAAP0/BtQ4RKhGIDc/s320/ABCD0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281935206720533106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It happened on last Friday, I was hit by a motorcycle!!!&lt;br /&gt;sigh, 1 month 2 accidents. How shui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been busy for me to update the blog. It certainly looks dead. I will do something about it when I am free. For now, I really want Christmas. It has been years since I really really celebrated Christmas happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, Where are you Santa, I have lots of wishes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-6428449534053079462?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6428449534053079462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=6428449534053079462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/6428449534053079462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/6428449534053079462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/accident-2.html' title='Accident 2'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SU00Fes08nI/AAAAAAAAAP0/BtQ4RKhGIDc/s72-c/ABCD0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-8110975175911839174</id><published>2008-11-14T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:13:34.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident</title><content type='html'>So I was on the way back to Subang in the evening in the highway.&lt;br /&gt;In the midway, it was raining heavily.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a trailer full of rocks hits the divider and I was travelling at the second lane. The next thing I know that there is a huge rock in front of me and I tried my best to evade the rock.&lt;br /&gt;Then what I heard is some loud sound coming out from tyre.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to park my car at the side to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I saw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SR2fhg3WkSI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w43B7vAgHfA/s1600-h/14112008751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SR2fhg3WkSI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w43B7vAgHfA/s320/14112008751.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268542537199948066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SR2fhjRW69I/AAAAAAAAAPc/WubX-Ka7gfI/s1600-h/14112008750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SR2fhjRW69I/AAAAAAAAAPc/WubX-Ka7gfI/s320/14112008750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268542537845894098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to change to my spare tyre at the middle of heavy rain and halfway of my journey. It wasn't easy to solo everything since I was a noob. Guess what? I am not the only one who hits the rock.I saw 2 cars in front of me and another 2 cars behind of me doing the thing as me. I guess they hit that rock as well.I am fucking pissed right now figuring where to fix my car.&lt;br /&gt;Had to buy another tyre. There goes my money and there goes my plan for futsal tomoro morning...sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, emoing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-8110975175911839174?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8110975175911839174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=8110975175911839174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8110975175911839174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8110975175911839174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SR2fhg3WkSI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w43B7vAgHfA/s72-c/14112008751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-2344473210099668906</id><published>2008-11-09T22:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:25:20.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshed</title><content type='html'>My blog looks dead.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, it has been for some time since I last update it.&lt;br /&gt;I am lazy actually.&lt;br /&gt;So, there goes my so called 'semester break'.&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow is gonna be a new and fresh start of another semester.&lt;br /&gt;Results? not pretty satisfy but glad that I passed every subject.&lt;br /&gt;My holiday wasn't productive at all actually. I spent all my time sitting at home rotting.&lt;br /&gt;So now , I am back at Malacca. I just watched James Bond. Not bad actually but still those 'must watch word class classic' movie for me. Compared to Pierce Brosnan version of James Bond,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SRbzEq8OGDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/BDbUtMYaLHA/s1600-h/pierce-brosnan-picture-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SRbzEq8OGDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/BDbUtMYaLHA/s320/pierce-brosnan-picture-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266664075828271154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;where in the every single episode of James Bond. For sure there are tons of super high tech of gadgets and super powerful weapon equipped in a sport car are introduced in the film where as for the current version of James Bond, Daniel Craig. No more gadgets and powerful cars. I find it more realistic for an agent. I do not think he is good looking compared to Brosnan. I am wondering what happen if &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julian_McMahon"&gt;Julian McMahon&lt;/a&gt;, the fellow who holds the role of Dr Christian Troy in Nip / Tuck since he was one of the James Bond candidate after Brosnan. butI prefer the current version of JB that goes with a smooth and nice storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next movie to watch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SRcAKbH_5CI/AAAAAAAAAPM/uRgmKNIlDzw/s1600-h/madagascar2poster-60608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SRcAKbH_5CI/AAAAAAAAAPM/uRgmKNIlDzw/s320/madagascar2poster-60608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266678468313080866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of movies, move to football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ARSENAL 2 - 1 MAN UTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No doubt is a fair win after throwing so many points from those easy matches.&lt;br /&gt;What makes me really really angry was the articles from The Star.Yes, the english The Star paper. The Friday paper. The fellow wrote the football section was a real bastard. I knew many of the authors were the fans of Man Utd, but this fellow wrote until it was a simply and sure win match for them and critize the Gunners like shit. To me, sorry. I don't you deserve to be a football fans. You are just another piece shame to your club. so, what is today's headlines?&lt;br /&gt;Is just a simple title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAIL NASRI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SRcAuLe1CAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Eq_Xl6oiNbY/s1600-h/_45187232_nasri226x282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SRcAuLe1CAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Eq_Xl6oiNbY/s320/_45187232_nasri226x282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266679082589161474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Serves you right that you got nothing to write. I wonder how you write if United won last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SHAME ON YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fella who named Richard Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly, DD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to you but a sweet old I Love You is a must mention here everytime I update right?&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SRb93HR1xxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ASJc32TWcGs/s1600-h/PhotoFunia_1b51c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SRb93HR1xxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ASJc32TWcGs/s320/PhotoFunia_1b51c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266675937544881938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, is time to sign off then.&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, Name is Bond,James Bond....Wulalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-2344473210099668906?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2344473210099668906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=2344473210099668906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2344473210099668906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2344473210099668906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/11/refreshed.html' title='Refreshed'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SRbzEq8OGDI/AAAAAAAAAO0/BDbUtMYaLHA/s72-c/pierce-brosnan-picture-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-4550949675513345743</id><published>2008-09-15T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:34:26.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>Done nothing actually for the past weekend at my own house, but something really happen here back in the campus. I found this very very disturbing when I heard the news. This is the third consecutive years with those things happening ever since I came down here.Anyway, without sufficient evidence and witness. There goes the case. Well, that's Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the other side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SM58iMYhdEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6jM34KAYiI4/s1600-h/ABCD0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SM58iMYhdEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6jM34KAYiI4/s320/ABCD0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246267542814684226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SM58iGjLWxI/AAAAAAAAAOc/IpQmW_dIXW4/s1600-h/ABCD0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SM58iGjLWxI/AAAAAAAAAOc/IpQmW_dIXW4/s320/ABCD0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246267541248760594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shopped!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SM59ThYUSRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/m4nHD3b8uJA/s1600-h/beaver_looking_camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SM59ThYUSRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/m4nHD3b8uJA/s320/beaver_looking_camera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246268390264555794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so in love with beaver now!!!&lt;br /&gt;So bloody cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;back to the reality side, I went to 1u yesterday. So, i paid a visit to the iPod reseller there to check out the new iPod nano and touch. Unfortunately I saw the nano only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SM59-XAUf4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/kAbftnwyMS4/s1600-h/ipodnano_image1_20080909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SM59-XAUf4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/kAbftnwyMS4/s320/ipodnano_image1_20080909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246269126213926786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is so bloody freaking small.As if I am holding a name card on my palm.I dont really feel the weight of it.&lt;br /&gt;FCUK YOU APPLE.&lt;br /&gt;Is not even 2 months yet since I had bought the iPod from you and you came out with a new range of it at the following month.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw some negative reviews regarding the new nano.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that great anyway.&lt;br /&gt;BLEUK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I dont really feel so good now. I am so bloody tired. From what I heard from the news just now, the reporter reported about the situation somewhere in kl where Anwar Ibrahim and his supporter are gathering somewhere now and rumors are all flying around. I dont really hope this country is going to be in deep shit tomorrow when I wake up but I do hope the best for this country. Besides that, I had been told some terrible news just now which really made me feel not so good now but I really hope everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,prepare for the finals.....&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;By the way, though I don't know you, Jay Win. I don't know what happen but all we can do is just to wish you Rest In Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, BEAVER.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-4550949675513345743?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4550949675513345743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=4550949675513345743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4550949675513345743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4550949675513345743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SM58iMYhdEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6jM34KAYiI4/s72-c/ABCD0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-7860567039052568204</id><published>2008-09-02T00:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T02:22:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello mello everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry for not updating this blog and making it like so dead.I had been busy for all this while.Busy preparing for my papers, assignments...and all kind of stuff. Please do understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do have tons of things I wanted to share, but I have got no idea how to write and how to start =.='&lt;br /&gt;Erm, ok. Lets make it short,&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of my subject, so called 'Moral Studies'. My friends and I were forced to visit a kindergarten for our social work assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwfryJe91I/AAAAAAAAANc/Fj9543hMHdo/s1600-h/25082008590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwfryJe91I/AAAAAAAAANc/Fj9543hMHdo/s320/25082008590.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241098903408801618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were shy at the beginning. Worrying don't know how to communicate with them. At the end of the visiting, most of them still ignore us, maybe they are just too shy to communicate with us? Or maybe we are just not friendly enough?But one thing I must say that they are really CUTE. I personally like this boy at the second row very much, though he don't talk to me when I went up front to make friend with him.Another thing is this boy really remind me of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEH AIK SIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't know why actually. He reminds me of him when I first saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of kindergarten small kids. Lets move on,&lt;br /&gt;To my papers,&lt;br /&gt;One word to describe. One and only one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horrendous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't even believe the final outcome. I just can't bare to see my results when they came out. Some papers managed to motivate me but some papers just manage to hit me. I still believe I have time to fix this up. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I found that I am hooked to another drama. Not those from HK, I just don't like them. Don't know why. I just get bored of it after so many years.&lt;br /&gt;Introducing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwpWCVHYNI/AAAAAAAAANk/lOArgK7gWN8/s1600-h/NipTuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwpWCVHYNI/AAAAAAAAANk/lOArgK7gWN8/s320/NipTuck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109524911710418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nip / Tuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It all about the 2 plastic surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;Sex, love, friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I like the story very much to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my sweetheart and I came up to kl just to get them. Saw John at the highway in mean while. Managed to say hi to him. So, here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwtlwVxPKI/AAAAAAAAANs/IdumaEiuawU/s1600-h/ABCD0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwtlwVxPKI/AAAAAAAAANs/IdumaEiuawU/s320/ABCD0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241114193007033506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new iPod Nano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwtmCZp5aI/AAAAAAAAAN0/54p893WKEvM/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwtmCZp5aI/AAAAAAAAAN0/54p893WKEvM/s320/ABCD0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241114197855167906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is more than an ordinary mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwtme1rkYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/uOidKZDfFBw/s1600-h/03082008524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwtme1rkYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/uOidKZDfFBw/s320/03082008524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241114205488910722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and sweetheart's iPod Touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It broke my heart when I saw somebody posting some rumors about the new iPod that is going to be launched for the next coming week. Hello Apple? I just bought my iPod a month ago. Nevermind, I like my iPod very much, it serves me well. I am still thinking of getting my iPod to connect to my car. A FM Transmitter? Advice anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I basically posted what I wanted to post. I had been spending for this few days at Subang and I am going back later in the morning, but I am having some sort of feeling. Some negative feelings, I felt that I do not spend enough time with my family. It makes me feel that there is a gap between us and I am not happy about it. I wanted to call my friends out but most of them are busy with their stuff, is kind of troublesome. After going back to Malacca, I wll be back latest at mid- October after my finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwwjaFozTI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Nlm_9MHi2_E/s1600-h/27082008596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwwjaFozTI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Nlm_9MHi2_E/s320/27082008596.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241117451208936754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My current mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, my message to everyone. I will be missing my family and my friends here. Please do take good care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwxM0EBSSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CBFP4supljM/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwxM0EBSSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CBFP4supljM/s320/ABCD0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241118162556111138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dd with her new spec, look to be specific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear sweetheart, I always left the last paragraph to you doesn't mean you are not important but instead, the last paragraph are always words from my heart, deep deep inside.I do appreciate every moment we had together. I was so happy to celebrate our 2 years anniversary that day.I really do dear. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan, mood swinging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-7860567039052568204?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7860567039052568204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=7860567039052568204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7860567039052568204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7860567039052568204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-back.html' title='I am Back'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SLwfryJe91I/AAAAAAAAANc/Fj9543hMHdo/s72-c/25082008590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-6697688012758807296</id><published>2008-06-10T16:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T13:01:57.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Hola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I felt so boring actually sitting at home everyday.&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is eat shit and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;My job at home the most is just fetching my brothers to and from tuition, fetching mummy when my dad is not free plus fetching my mum to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My family made some chinese dumpling or what we called ' Bak Zhang ' last week and my mum's 'bak zhang' is the best.Here some photos,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-t4ML0mI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4zY3CM4HT7k/s1600-h/07062008376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-t4ML0mI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4zY3CM4HT7k/s320/07062008376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210170776812769890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ingredients&lt;br /&gt;Pork, chinese mushroom, salted egg yolk and some chestnut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d9XjvWII/AAAAAAAAAMs/MEADXYxgyMs/s1600-h/07062008381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d9XjvWII/AAAAAAAAAMs/MEADXYxgyMs/s320/07062008381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210205127791564930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The process&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-uFvpM2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/QOOfg3u4nsM/s1600-h/07062008377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-uFvpM2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/QOOfg3u4nsM/s320/07062008377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210170780451156834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The outcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last week also, my mum brought us to some Japanese restaurant near her office. The price is cheap and scrumptious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-sSTVQkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GWsDsfi9U70/s1600-h/05062008368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-sSTVQkI/AAAAAAAAAMA/GWsDsfi9U70/s320/05062008368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210170749462331970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My set&lt;br /&gt;The portion is kinda big and we have some salmon there, grilled fish, boneless chicken, potato salad and some sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-tJuPgQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sEfFPtsX3I4/s1600-h/06062008374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-tJuPgQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sEfFPtsX3I4/s320/06062008374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210170764339151106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought a dozen of these back to home when I went to 1u. The taste is good as compared to J.CO, is just the choice is not as many as J.Co. I am still wondering why J.Co is packed everyday. And I got this from a magazine saying  that they sold 50k - 60k of donuts  at the pavillion outlet DAILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        On the other day, I followed my dad down to pj to fetch my mum from work. We was caught in the traffic jam as usual. So, instead of jamming and squeezing with other cars back home. We decided to have some walk at Ikea. We had some food there because we was hungry. I ordered a slice of this cake. Don't really remember the name. Pecan carrot cake if I am not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-tcURQFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PASuILOBEa4/s1600-h/06062008375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-tcURQFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PASuILOBEa4/s320/06062008375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210170769330487378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To be honest, the cake is nice.&lt;br /&gt;During the weekends, my mum wanted to try Wendy's out. So we went to pyramid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d9p_CvxI/AAAAAAAAAM0/e_Yfzh2e7lE/s1600-h/08062008383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d9p_CvxI/AAAAAAAAAM0/e_Yfzh2e7lE/s320/08062008383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210205132737920786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d-SlQFcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rqo-rOlpbR8/s1600-h/08062008385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d-SlQFcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rqo-rOlpbR8/s320/08062008385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210205143635596738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d-oW2GlI/AAAAAAAAANE/AdswbI1UeIY/s1600-h/08062008382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d-oW2GlI/AAAAAAAAANE/AdswbI1UeIY/s320/08062008382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210205149480753746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baked potato with sour cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Surprisingly their food are mostly made of beef. For beef lovers, I gonna bet you will love it. For the rest, I am sorry. You will gonna regret if we do not order their Chillis when you visit them. Is made of minced beef, bean and some vegetables. *thumbs up* Their baked potato is nice too.&lt;br /&gt;At the same day, we went to Sheraton Subang to collect cake that my mum ordered few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d_BqzAHI/AAAAAAAAANM/R52dGjt3n9c/s1600-h/08062008389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE5d_BqzAHI/AAAAAAAAANM/R52dGjt3n9c/s320/08062008389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210205156275322994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a chocolate cake. We decided to celebrate Father's Day last week because I am going back to Malacca next week already. Nothing much to comment about the cake but it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE9a0m4iMUI/AAAAAAAAANU/syyVrQf_rbU/s1600-h/10062008398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE9a0m4iMUI/AAAAAAAAANU/syyVrQf_rbU/s320/10062008398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210483153728319810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought this new fragrance too.Yeah, I do not like the packing. This is the same bottle  of fragrance I am currently  using. I mean bottle and the smell is totally different. The smell and the price attracted my attention, and the other type and brands of fragrance doesn't seems to suite me. So, I snatched it up&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;speaking of my academic stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;result released 2 days ago and I passed everything for God's sake.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't score with flying colors but I maintained my CGPA and thats good.&lt;br /&gt;My next stop is,&lt;br /&gt;To try out the starbucks breakfast. Woot!!!&lt;br /&gt;I believe I had gained some weight for eating so much this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, FAT O!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-6697688012758807296?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6697688012758807296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=6697688012758807296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/6697688012758807296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/6697688012758807296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SE4-t4ML0mI/AAAAAAAAAMY/4zY3CM4HT7k/s72-c/07062008376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-8218816861601121641</id><published>2008-06-05T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:59:29.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuel Price</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SEbFbpnzIUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-_ghjg3pwKY/s1600-h/300-movie-400a0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SEbFbpnzIUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-_ghjg3pwKY/s320/300-movie-400a0309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208067097920479554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The current price for the fuel is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM 2.70/liter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS MADNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know this price is cheapest in the region but if you can think other way. Compare our monthly salary to other region, you will get something different. At least your income can cover your expenses. When you see here, our country, everything is getting expensive, how can we take this Mr Badawi? I know the global price is rising rising and rising but I just want to let you know that we have our own oil fields, I just cannot believe you still dare to say the price will increase again. Now, I choose not to believe you. If it really hit RM4/ liter, I believe the people of this country will be marching towards your house. I know this is nothing to those rich guy outside, but look at my family, me as a student???I am not complaining for not having money to pump into my car but this is really overboard when you increase your electricity rate at the same time without improving our economy.This is not the way to run a country with your people suffering financial problem. Just feel pity those who cannot afford this kind of situation.So what if you gave us the subsidy RM625 annually?Not much different actually. We still suffer. I just got my brand new car and I just pumped RM50 only into it and you are telling me the fuel price is increasing. FEel like pumping water into my car next time.I promised myself if I had the chance to leave this country, I will do it. I am so determined to do this. I getting sick and 'sickier' everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys watch a advertisement from New Strait Times saying that a blonde tourist entered a bus and asked a group of Malay secondary students about the direction to the national monument? You should watch it if you haven't. I wonder why this advertisement can get through the government approval. Is  a disgrace to our education system anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Correct me if I am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, sick sick and sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-8218816861601121641?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8218816861601121641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=8218816861601121641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8218816861601121641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8218816861601121641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/fuel-price.html' title='Fuel Price'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SEbFbpnzIUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-_ghjg3pwKY/s72-c/300-movie-400a0309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-4617866793969125021</id><published>2008-05-27T23:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T00:34:09.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>??? - 23th of May 2008, Friday,&lt;br /&gt;    I was quite busy to prepare for my finals for the past whole months and I am glad that I had got through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwzxF9qafI/AAAAAAAAALI/RyIlERxAOx8/s1600-h/10052008268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwzxF9qafI/AAAAAAAAALI/RyIlERxAOx8/s320/10052008268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205092187840866802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was stressful, damn stressful I would say. I actually underestimate the amount of stuff that I had to studied and absorb into my brain. This is the only semester that I am still studying with my papers are actually held in the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDw0Bl9qajI/AAAAAAAAALo/3x0EdCHQdsA/s1600-h/24052008346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDw0Bl9qajI/AAAAAAAAALo/3x0EdCHQdsA/s320/24052008346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205092471308708402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that was the amount of my notes that I had to wrote in order to prepare for my finals. I done it in one month time actually. And that is useful ones. You will never want to see the one with my scribbling and calculations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwzw19qaeI/AAAAAAAAALA/jmXFcgAM1ls/s1600-h/03052008219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwzw19qaeI/AAAAAAAAALA/jmXFcgAM1ls/s320/03052008219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205092183545899490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Introducing Wai Fun and Bernard. They are actually quite friendly and helpful. We studied together and yeah, it was fun to study with them. We actually chat at mamak stall near my house from 12 a.m. to 5 a.m. . I had never done that in Malacca ever since I went there to study. I appreciate those time actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwzxl9qahI/AAAAAAAAALY/jxwcYnw9lwU/s1600-h/19052008115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwzxl9qahI/AAAAAAAAALY/jxwcYnw9lwU/s320/19052008115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205092196430801426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See no evil right? That is no some sort of lamp or lamp post you know? Exam tension you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDw1-V9qakI/AAAAAAAAALw/KDyAiPpoM58/s1600-h/21052008343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDw1-V9qakI/AAAAAAAAALw/KDyAiPpoM58/s320/21052008343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205094614497389122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mathematics anyone?Haha...&lt;br /&gt;So there goes all my papers for this semester. I am not really sure whether I will get through this semester despite all of the papers looks manageable but I still worry about my thermodynamics' paper. It was manageable but mistakes that I made were horrendous, anyway what is done is already done. End of story and I don't want to think about it anymore there another semester. Really have to pray to pass this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwy5F9qadI/AAAAAAAAAK4/v0DDqr8Z-CU/s1600-h/02052008216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwy5F9qadI/AAAAAAAAAK4/v0DDqr8Z-CU/s320/02052008216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205091225768192466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is always hopes if we believe it. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th of May 2008, Monday,&lt;br /&gt;      Hello Subang and bye bye to Malacca, for three weeks I supposed :( . Just when I stepped into my house. My youngest brother, Nicholas talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas : Noob, U slim down already wo.&lt;br /&gt;Me             : Yea meh?&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas : You look like a small kid.&lt;br /&gt;Me             : =.='&lt;br /&gt;My mum eventually was beside me.&lt;br /&gt;Mum        : Wa really slim down already wo. Malacca got nothing to eat ar?&lt;br /&gt;Me             : ....&lt;br /&gt;Mum        : Nicholas was right. You even look younger than him.&lt;br /&gt;Me             : swt     ==.==*&lt;br /&gt;So, I kept quiet. My brother is in his standard 6 only. I am 20 now and I look younger than a 12 years old kid??&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I felt more comfortable to stay at home despite spent most of my time in Malacca. Sorry to say that, feelings of staying at my own house is simply hard to describe but I am still miss her :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwzxV9qagI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YruIipERqxk/s1600-h/15052008316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwzxV9qagI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YruIipERqxk/s320/15052008316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205092192135834114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                          &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                               LOVE U &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;                                                          AND I REALLY MISS YOU SWEETHEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*HUGSSSS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, 2633...yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-4617866793969125021?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4617866793969125021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=4617866793969125021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4617866793969125021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4617866793969125021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SDwzxF9qafI/AAAAAAAAALI/RyIlERxAOx8/s72-c/10052008268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-821037484596804918</id><published>2008-05-24T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:07:12.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>I had been questioning myself over and over.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;What had I done?&lt;br /&gt;What am I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I behave like this?&lt;br /&gt;Did I really change?&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer the person I knew anymore?&lt;br /&gt;What is happening actually?&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;These questions made me struggle occasionally.I couldn't really get the answer I wanted.I even bang my head to the wall terribily at times.&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;I got what I demanded for a very lengthy period but at the same time I lost something that I never ever wish to lost.&lt;br /&gt;I truly love and heart you.I knew a sorry  wasn't the solution anymore. I don't mean to do that to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, the person that I don't know anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-821037484596804918?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/821037484596804918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=821037484596804918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/821037484596804918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/821037484596804918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-4318529070514653052</id><published>2008-05-17T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T16:31:32.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negative</title><content type='html'>Nobody listened to what I said.Maybe it will be better if I step away for a moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-4318529070514653052?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4318529070514653052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=4318529070514653052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4318529070514653052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4318529070514653052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/negative.html' title='Negative'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-5788268058568274001</id><published>2008-05-03T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:53:36.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compressed</title><content type='html'>I am blogging in the campus.Everything doesn't look good to me. Everything is going against me.sigh..&lt;br /&gt;what should I do if everything goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au,emoooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-5788268058568274001?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5788268058568274001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=5788268058568274001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5788268058568274001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5788268058568274001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/compressed.html' title='Compressed'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1541910693000762030</id><published>2008-04-15T20:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:08:49.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heating Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot!Hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The weather is crazily freaking hot nowadays.U will never stand the heat without switching on the air cond I assumed. Yeah, the final exam tension is growing and this is the perfect time to start burning my midnight oil.No more sleeping skipping and complaining the lecturers now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SAShr9p4a_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uU-xzJS0oW8/s1600-h/13042008126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SAShr9p4a_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uU-xzJS0oW8/s320/13042008126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189450447294327794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah,my granny's birthday was on yesterday to be exact if I am not mistaken.We celebrated for her on Sunday since everyone was available then why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Happy Birthday Mama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pronounced in Canto.So, today was a state holiday for Malacca.I went to the newly opened Parkson in Melaka Mall with dd.That was another plain shit of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;rubbish&lt;/span&gt;.No offense!Why can't the state government or somebody invest some money to build a really good shopping complex here.Down here in Malacca,no night&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;life,no shopping life.So what do the people here do everyday,stay at home!they just rarely come out from their house.Haih.Dd and I growing fungus at home everyday.Nothing much to post actually.How I wish to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SASkqdp4bAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6bq1L5wTL2A/s1600-h/05042008057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SASkqdp4bAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6bq1L5wTL2A/s320/05042008057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189453720059407362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sitting down there and spending my time there drinking coffee and reading some magazine and some chit chat as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of no where,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SASlaNp4bBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yCkknNgp5SI/s1600-h/09042008105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SASlaNp4bBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yCkknNgp5SI/s320/09042008105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189454540398160914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My wallet are getting empty.I have to shop for my mum's and my brother's birthday present which is on next week. :( I had overspent for this past few weeks.Eating lots of stuff,eat and eat until&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SASmgtp4bCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/IGB8JekrCZs/s1600-h/10042008109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SASmgtp4bCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/IGB8JekrCZs/s320/10042008109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189455751578938402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SASnCNp4bDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Bv0NZ5ar0AY/s1600-h/prem+trohy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SASnCNp4bDI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Bv0NZ5ar0AY/s320/prem+trohy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189456327104556082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, it will again go to the hands of&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Man Utd&lt;/span&gt;.I hate to say that I have to admit that they simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; it with their performance.Why not?Everybody thought a win At San Siro against Milan and a sensational 10 men win at the Reebok Stadium against Bolton will be the turning point for the Gunners.Somehow, they are just lack of little bit of luck.Anyway life goes on,let's hope the best will come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au,study study and studieeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1541910693000762030?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1541910693000762030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1541910693000762030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1541910693000762030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1541910693000762030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/04/heating-up.html' title='Heating Up'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/SAShr9p4a_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uU-xzJS0oW8/s72-c/13042008126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-9144368310592048419</id><published>2008-03-20T23:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:45:57.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch !!</title><content type='html'>I just bought a watch today!!Is kinda expensive but I don't really mind it.To me, a watch is the important thing for a man. It shows out your taste and personality.Anyway, I know there are many many nice watches out there if only if you have got enough $$$ to buy it and this watch I cannot say is over my budget but I still consider it as kind of pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R-KDACIhrbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BbehHIPX-Z8/s1600-h/20032008747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R-KDACIhrbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BbehHIPX-Z8/s320/20032008747.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179846558025362866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R-KDOCIhrcI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oDQv4P95CFk/s1600-h/20032008751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R-KDOCIhrcI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oDQv4P95CFk/s320/20032008751.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179846798543531458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R-KD6yIhrdI/AAAAAAAAAKI/IwTMITk3CPE/s1600-h/10179G-NC-LF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R-KD6yIhrdI/AAAAAAAAAKI/IwTMITk3CPE/s320/10179G-NC-LF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179847567342677458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and now, my wallet is empty.  TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;To my Santos 100,&lt;br /&gt;you dumped me at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;And daddy,&lt;br /&gt;Your RM100 spent wrongly, I don't even use it more than 6 months.Haih...&lt;br /&gt;Any where is my car?why is my car not here yet?I am gonna burn down your office proton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au, haih...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-9144368310592048419?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/9144368310592048419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=9144368310592048419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/9144368310592048419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/9144368310592048419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/03/watch.html' title='Watch !!'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R-KDACIhrbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BbehHIPX-Z8/s72-c/20032008747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-7241721037310584017</id><published>2008-03-17T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:18:42.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>So here I am, I am back to Subang. Yeah, my house. I am having my one week midterm break now. In fact, I have got no time to rest. I have to prepare for my coming midterm which will start right after my holiday !@#$% Why can't you just give me a break MMU. I found lots of my baby photos when I clean up my house on Sunday. Here are some of photo that I had found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R96UxN_DAkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iKU88NNWioc/s1600-h/16032008693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R96UxN_DAkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iKU88NNWioc/s320/16032008693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178740194811249218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                            that's me.Cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R96U-9_DAlI/AAAAAAAAAJg/n3Mb6_feawo/s1600-h/16032008697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R96U-9_DAlI/AAAAAAAAAJg/n3Mb6_feawo/s320/16032008697.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178740431034450514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R96VZN_DAnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lmBJmVlvrXM/s1600-h/16032008696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R96VZN_DAnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lmBJmVlvrXM/s320/16032008696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178740882006016626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R96VMt_DAmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mFMNijTMIAM/s1600-h/16032008698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R96VMt_DAmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mFMNijTMIAM/s320/16032008698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178740667257651810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        i love these photo a a lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just miss my time being a kid.No pressure, no tension and stuff...do what I want.I am going back to Malacca this Saturday and going for 'Cheng Meng' on Sunday. I just hate to see all of my relatives, you will know what I mean here, call them call until your mouth senget and I do not see them as a good relatives to me.When time to give money you hide, when time to visit ancestor you only appear in front of me. I do not like you, as simple as that.That's all for today dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan, I miss my past...angugu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-7241721037310584017?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7241721037310584017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=7241721037310584017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7241721037310584017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7241721037310584017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/03/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R96UxN_DAkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iKU88NNWioc/s72-c/16032008693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-5919296422561783222</id><published>2008-03-05T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:50:24.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions League</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just cannot control myself to watch this clip over and over.&lt;br /&gt;Fabregas just scored not only a vital goal but also an emotional goal.&lt;br /&gt;As emotional as when Sol Campbell scored against Barcelona during their finals last few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_PIXHv6wH0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_PIXHv6wH0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!VIVA ARSENAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-5919296422561783222?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5919296422561783222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=5919296422561783222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5919296422561783222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5919296422561783222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/03/champions-league.html' title='Champions League'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-9199403594174426813</id><published>2008-03-05T05:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T06:25:32.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARSENAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who says that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arsenal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are inexperience to challenge for cups!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who says that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arsenal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cannot get through Milan!!&lt;br /&gt;Who says that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arsenal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; cannot win cups this season!!&lt;br /&gt;Milan had defeated by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arsenal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;2 goals to nil&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;You are first English team to beat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Real Madrid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at Bernebau!!&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;br /&gt;You are also the first English team to beat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;AC Milan&lt;/span&gt; at San Siro!!&lt;br /&gt;Not even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man Utd&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can beat them up while they are playing at their peak against Milan!!&lt;br /&gt;Who told me that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Man Utd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;lacking of experience&lt;/span&gt; after losing to AC Milan last 4 seasons while you are playing at your peak!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ronaldo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;Rooney?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, its&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; Cesc Fabregas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R83H9a8HIMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uwnBGP7E3eY/s1600-h/_44469042_cf_getty416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R83H9a8HIMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uwnBGP7E3eY/s320/_44469042_cf_getty416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174011404935962818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just admire the way you played every match despite you are just 20 and same age as I.&lt;br /&gt;With this kind of form, we will win everything that had left this season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark my words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just cannot describe my feelings now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Au,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arsenalllll!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-9199403594174426813?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/9199403594174426813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=9199403594174426813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/9199403594174426813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/9199403594174426813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/03/arsenal.html' title='ARSENAL'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R83H9a8HIMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/uwnBGP7E3eY/s72-c/_44469042_cf_getty416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-397229905751195264</id><published>2008-02-14T21:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:43:08.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;!!!Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RANX9PnEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AqJ5n2QBQQs/s1600-h/14022008488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RANX9PnEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AqJ5n2QBQQs/s320/14022008488.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166825271014169666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; to you too...the rose above is for you.I drew it myself and I know is a little bit of messy but I had spent some time in drawing this rose out, is just that my coloring not too good dear...hope you like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RBeX9PnFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vVH0GRf7nZk/s1600-h/14022008495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RBeX9PnFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vVH0GRf7nZk/s320/14022008495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166826662583573586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RBq39PnGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QlycRockYAA/s1600-h/14022008497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RBq39PnGI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QlycRockYAA/s320/14022008497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166826877331938402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you dear for the card, I love it so much.Thank you for everything.I am touched...lol..muacks..I love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RC9X9PnHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Xnxsf1VmpA8/s1600-h/11022008471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RC9X9PnHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Xnxsf1VmpA8/s320/11022008471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166828294671146098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Okay, lets talk about other stuff.How's new year anyway?How is everyone's profit from ur ang paus?A lot?How much?Mind to share,wtf?Opps..I forgot to wish everyone Happy Chinese Year.May everyone will 'fatt' in the year of 2008(fatt)...lol..I got this from the advertisment in the tv...I don't really have topics to blog actually..Oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RDe39PnII/AAAAAAAAAJA/6JIH72FruV8/s1600-h/12022008477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RDe39PnII/AAAAAAAAAJA/6JIH72FruV8/s320/12022008477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166828870196763778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess who is this?A new family member to the couple...You know who you are...muacks!Other than that, I am still wondering what is wrong white dots in a green bag...refer to my previous post if you are curious.give some comment if you don't mind.What is the problem actually??So right before I finish today's entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7REzn9PnJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/AsuzBXe5oCE/s1600-h/14022008491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7REzn9PnJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/AsuzBXe5oCE/s320/14022008491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166830326190677138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love you sweetheart...This will be another new addition to our relationship.I really hope you like it.Muacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan,Love is the airrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-397229905751195264?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/397229905751195264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=397229905751195264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/397229905751195264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/397229905751195264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R7RANX9PnEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AqJ5n2QBQQs/s72-c/14022008488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1599228687650625768</id><published>2008-01-26T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T02:47:02.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunt II</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: October 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a born idealist, with more pet causes than you can count.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer be around others, both when working and while relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;Generous and giving, you believe you can change the world one person at a time.&lt;br /&gt;You're open minded and tolerant. People feel like they can tell you anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your go-with-the-flow flexibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your flair for the over dramatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Pine green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there goes some sort of test of mine.I don't know whether is this accurate a not either,so I will just let you guys to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,what had I done during my semester break this time?The answer will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;SHOP&lt;/span&gt;!!!For these past three weeks,I had been shopping at most of the shopping complexes in KL and PJ. So as a conclusion, I bought lots of stuff I guess. So today I went to Pavilion,Bukit Bintang to have some walk while meeting my sweetheart for some time.Other than that, I bought these stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5omu4fRIlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x1z_zkBNAmM/s1600-h/26012008299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5omu4fRIlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x1z_zkBNAmM/s320/26012008299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159478909985694290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5ooCYfRIoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kGM0dMKr1cA/s1600-h/26012008300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5ooCYfRIoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kGM0dMKr1cA/s320/26012008300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159480344504771202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was actually told by the salesgirl that this bag was sold out at the 1U branch.She asked me to go for the branch at Pavilion.Well, I went there and I bought it immediately after some discount.I just love the design so much,something different I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5oodYfRIpI/AAAAAAAAAII/YbHaBS-Lm2A/s1600-h/26012008301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5oodYfRIpI/AAAAAAAAAII/YbHaBS-Lm2A/s320/26012008301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159480808361239186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that,I went into Tangs and I found this.They was having the FCUK stock clearance where most their stuff are having 60%-70%.So I got this at a very reasonable price if compare to purchase some more common brand like Quiksilver(they sux, you know?) or Ali(I was thinking of buying that.The brand with a face with its tongue came out) =.='. After that, I went to KLCC and nothing much happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats the plan for tomorrow,since I am not having any futsal tomorrow morning(thanks to those &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHA-PA-LANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fellow.I hate it but I still feel like calling them that,no offenses.). My parent and I were planning to go to IKEA(I just love ya!!!) to have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5orr4fRIqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/87ELHEnaFFY/s1600-h/24012008286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5orr4fRIqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/87ELHEnaFFY/s320/24012008286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159484356004225698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will love to have another taste of this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chicken leg with lemon herbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.It so super duper scrumptious,sssslup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5osQYfRIrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Tx9n49er3mw/s1600-h/24012008289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5osQYfRIrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Tx9n49er3mw/s320/24012008289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159484983069450930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other than that the chicken leg, I am very interested in tasting this tart not cake that made from Daim chocolate(Is a brand of the chocolate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I wrap up today's entry,my result was announced and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SURVIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Heard that,I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SURVIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; despite many people didn't get through last semester but in return,my CGPA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;dropped&lt;/span&gt; quite tremendously and I am quite disappointed with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ivan Au,I am looking forward CHINESE NEW YEAR...ANG POWWWWW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1599228687650625768?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1599228687650625768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1599228687650625768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1599228687650625768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1599228687650625768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/01/hunt-ii.html' title='Hunt II'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5omu4fRIlI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x1z_zkBNAmM/s72-c/26012008299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-7137782500883670418</id><published>2008-01-18T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:51:30.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DLHuvYhKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Gih4kY2-QLA/s1600-h/498px-Smile_fasdfdsfoiueire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DLHuvYhKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Gih4kY2-QLA/s320/498px-Smile_fasdfdsfoiueire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156844907005510818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See This?Wahaha..I am happy today...very happy perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;So lets get into the main topics,my parent and I went to klcc to shop for CNY stuff and also to see launching of the new proton Saga.I bought some shirts and pants anyway...and yeah..almost forgotten,a pair of shoeee....Surprisingly this year,everywhere sales..yeah sales I mentioned somemore sales &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KAO KAO&lt;/span&gt;..lol...lets have a look then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DMZuvYhLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6myUJ3k_WQc/s1600-h/18012008227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DMZuvYhLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6myUJ3k_WQc/s320/18012008227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156846315754783922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shirt from United Colors of Benetton.&lt;br /&gt;actual prize~RM170&lt;br /&gt;after discount~RM&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50&lt;/span&gt;(lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DM--vYhMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lL67FwLiY6A/s1600-h/18012008229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DM--vYhMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lL67FwLiY6A/s320/18012008229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156846955704911042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DNeuvYhNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xvHiWzkuOUQ/s1600-h/18012008230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DNeuvYhNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xvHiWzkuOUQ/s320/18012008230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156847501165757650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bargain of the day,an unexpected catch.&lt;br /&gt;A t-shirt and a jeans from Padini,total up is less than RM&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;50&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DPPevYhOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5XaUSmCvEmU/s1600-h/11012008138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DPPevYhOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5XaUSmCvEmU/s320/11012008138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156849438196008162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another catch of the day,a pair of nike shoe.&lt;br /&gt;Isetan sold RM159 where elsewhere sold RM199.&lt;br /&gt;save RM40,great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,the story continues.After finish shopping, we went to the klcc conventional center waited for about half and hour outside of the hall for the car launching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DQ9OvYhQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BofeDVLd52g/s1600-h/18012008213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DQ9OvYhQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BofeDVLd52g/s320/18012008213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156851323686651138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I saw him,our PM.&lt;br /&gt;So next,I will introduce the new national proton Saga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DRduvYhRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sKAnUOOV57c/s1600-h/18012008223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DRduvYhRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sKAnUOOV57c/s320/18012008223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156851882032399634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DRqevYhSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ybTP-ZYNTag/s1600-h/18012008214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DRqevYhSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ybTP-ZYNTag/s320/18012008214.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156852101075731746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DR7OvYhTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/t99h62WRFIQ/s1600-h/18012008215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DR7OvYhTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/t99h62WRFIQ/s320/18012008215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156852388838540594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DSJevYhUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_TnqEYscU9g/s1600-h/18012008216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DSJevYhUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/_TnqEYscU9g/s320/18012008216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156852633651676482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DSsOvYhVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ifqDxCGvk54/s1600-h/18012008217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DSsOvYhVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ifqDxCGvk54/s320/18012008217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156853230652130642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great car I must say for its price.A worth buying car for its  quality.No comments.&lt;br /&gt;Now,I shall introduce the final catch of the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DWIevYhWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GfLX3fow718/s1600-h/New_Proton_Saga_13_Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DWIevYhWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GfLX3fow718/s320/New_Proton_Saga_13_Large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156857014518318434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This model,this color..no complaints and I am satisfy with it.&lt;br /&gt;The salesman told us that I can get my new car latest by February whether before or after CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DQDOvYhPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/m_QeJZriiXs/s1600-h/11012008134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DQDOvYhPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/m_QeJZriiXs/s320/11012008134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156850327254238450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,this will be next and final target perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;isn't it lovely..lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion of the day, I didn't shop for a long long time already. I think have prepare for CNY.Anyway, I have got what I really want today.I should be happy but I felt so guilty...I don't really want my parent to spend that much.I felt really really guilty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I finish today's entry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DXpOvYhYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Z9a1GTsdYOk/s1600-h/07012008005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DXpOvYhYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Z9a1GTsdYOk/s320/07012008005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156858676670662018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can I miss you out sweetheart.I am missing you very much :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUACKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Result will be announced on Monday afternoon...OMFG!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-7137782500883670418?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7137782500883670418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=7137782500883670418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7137782500883670418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7137782500883670418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/01/chinese-new-year-hunt.html' title='Chinese New Year Hunt'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R5DLHuvYhKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Gih4kY2-QLA/s72-c/498px-Smile_fasdfdsfoiueire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-3959235630002071724</id><published>2008-01-18T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T01:03:38.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Day</title><content type='html'>I have been waiting for this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bloody day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R4-JrOvYhJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uc-r4bGYjX4/s1600-h/exterior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R4-JrOvYhJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uc-r4bGYjX4/s320/exterior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156491474146722962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though I don't mind.Any will do..for now...&lt;br /&gt;Lets pray for my day to come true...please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Ivan, SAGAAAA???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-3959235630002071724?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3959235630002071724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=3959235630002071724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/3959235630002071724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/3959235630002071724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2008/01/bloody-day.html' title='Bloody Day'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R4-JrOvYhJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uc-r4bGYjX4/s72-c/exterior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-5095771678519872536</id><published>2007-12-30T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:34:19.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My need.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ISFJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/isfj.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nurturer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.&lt;br /&gt;A good listener, you excel at helping others in practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you express your emotions through actions.&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of someone is how you love them. And you do it well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you do well in a structured environment. You complete tasks well and on time.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Competent, dependable, and detail oriented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Boring, dominant, and stuck in a rut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is another of my personality test.&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks, I started to think and think again.My need, my future...&lt;br /&gt;Lets go with my need,&lt;br /&gt;For say I need a car, yeah...obviously...and I demanded...after so long..I started to think again...Do I deserve to ask from them whether they are in a not so optimistic situation as I first thought?Or I was really underestimated by them.I hate those feelings...come on who like to be underestimated and being treated like a kid or I should say it hasher,treated as a rubbish or again some kind of burden.Is it time to declare independent?not yet...I still have jobs to do...&lt;br /&gt;forget about what I wrote...doesn't make sense anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Next, my future...&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue my studies, I had thought about this seriously towards my future,my path...I have set a target for myself actually.I want to earn my very first million before entering my 30's with my knowledge and my ability and to retired by the age of about 40++  if I can.I want to have a successful life and I want to enjoy my life to max.Who doesn't want this right?Until today, I still have faith in achieving my targets after solving so many difficulties. I still believe in myself and my confidence is still sky high...&lt;br /&gt;I am having my exams this week from this Thursday to Friday.2 days with 3 subjects.I know I shouldn't be here but I do have some feeling to write..Wish me Luck..I really need lots of Luck this sem...then honeymoon...genting...lame right?but still convenient for us :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-5095771678519872536?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5095771678519872536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=5095771678519872536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5095771678519872536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5095771678519872536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-need.html' title='My need.'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1549522140954547155</id><published>2007-12-10T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T01:22:26.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressurize</title><content type='html'>I am free now so I just decided to update my blog.I knew that I do not update my blog recently and de blog is so so dead.So what am I doing recently?Preparing for my coming exams of course...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;exam&lt;/span&gt;?Did I just mentioned exam?&lt;br /&gt;I had finished my midterms last week...apparently my results &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;...totally dead...I took up subjects like materials and some engineering drawing called engineering graphics.Well...I  had my graphics midterm last Friday...and this test is so so sucks...and it will be my worse test I had taken for my entire life...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.I mean it.I consider myself that I could not draw anything out and what I submitted is almost consider a few blank papers due to some nervous and lack of time as the factors...I felt that I was an idiot..the most stupidest fella in the world today (I assume that half of the lecture hall felt the same feeling as me)when I had the shock from my lecturer when he was discussing the test we had today...it was so easy when he performed live in front of us how to draw by using his so called short cut way and we was not taught of that...bloody hell...what I can do now is to study and study and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUDY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if not I really can fail my subjects this sem...&lt;br /&gt;Well, bye bye to the sad part. I just bought a new friend last few days ago...&lt;br /&gt;and I shall will bring YOU...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;N95!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R1104qBXWII/AAAAAAAAAFA/yr3buV8KBEM/s1600-h/Picture%2854%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R1104qBXWII/AAAAAAAAAFA/yr3buV8KBEM/s320/Picture%2854%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142394866228484226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R110zaBXWHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DpTaO5udsIs/s1600-h/Picture%2856%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R110zaBXWHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DpTaO5udsIs/s320/Picture%2856%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142394776034170994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R110-KBXWJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5wHROsxreiU/s1600-h/Picture%2857%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R110-KBXWJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5wHROsxreiU/s320/Picture%2857%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142394960717764754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              my love doggies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest,this phone is actually quite costly and its price was slightly exceeded my budget.Anyway,is only slightly...so I decided to top up more money for this phone.I am pretty satisfy with phone.It is so impressive...I am so happy to get it....and now I can start taking photos to make my blog more lively...&lt;br /&gt;Some recent shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R111DaBXWKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vHvgXgkl6IA/s1600-h/09122007008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R111DaBXWKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vHvgXgkl6IA/s320/09122007008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142395050912077986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R111OaBXWMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RPKYViPKIq4/s1600-h/10122007033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R111OaBXWMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RPKYViPKIq4/s320/10122007033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142395239890639042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;                I like this photo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R111IqBXWLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/2l_nvjZgCgA/s1600-h/09122007010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R111IqBXWLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/2l_nvjZgCgA/s320/09122007010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142395141106391218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my sweetheart before I finish writing,I just wanna tell you I love you very much..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUACKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1549522140954547155?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1549522140954547155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1549522140954547155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1549522140954547155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1549522140954547155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/12/pressurize.html' title='Pressurize'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/R1104qBXWII/AAAAAAAAAFA/yr3buV8KBEM/s72-c/Picture%2854%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-2584171374408323818</id><published>2007-12-07T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T01:47:06.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open minded?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 80% Open Minded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/open-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so open minded that your brain may have fallen out!&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really. But you may be confused on where you stand.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have a judgemental bone in your body, and you're very accepting.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy the best of every life philosophy, even if you sometimes contradict yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Minded Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din know that i am in 80%....everyone disagree???&lt;br /&gt;anyhow...i like the last sentence...it shows who i am...and i am not confused on where i am...&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-2584171374408323818?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2584171374408323818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=2584171374408323818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2584171374408323818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2584171374408323818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/12/open-minded.html' title='open minded?'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-2531730114587867818</id><published>2007-10-13T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T03:01:11.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>returned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;so what&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; i really miss u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Rw_D9Rw_MeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eA_gQ8fTE3k/s1600-h/1_416006920l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Rw_D9Rw_MeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eA_gQ8fTE3k/s320/1_416006920l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120526758851850722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MUACKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-2531730114587867818?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2531730114587867818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=2531730114587867818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2531730114587867818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2531730114587867818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/10/returned.html' title='returned'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Rw_D9Rw_MeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eA_gQ8fTE3k/s72-c/1_416006920l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-2233944041967281525</id><published>2007-10-01T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:57:11.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Multimedia        University&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="center" width="50%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EXAM        SLIP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="25%"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bg border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="1" width="100%" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bg valign="top" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student        ID : &lt;/b&gt;1061105363&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name :        &lt;/b&gt;AU KAI QIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trimester        : &lt;/b&gt;1 &lt;b&gt;Session : &lt;/b&gt;2007/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr bg valign="top" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Degree        : &lt;/b&gt;Bachelor of Engineering(Honours) Mechanical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faculty        : &lt;/b&gt;FET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Branch        : &lt;/b&gt;MMU - MELAKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bg border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="1" width="100%" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bg valign="top" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      &lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Course        ID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="28%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Course        Title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="center" width="10%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Exam Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td align="center" valign="top" width="8%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Venue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Seat        No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr bg valign="top" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      &lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;ECP1016&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;COMPUTER AND PROGRAM DESIGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;05/10/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;FOSEE ACR1001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;3.00 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr bg valign="top" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      &lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;EET1166&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;ELECTRICAL TECHNOLOGY I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;06/10/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;MAIN HALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;194&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr bg valign="top" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      &lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;PEM1016&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;ENGINEERING MATHEMATICS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;08/10/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;EXAM HALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;201&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr bg valign="top" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      &lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;EME1046&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;PRINCIPLES OF THERMODYNAMICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;09/10/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;EXAM HALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;227&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;2.30 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;      &lt;tr bg valign="top" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;      &lt;td width="12%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;EME1016&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="30%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;APPLIED STATICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td align="center" width="8%"&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;10/10/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="17%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;MAIN HALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="8%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;198&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ref ID : 0536KB040611011007&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) No official signature and official seal of Examination of Records Unit are required.&lt;br /&gt;b) Kindly present your Student ID along with this Exam Slip.&lt;br /&gt;c) You are hereby warned that cheating in examination is a serious offence.&lt;br /&gt;d) Please be seriously reminded that you are NOT allowed to bring into the examination venue any bag, handbag, handphone, programmable calculators or unauthorized materials such as notes, papers or scribbles in whatever form, from which you might gain assistance. AN EXCUSE THAT YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN OR YOU DID NOT REALISE THAT SUCH AN ITEM IS WITH YOU WITHIN THE EXAMINATION VENUE IS NOT AN EXCUSE TO RELIEF YOU OF YOUR GUILT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals finals finals...saw my timetable???5 subjects are gonna bomb me continuously...wtf?I feel so stress now...wat am i gonna do???dont know...and also i felt so useless and helpless when my sweetheart having problems with her studies..sigh&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-2233944041967281525?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2233944041967281525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=2233944041967281525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2233944041967281525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2233944041967281525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/10/finals-marathon.html' title='Finals marathon'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-2842101372427554511</id><published>2007-09-28T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T02:00:49.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; FINALSSSS ARE COMING TO TOWN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Holy shit&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;omfg&lt;/span&gt;....my life now is worse than I first thought..i feel like dying now...for these coming few weeks,I will be struggling between the border of death and alive...trust me...I am getting crazier...my life is getting boring...wake up study sleep eat shit study....i will have to repeat these stuff everyday...sigh...Anyway..u will do this when u r mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RvvtW6cN-XI/AAAAAAAAADo/mTp20k_Sg8o/s1600-h/DSC00814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RvvtW6cN-XI/AAAAAAAAADo/mTp20k_Sg8o/s320/DSC00814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114942779709847922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*smile baby smile...*lolz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Rvvt2KcN-YI/AAAAAAAAADw/BntrbkW_tsY/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/Rvvt2KcN-YI/AAAAAAAAADw/BntrbkW_tsY/s320/DSC00801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114943316580759938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love u sweetheart....there is one more blockage in front of us now...all we have to do is hold our hands together and walk pass through this blockage...muacks...dont stress up urself..do our best then we will be rewarded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;before I finish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;To my mum and dad,&lt;br /&gt;I am now highly in debt...I owe the government about RM 100k...I will have to pay them back after I get into this bloody society and got my salary cut by the government in order to pay them back...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-2842101372427554511?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2842101372427554511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=2842101372427554511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2842101372427554511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2842101372427554511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/09/finals.html' title='Finals!!!'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RvvtW6cN-XI/AAAAAAAAADo/mTp20k_Sg8o/s72-c/DSC00814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1999534756903871169</id><published>2007-09-15T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T03:18:21.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God</title><content type='html'>Thank God.My mum's operation ended safely though it extended two more hours as it planned earlier.It freaks my dad n I when I was told about the extension.It was a complicating and considered major operation the surgeon said.Anyhow,I managed to rush back after the operation where I have got tons of homework need to be complete.I was not planning to come back until my finals end but I will have to come back to look after my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things had happened this week I realized,another fellow jumped down from the apartment again for the second time at that month(R.I.P dude).Earthquakes in Indonesia.Is not our business actually but it started to affect our country.People always felt the earthquakes in my campus whenever it happened every time.Malaysia is no longer safe from earthquakes.I really hope the government consider this and not considering the coming election and the others before anything worse happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lost now.I should be preparing for my finals now but I don't really know what to do now.Study?Play?I spent the whole at the hospital to accompany my mum and so do tomorrow.What I really want my mum to get a speedy recovery,to score in my finals and a car,obviously.I really need it badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-1999534756903871169?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1999534756903871169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=1999534756903871169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1999534756903871169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/1999534756903871169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-god.html' title='Thank God'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-253942963028629213</id><published>2007-09-13T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T03:17:22.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry</title><content type='html'>My mum will undergo an operation later..i am a lil bit of worry about her..may God bless her...I will be back for a moment to a look after her..sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-253942963028629213?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/253942963028629213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=253942963028629213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/253942963028629213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/253942963028629213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/09/worry.html' title='Worry'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-8215291848806607945</id><published>2007-09-10T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T02:54:34.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter to you,dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To my sweetheart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       I am sorry for what I had done that hurts you. I just want to tell you that I love you very much.I love you eternally!!! MUACKS!!! I will protect our relationship no matter at what cost!!!No matter what happen!!!I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RuRALdK8PdI/AAAAAAAAADg/Bw_42keJF3s/s1600-h/our+complication.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RuRALdK8PdI/AAAAAAAAADg/Bw_42keJF3s/s320/our+complication.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108278442898243026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                            &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;        Your loves one,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                               Ivan Au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-8215291848806607945?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8215291848806607945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=8215291848806607945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8215291848806607945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/8215291848806607945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/09/letter-to-youdear.html' title='A letter to you,dear'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RuRALdK8PdI/AAAAAAAAADg/Bw_42keJF3s/s72-c/our+complication.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-7942853434145891974</id><published>2007-09-08T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:37:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody</title><content type='html'>Who should I tell whenever I had problems....&lt;br /&gt;nobody...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-7942853434145891974?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7942853434145891974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=7942853434145891974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7942853434145891974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7942853434145891974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/09/nobody.html' title='nobody'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-5338437145020646238</id><published>2007-08-29T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T01:58:41.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RtRhptK8PcI/AAAAAAAAADY/zjbX__SnOzM/s1600-h/5700_a1_b.jpg"&gt;                                                               &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RtRhptK8PcI/AAAAAAAAADY/zjbX__SnOzM/s320/5700_a1_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103811646845631938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RtRhYtK8PbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NXocW1u4Da4/s1600-h/5700.jpg"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                            &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RtRhYtK8PbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NXocW1u4Da4/s320/5700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103811354787855794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                Nice not?&lt;br /&gt;                                                I just simply amazed by this phone...&lt;br /&gt;                                                 updates coming....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-5338437145020646238?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5338437145020646238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=5338437145020646238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5338437145020646238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5338437145020646238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/08/preview.html' title='Preview'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RtRhptK8PcI/AAAAAAAAADY/zjbX__SnOzM/s72-c/5700_a1_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-2777632133198936818</id><published>2007-08-27T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T02:08:35.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>Where am I going?&lt;br /&gt;Where am I heading to?&lt;br /&gt;What am I looking for?&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing now?&lt;br /&gt;What happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;Am I that disgusting?&lt;br /&gt;I don't treat people nice and politely enough?&lt;br /&gt;Did I dictate everything?&lt;br /&gt;Did I always thought that my decisions was the best and others are junk?&lt;br /&gt;What have I done for my entire life?&lt;br /&gt;Am I too strict to myself?&lt;br /&gt;Am I doing the wrong things?&lt;br /&gt;What should I do to cover it up if I done it badly?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be more demanding?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be more confident?&lt;br /&gt;What if I am over confident? I am afraid of that.&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid of losing everything I have now. I am truly appreciating everything I have now.&lt;br /&gt;People who don't appreciate will be punish.I believe.agree?&lt;br /&gt;I know I have bad habits, but I have tried very hard to change.In fact, I am still like that.However, I am still trying.&lt;br /&gt;Someone please tell me what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                            I am so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-2777632133198936818?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2777632133198936818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=2777632133198936818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2777632133198936818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/2777632133198936818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/08/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-6468375594981356810</id><published>2007-08-21T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:21:24.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Well,here I am once again to update my blog.Nothing much happen recently, I having tons of pressure in my studies as my finals are coming and fear that I will fail for my first semester.Darn.Plus, yeah...my mum having some problem regarding her health...I was worried about her at first, but now I think she knows how to manage it safely, I hoped.Other than that, I have finished most of my midterm paper.I know, it doesn't look good at all to me.Most of us always thought that uni's life will be better but for me,especially studying in professional fields is a nightmare.There is a difference between studying theory and studying concept, to those who doesn't understand, you will know later when you reach my stage.Is true that I can barely breath after my new semester started.What to do?I had made my choice for my future and my future plans*(thats secret),so...no regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my sweet heart,&lt;br /&gt;        You didn't choose the wrong path for all this while but you are heading into a better future. A person will never get better if he/she doesn't know the meaning of the word 'bitter'. Money isn't everything dear. To me,money is just to fulfill our needs.I love you always no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my story,&lt;br /&gt;where was I?Oh ya, I have found 1 of my long time favourite but long lost song since I don't remember the title of the song. 'Always' is the title from Bon Jovi.They are my favourite after The Scorpions.Besides that, I have also uploaded a few songs in the player.I think thats all from me today.Take care and enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;Back to my words 'I live to create history.'Ridiculous? but this is my top aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adv_username = "ivanau88";&lt;br /&gt;adv_gid = "ivanau88_default";&lt;br /&gt;adtype = "180x150";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.advertlets.com/_/js/advertlets_lite.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:Please do support me with just clicking the advertisement for once. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-6468375594981356810?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6468375594981356810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=6468375594981356810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/6468375594981356810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/6468375594981356810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/08/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-5057346761299356503</id><published>2007-08-05T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T02:06:58.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed</title><content type='html'>I am now blogging in front of my monitor.Well,I reached home.No offense,I felt so boring and empty here.If I really can choose I will still prefer to stay at malacca to accompany my wong dai.I really miss her.Other than that,I am looking forward toward our anni...sigh.I felt so guilty every time I came back to kl every time,I felt like dumping her at home and come back here don't know for what.I really miss her...sigh.I wishes she is now be side me.                                                &lt;br /&gt;Took few shots before I came back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RrS925OBECI/AAAAAAAAACw/meO8wOe61XU/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RrS925OBECI/AAAAAAAAACw/meO8wOe61XU/s320/DSC00635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094905829233070114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  I LOVE YOU ETERNALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RrS-35OBEDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/bBLQYUaGy78/s1600-h/1_110925009l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RrS-35OBEDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/bBLQYUaGy78/s320/1_110925009l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094906945924567090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY SILLY WONG DAI,FOREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RrTAF5OBEFI/AAAAAAAAADI/L-TLU5bhdnE/s1600-h/1_377111203l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RrTAF5OBEFI/AAAAAAAAADI/L-TLU5bhdnE/s320/1_377111203l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094908285954363474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU ARE MY SPECIAL ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-5057346761299356503?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5057346761299356503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=5057346761299356503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5057346761299356503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/5057346761299356503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/08/missed.html' title='Missed'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RrS925OBECI/AAAAAAAAACw/meO8wOe61XU/s72-c/DSC00635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-2219343133395598362</id><published>2007-08-04T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T00:26:02.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait For You</title><content type='html'>Elliott Yamin Wait For You Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt nothing in the world like this before&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm wishing that you would come back through my door&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to go? You could have let me know&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm all alone,&lt;br /&gt;Girl you could have stayed&lt;br /&gt;but you wouldn't give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;With you not around it's a little bit more then i can stand&lt;br /&gt;And all my tears they keep running down my face&lt;br /&gt;Why did you turn away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide?&lt;br /&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's a lie what you keep inside&lt;br /&gt;This is not how you wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don''t know what else i can do&lt;br /&gt;Wait For You Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i have to do I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since you called me&lt;br /&gt;(How could you forget about me)&lt;br /&gt;You got me feeling crazy (crazy)&lt;br /&gt;How can you walk away,&lt;br /&gt;Everything stays the same&lt;br /&gt;I just can't do it baby&lt;br /&gt;What will it take to make you come back&lt;br /&gt;Girl I told you what it is &amp; it just ain't like that&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you look at me, your still in love with me&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby why can't we just start over again&lt;br /&gt;Get it back to the way it was&lt;br /&gt;If you give me a chance I can love you right&lt;br /&gt;But your telling me it wont be enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don''t know what else i can do&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i have to do I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why does you pride make you run &amp; hide&lt;br /&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's a lie what your keeping inside&lt;br /&gt;Thats not how you wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If it's the last thing i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don''t know what else i can do&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;br /&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;br /&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i have to do I'll wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be Waiting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard of this song from the radio.The lyric is nice..meaningful.  :)&lt;br /&gt;By the way,I am having my 1 week time holiday now.I am free to hang around kl in this 1 week time..contact me if anyone interested.Life at home is full with boringness and emptiness..sigh..is time to buck up my studies this week too..I left out quite a lot..uni got no life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-2219343133395598362?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2219343133395598362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=2219343133395598362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toysforyourblog.com/games/bigred/"&gt;Put The Big Red Button on your site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try this.Is nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this in &lt;a href="http://kaitzin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kai Tzin&lt;/a&gt;'s blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-4122809936381224810?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4122809936381224810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=4122809936381224810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4122809936381224810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4122809936381224810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/07/red-button.html' title='Red Button'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-7335925977972045338</id><published>2007-07-27T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T01:46:35.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAK!!!</title><content type='html'>I am dead tired now.I had not a sweet and enough sleep for the past two weeks.I can feel my head now is cracking.I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 assignment to submit tomorrow.1 more assignment to submit monday and 1 mid term test to be sit on monday too plus 1 lab report to submit on monday too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another mid term test is on tuesday&lt;/span&gt; also then...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOLIDAY&lt;/span&gt; on the following week.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 week&lt;/span&gt; only but is better than none anyway I am dying now and I am dead busy...&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE!!!I NEED A BREAK NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;p/s:I NEED U NOW BREAK!!!AARGH....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-7335925977972045338?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-6369433284329516114</id><published>2007-07-21T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:13:00.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>Who understand my feelings whenever I stepped into my house every time?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-6369433284329516114?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6369433284329516114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=6369433284329516114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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movie in 1986 ones.I know it maybe sounds stupidity or childish,but I really love it.Thats my childhood.I bet that you will like it if you are one of the transformers fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimus Prime vs Megatron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fB0_vJUc3o4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fB0_vJUc3o4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best part of the movie...'One shall stand,one shall fall'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The death of Optimus Prime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZXF8OFI6Fg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qZXF8OFI6Fg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimus died T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rise of Rodimus Prime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMCN2eudD2E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMCN2eudD2E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birth of a new autobot leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003399;"&gt; Artist: Stan Bush&lt;br /&gt;Song:  The Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;   You got the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   After all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;   You've never walked, you've never run,&lt;br /&gt;   You're a winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You got the moves, you know the streets&lt;br /&gt;   Break the rules, take the heat&lt;br /&gt;   You're nobody's fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You're at your best when when the goin' gets rough&lt;br /&gt;   You've been put to the test, but it's never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;   You got the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When all hell's breakin' loose&lt;br /&gt;   You'll be riding the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You got the heart&lt;br /&gt;   You got the motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You know that when things get too tough&lt;br /&gt;   You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You never bend, you never break&lt;br /&gt;   You seem to know just what it takes&lt;br /&gt;   You're a fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It's in the blood, it's in the will&lt;br /&gt;   It's in the mighty hands of steel&lt;br /&gt;   When you're standin' your ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And you never get hit when your back's to the wall&lt;br /&gt;   Gonna fight to the end and you're takin' it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;   You got the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When all hell's breakin' loose&lt;br /&gt;   You'll be riding the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You got the heart&lt;br /&gt;   You got the motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You know that when things get too tough&lt;br /&gt;   You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You're fightin' fire with fire&lt;br /&gt;   You know you got the touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You're at your best when when the road gets rough&lt;br /&gt;   You've been put to the test, but it's never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;   You got the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You got the touch&lt;br /&gt;   You got the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003399;"&gt; Artist: Stan Bush&lt;br /&gt;Song:  Dare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; Sometimes when your hopes have all been shattered&lt;br /&gt;   And there's nowhere to turn&lt;br /&gt;   You wonder how you keep going&lt;br /&gt;   Think of all the things that really mattered&lt;br /&gt;   And the chances you've earned&lt;br /&gt;   The fire in your heart is growing&lt;br /&gt;   You can fly, if you try leaving the past behind&lt;br /&gt;   Heaven only knows what you might find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Dare - dare to believe you can survive&lt;br /&gt;   You hold the future in your hand&lt;br /&gt;   Dare - dare to keep all of your dreams alive&lt;br /&gt;   It's time to take a stand&lt;br /&gt;   And you can win, if you dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Everybody's trying to break your spirit&lt;br /&gt;   Keeping you down&lt;br /&gt;   Seems like it's been forever&lt;br /&gt;   But there's another voice if you'll just hear it&lt;br /&gt;   Saying it's the last round&lt;br /&gt;   Looks like it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;   Out of the darkness you stumble into the light&lt;br /&gt;   Fighting for the things you know are right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Dare - dare to believe you can survive&lt;br /&gt;   The power is there at your command&lt;br /&gt;   Dare - dare to keep all of your dreams alive&lt;br /&gt;   It's time to take a stand&lt;br /&gt;   And you can win, if you dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Dare - dare to believe you can survive&lt;br /&gt;   You hold the future in your hand&lt;br /&gt;   Dare - dare to keep all of your dreams alive&lt;br /&gt;   The power is there at your command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Dare - dare to keep all your love alive&lt;br /&gt;   Dare to be all you can be&lt;br /&gt;   Dare - 'cause there is a place where dreams survive&lt;br /&gt;   And it's calling you on to victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just in love with the few theme songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-269895990677632153?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/269895990677632153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=269895990677632153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/269895990677632153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/269895990677632153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/07/before-get-going.html' title='Before get going'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-7798590390930292791</id><published>2007-07-14T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:32:24.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>Well today I got hair cut...wallet empty now...I will have 2 midterm test,1 quiz and 1 lab report to be summited.I will be dead busy next week.sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-7798590390930292791?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7798590390930292791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=7798590390930292791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7798590390930292791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/7798590390930292791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/07/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-4051273644317072428</id><published>2007-07-09T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T11:49:48.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers</title><content type='html'>Transformers was used be to my all time favorite cartoon and it released as a movie once again after 20 years.My first thought about this latest movie will be something like HULK.To me,that was a failure that done by Ang Lee.That movie was largely disappointed.After some days,friends and the newspaper had been recommending this movie so I decided to catch up with the latest Transformers movie.Overall...story line is good,sound effect is excellent and the graphic is BRAVO.At least Michael Bay didn't disappoint a fever fans like me.I am confident that this movie will be continue in part 2 since Starscream,Scorponok and maybe Barricade is not dead yet plus autobots like Ultra Magnus and Hot Rod/Rodimus Prime is not out yet.That reminds me of the movie which was released 20 years ago,before I was born.I purposely download it yesterday to refresh my childhood memories.Guess what,I watched it twice today.1 in the morning and 1 before my late dinner.No doubt,that was the best cartoon at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RpJc90nuxpI/AAAAAAAAABw/30IzHqucano/s1600-h/Transformers-movieposter-west.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085229146421773970" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RpJc90nuxpI/AAAAAAAAABw/30IzHqucano/s320/Transformers-movieposter-west.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RpJe1UnuxsI/AAAAAAAAACI/0et-9LqNGUo/s1600-h/Magnus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085231199416141506" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RpJe1UnuxsI/AAAAAAAAACI/0et-9LqNGUo/s320/Magnus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Ultra Magnus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RpJdn0nuxqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/haYQD4GvpnA/s1600-h/1080979919_ktopHotRod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085229867976279714" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RpJdn0nuxqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/haYQD4GvpnA/s320/1080979919_ktopHotRod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Hot Rod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RpJeK0nuxrI/AAAAAAAAACA/XuP0FCMskD4/s1600-h/hotrodimus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085230469271701170" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RpJeK0nuxrI/AAAAAAAAACA/XuP0FCMskD4/s320/hotrodimus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Rodimus Prime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts with the Decepticons has beat the Autobots to conquer Cybertron...and Optimus Prime was prepare to launched a full scale attack on the Decepticons but he has asked Ironhide to travel to the autobot city at Earth to get some energy sources from it.Tragically,Megatron knew Prime's plan and he and his other Decepticons intercepted autobot's spaceship to attack the autobot city.Just when Megatron broke the defence of the city,Prime arrived and he eventually saves the city fatally injured Megatron but many autobot's life was sacrificed and Optimus Prime himself was sacrificed too.With his last breath,Prime passes The Matrix of the Leadership to Ultra Magnus and named him the leader of the autobots.Accidentally Prime dropped the matrix from his hand while passing to Magnus and Hot Rod collect the matrix.From that moment,Hot Rod was destined to be the leader because he was the first one who touches the matrix after Prime and he was the only one who can open the matrix up but everyone was unaware about this.As for Megatron,Starscream abandoned him while retreating to Cybertron and he was rebuild as Galvatron by Unicorn,a giant planet that devour every planet he passes and can be transform into a gigantic size of robot.Finally,with the power of the matrix,Hot Rod was transformed into Rodimus Prime and he beat Galvatron and as well destroy Unicorn.As for the ending,Ultra Magnus stepped down as the leader and passes his role to Rodimus Prime and the Decepticons without their leader,Galvatron are easily beaten by the autobots.Once again,the autobots rule over Cybertron and there goes the beginning of the second era of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart break right?I bet every kids watched this movie cried with the death of Optimus Prime.He was repaired and revived later in the next few Transformers series.Anyway,I miss my Transformers models at home.Oh ya,almost forgot.I have found some soundtrack from the movie,it is classic and it is nice to listen to it over and over again.I have uploaded in my site,hope you guys enjoy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-4051273644317072428?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4051273644317072428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=4051273644317072428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4051273644317072428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4051273644317072428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformers.html' title='Transformers'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RpJc90nuxpI/AAAAAAAAABw/30IzHqucano/s72-c/Transformers-movieposter-west.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1156293114678081539</id><published>2007-07-08T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T04:05:11.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Wrong?</title><content type='html'>Well, today's story will start like this...I was planning to go back to kl on friday as usual. So, I approaches to the bus ticket selling counter. Surprisingly, every single bus ticket travel from malacca to kl was sold out where this rarely happens. After that, I decided to accompany my girl since she was having classes till 10 at night and my plan going back to kl was dismissed. My intention to go back was again alive when Aik Sin told me that he is going back to Aussie on the next coming weekdays.Leaving me no choice, I had to go back on the next day by taking an early bus since I won't be able to come back that week with my parent going to travel and I have no transport around.Well, I reached home yesterday on noon. I asked my mum about the car which we was planning to buy from my dad's friend.This timing of this case happened was totally wrong,he was having his some big problem in his family and he had stroke after that.Now,lying in the hospital.What can I do then?I asked my mum about buying other car, she kept quiet.Then I asked her to check out about the car loan in every bank,I think she just simply answered me that every bank is having the same interest rate for the car. My parent's intention to get me a car is 0 actually. They always hang these words with their mouth whenever I asked them about buying car, "I will get you a car very soon","I will check it out next week","I don't know where to get you a car,son".When i asked her will I get a car before the end of this month yesterday, she told me that she will check it out next week and that really anger me.Damn it, they are going to Sandakan next weekend and they are telling me they are going to check about my car.Bloody hell,I felt so disappointed.They rather to spend their money meaningless on themselves than buying me a car and that amount of money that they spending every month was enough to get me a Honda City.I am not asking them for that actually,I am just asking for a cheap second hand car where it was not that costly to them at all since I am the one who is coming out with the first payment.I guess that I was an obedient child for all these while.They asked me to sit and I dare not to stand.Let me list a few example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st,&lt;br /&gt;Year 1999,remember Y2K?Computers that time are really really cheap.Everyone are afraid of their computer is useless after year 2000.Which kid doesn't dream of having a computer?We went to the IT fair I remembered.But after all,they decided not to buy because it was too expensive to them.&lt;br /&gt;2nd,&lt;br /&gt;Year 2000,I wanted to study at S.M.K Damansara Utama after my primary since most of my friends are heading there after they graduate and I was placed to a school that near to my house.My mum complaint,it was too far and inconvenient to travel up and down everyday plus students there are not that good.Even Nelson talked to my dad,he failed to persuade him.What can I do?listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;3rd,&lt;br /&gt;Year 2005,they was planning to placed me in STPM after my SPM.Once again,I wanted to go to Taylors but they said the tuition fees are too expensive.After some time,I manage to persuade them and I was allowed to study there.But before I manage to register,my cousin and his family was telling  them that studying at malacca was a better choice plus they only have to come out with a part of my tuition fees and the rest will be covered with my study loan.At that situation,I have got no choice because I don't want to study STPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words from Joshur woke me up,when I told him that I am going to STPM(before the case about Taylors) where my family cannot afford to send me to college.He told me that it was impossible since I am the eldest child.They will at least have some money for my education.From there, I started to stand up for myself this time.Before deciding to go for MMU,I told them I will go there to study with one condition which is get me a car because I needed a car to travel around and they agreed to get me one.Before I went to malacca,my mum told me that they are looking one for me.Well, I am now studying in my Degree year which is my second year and where is my car?Before my second year started,I told them that if they are not planning to get me a car,never mind.I will rent a house with my friends near the campus and it was tiring to walk up and down from my uncle's house to the campus.The distance to my campus is not near and I am traveling few around per day.I even slept in the campus during my finals.I told them about it.Do they care?I told them about the rental.They immediately told me they will get me a car and so this case goes round and round till now...My second year is a very busy and a very tough year.Most of my classes started on 8 in the morning and ended on 7 in late evening plus someday I will need to participate in my club's activities normally is held on 8 at night.It means I have no time to rest at all.Among all the clubs that I joined,Voices,the debating club in my uni was my favorite club ever since I was inspired from my previous english lecturer when I changed the way I speak and the way I present in my first presentation, I was largely praised from her.My classmate was surprised to see how I spoke.I guess.My girl was stunned.For these while,whenever I need something.I will buy that thing but I will thought of that over and over again.For whose who really know me,I have an expensive taste.Whenever I buy something,I will buy according their financial status and even now every cent I am spending now I will first think about them.I felt so stupid when I knew they used up their money in such a meaningless way.My main purpose to buy a car is that I don't want to depend on my girl whenever I want to travel from a place to another.Am I wrong to forced them to get me a car?Well then,.I decided not to talk about it with them now.They will do it if they wanted.I received some news about GFC members are going to overseas soon.I will have to farewell them.Another friend is leaving I guess and Aik Sin is leaving.There is no point for me to come back to kl again.I guess I will not come back frequently anymore.&lt;div 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Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-194717310884048887</id><published>2007-06-30T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:13:30.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Bad To Worse</title><content type='html'>My 2nd week of my brand new semester has ended,my third week is coming...There is still tons of homework and studies need to be done but I just don't have the mood to do that yet despite pressure keep piling on me."When a person met with their bad luck,whatever things he do is always bad",I always heard that from my dad.I don't really believe those superstitious thingy for all this while but now I think I have to change my mind.My watch and my handphone spoiled(should I use that word to describe?).So,it will cost me  $$$ to fix it but i decided not to fix it and buying it a new one since is mega sales now.I went down to 1U and The Curve today.I went for my watch hunting operation.I went to citychain to look up.A cheap,nice watch. I found one but I don't consider that as cheap despite is one of my favorite brand,SEIKO.The price after discount is RM360 plus plus.Is consider cheap for that brand but is still expensive for me.Sigh...I need money for my phone and getting a new car since my parent not supporting me financially.So, I have to come with the down payment myself,it will cost me few k.I have to dig money to pay my fees two months later and my loan still not apply yet.My parent?nah.They are not going to pay that for me.Everything will be just naturally depend on me.What to do?&lt;br /&gt;If things goes worse,what should I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-194717310884048887?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/194717310884048887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-1407989175953882984</id><published>2007-06-28T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:48:31.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thierry Henry</title><content type='html'>I miss Thierry Henry.So today, i went to you tube to search some of his complication video.However, I have found one.&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHQBFGC9-Tk"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHQBFGC9-Tk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That video is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RoPW0UnuxoI/AAAAAAAAABg/V8Cxikobi4w/s1600-h/_42416314_cool300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RoPW0UnuxoI/AAAAAAAAABg/V8Cxikobi4w/s320/_42416314_cool300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081140998980945538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt,he is my all time favorite player and no doubt, he is the best player in the modern football era.Ronaldinho?to me?my answer will be, second.For all these years,he was linked with many big clubs and especially with Barcelona have the most intention to sign him.On monday after he passes his medical checkup,he was unveil as a player of Barcelona FC with 16.1 million pound in exchange.To most of the gunner fans,I am pretty sure that their heart was broken into pieces but I was excluded.To me, his departure was a right choice.To those people who said "Arsenal will never survive without Henry",I am gonna say you are an idiot and you don't know what is football.Honestly,I was happy to see Henry left as he can achieve more.During the past 8 years he played for Arsenal,he has done all he can to bring the club to the top.He helped the club to win the title twice and FA cup twice and winning the golden boot four times.His biggest contribution to the club was leading his team to their historic 49 unbeaten league match and scoring 226 goals in 370 appearances.He has served the club more than enough.As for the club,I can see a brighter future than it has with those youngster can play without matching and worry about him and this allow them to play with their potential and a new era of the club has began.&lt;br /&gt;I see Reyes, Van Persie and Fernando Torres and maybe Theo Walcott as his replacement.Anyway all the best to you,Henry in Barca and I am looking forward to see you achieve what you can in Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RoPUaknuxnI/AAAAAAAAABY/X5jkFiascS4/s1600-h/henry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2007/06/thierry-henry_28.html' title='Thierry Henry'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RoPW0UnuxoI/AAAAAAAAABg/V8Cxikobi4w/s72-c/_42416314_cool300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-2964268554937389859</id><published>2007-06-18T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T01:28:15.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>Well, this entry will be my first entry for this three month.My semester break is end.I will be having my class with new classmate and new environment tomorrow.Three weeks ago,we had our farewell bbq party after our finals.After that, we split up to pursue on our ambition and our targets separately.During this 1 year time with them,I have learned many things and I had experienced many things.Sweet,tough, everything you name it  I had go through with them.Moments with PE19 and PE20 will be craved in my heart forever.If any one of you guys read this, I will have to wish you guys all the best in your future whether you are studying at malacca, cyberjaya or elsewhere.Though some of you guys had left to other places, our friendship will last forever.I will miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVnmoid2mI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ohsn22cdl7Q/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVnmoid2mI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ohsn22cdl7Q/s320/DSC00276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077078068344773218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVn2oid2nI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6m7bquDPyrY/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVn2oid2nI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6m7bquDPyrY/s320/DSC00278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077078343222680178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVpNIid2pI/AAAAAAAAABA/aij0wmoncIE/s1600-h/DSC00326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVpNIid2pI/AAAAAAAAABA/aij0wmoncIE/s320/DSC00326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077079829281364626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVopYid2oI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AiMoGOjtzy4/s1600-h/134840640158l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVopYid2oI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AiMoGOjtzy4/s320/134840640158l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077079215101041282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVuYoid2qI/AAAAAAAAABI/xXFhRlD3dNw/s1600-h/322648534l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVuYoid2qI/AAAAAAAAABI/xXFhRlD3dNw/s320/322648534l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077085524407999138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVu6oid2rI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1DD7qnKMRII/s1600-h/652824366l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EB5a1yKKfLA/RnVu6oid2rI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1DD7qnKMRII/s320/652824366l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077086108523551410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During this 1 year time, other than experienced many type of moments. I had found someone that truly loves me.Whenever we had tough moments,we never gave up on it but we hold our hands together tightly to overcome our problem.She and I...we had hold our hands tightly for about 10 months plus together.As our feeling toward each other, we love each other very much.There was once we quarreled badly recently but we manage to overcome it instead.I wrote her a poem.A poem that privately only belong to us.It was my first time writing a poem and it was writing to my love one.I am not sure whether I wrote it correctly either.Anyway as long she likes it, I am satisfy with it.I wrote it and she name it a title.this poem titled 'A Touched'.I learned many things and I am trying to correct all my wrongs stuff all the while.Other than mentally changes,I do experienced some physical changes. When I first entered this uni, my weight was about 55++kg.I know is a bit skinny but I had try to eat more to make it better.The problem now is I don't really know what happen during this past three months.My weight from 60++kg   zUpP...and now...I am getting near to obesity.Damn it...i am trying to slim myself down...but is tough then how??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Touched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For all these year I had been looking for,&lt;br /&gt;is a girl that touches me,&lt;br /&gt;and for all these year I had been waiting for,&lt;br /&gt;is a girl that truly loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I knew you,&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you are special to me,&lt;br /&gt;and ever since I first hold you hand,&lt;br /&gt;I knew that how important you are to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment that you loves me,&lt;br /&gt;my life has entered into a new chapter,&lt;br /&gt;a chapter that filled with all of your love,&lt;br /&gt;and from the moment that I loves you,&lt;br /&gt;my life has entered into a brand new chapter,&lt;br /&gt;a chapter that filled with all of your caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you says I love you to me,&lt;br /&gt;there goes my heart,&lt;br /&gt;melt and touched, I felt&lt;br /&gt;When I says I love you to you,&lt;br /&gt;there goes my love towards your heart,&lt;br /&gt;sweet and secured, I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when I hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;I will be forgiven,&lt;br /&gt;is just because you love me,&lt;br /&gt;realisation and sorry, I felt,&lt;br /&gt;and everytime when you hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;you will be forgiven,&lt;br /&gt;is just because I love you,&lt;br /&gt;touched and sorry, I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-2964268554937389859?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' 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sent to my guardian to look after me...i only met my parent during weekend...my guardian can consider an old granny..she treated me as her grandson..their family member really treated me as one their family member...i really wishes that she was my grandmother at that time...is already for quite number of years since the last i met them...i wonder how are they doing for all these years...but now look back at my family...everytime i got back home...i felt frustration...yes...i need a car badly here...i told them about it...is alright if they tell me...son, we can't afford to get you a car for this moment but we will save money to get you later...i would really happy to hear that...instead of saving money...they rather to invest their money in their share market and their gambling...everyday dreaming about getting rich...but to me...my heart was broken...not because of not getting a car...but the way that they spend their money like idiot...if u want to get rich...there are many ways...i rather to see them invest their money into currency and properties...what is the ratio getting first prize in 4D...i don't really remember what is title of the singaporean film i watched...everytime when they talk about 4D...buy 4D only ma...either i tiok or not only ma...is still 50:50....that is very stupid stuff to say that from their mouth....sigh...look back at my childhood again...my childhood life is just full of bully by the others...parent crushing my confidence...they thought they can build up my confidence with the way talk to me...in fact...they are crushing instead of building...what everybody done to me is just only hit me with everything saying me this n that...critic me...people rarely praise me...but then there are still people praised me excluding my parent the past where i fought so hard to get that...i really appreciate that..after i bang my dad's car last year...he is afraid of allowing me to drive...no matter how i talk n quarrel with him...no even my supportive mum(in fact....she is not that supportive to me also)...i can barely drive actually...i was not given the second chance to prove myself...where this was happened i broke with ning...i was not given the second chance to prove myself...and now...i thought i had found someone that can really stand by my side...but the fact was cruel...the way she treated me just no difference with those people...i was hurt again...i really fell disappointed..i really fell sad...is that important to us?why are we getting materialistic these days?i hate myself for having with these kind of life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-201185805694447429?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/201185805694447429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone...collect more ang pow...stay healthy and happy thorughout the whole year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-4560554416724892594?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4560554416724892594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=4560554416724892594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4560554416724892594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/4560554416724892594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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celebrates chinese new year with him...last week before he left...few of us still able to reach to the airport in time to see him before he leaves...apparently he doesn't look happy..yea...i understand this kind of feeling too..i experienced that before too...but then that is his fate and destiny...to me..i do believe in our life is fate...everyone of us has our own path to go through and that is his path...so...at last he also have to check in...before that we still have some time to catch some shot with him...then on the way back from the airport...many flashback about he n i flashes through my mind...i dont consider we know each other very long but then he is that kind of friend that really ...i also dont know how to describe...to me he is a 100% true friend...though we do quarrel at times...but then it doesnt last long...by the way...as a friend of his...all i can do now is that to wish him all the best over there....take good care n keep in touch if u read this&lt;a onblur="try 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rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(her boyfriend)&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Then the conversation goes on....bla bla and bla...&lt;br /&gt;Is just a normal couple fight&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(i guess)&lt;/span&gt;.Hopefully nothing happen la...While i was chatting with her,i was surfing the net and studying at the same time too.Then i accidently enter ze ling's blog,so i decided to read it.As i expected,most of her entry was her comment on Teh Aik Sin.I ain't going to comment on it,since is none of my business.But then sometimes i really pity her or their relationship perhaps.I spent about 1 and the half hour to finish reading her blog.I am glad that she can face it just right before her SPM&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(around that time i guess)&lt;/span&gt;,but from my point of view&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(is not my comment on them)&lt;/span&gt;,to keep a real good and loving realtionship is just up to them whether are they willing to tolerate each other.No such thing as your are not my cup of tea&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(i believe that kind of thinking is based on how you think and i always believe on the influence of the impression that you gave to that person that causes the ignorance toward you from that person)&lt;/span&gt;,to me...that is just a lame excuse and i am thankful and appreciating what i have now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-678045754709428700?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/678045754709428700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=678045754709428700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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she doesn't wants to honeymoon and she was unable to follow me back for some reason too.Time flew...especially our sweet and happy moments and i was forced to go back at the end due to something happen to my family.Though we really play very very hard after our paper but it was not enough.So today,we spent whole of our afternoon together.After that,we went to the bus station together.She was right,eventually we are seeing each other everyday from day to night...yeah...really from day to night,then suddenly have to separate for three weeks...sigh...before i left,we was sitting down together at the bench while waiting for the bus.We don't really have things to talk about.Just kept quiet and holds her hand,and both of us was holding our tears we told each other not to cry...not cry...but at the end we didn't cried in front of each other but i knew she cried after that...so am i...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/sgsdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/sgsdf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s:Sweetheart,i just want to tell you that i love you...love you very much though i am not beside of you now...hugz hugz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-116827595416808303?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/116827595416808303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=116827595416808303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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just won't raining here.It started about 2 days ago till now...never stopped...and now damn cold wey &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;~sejuk giler wey~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cannot stand it wey...wonder is kl raining non stop also...So practically i never experienced this before in my whole life...is something fresh and new to me...it just never stop raining...rain and rain for 2 days continuously don't think it will stop when i woke up tomorrow morning also...so now is the mid of december already ^.^ Another brand new year is coming 'clap hand'.Recently was missing all my friends,out in a sudden...thought of them...people like douglas,jasmine,and many many many more....especially nelson...maybe because of almost end of the year...i usually had different groups of gathering from different groups of friends at kl...but sigh...anyway...christmas is coming but i think i have to spend my christmas here this year...don't think of going back to kl also...exam exam exam...blast it...christmas also have to study...even new year &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;~mumbling~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.When people start getting their ass back to school...i only get my semester break...damn it...Anyway,back to the topic...santa is coming to the town...bleuk...santa santa,i have got so many wishes in my mind now.i never make any wishes every year since i was a kid...will santa help me? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~blur d~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ivan au ivan au...you have got class tomorrow morning and you still have to prepare fr ur physics paper on saturday le&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;~sigh~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;why are you still blogging here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;~question marks all over my mind~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;sigh...i guess i have to go bed d....anyway merry christmas guys....and happy birthday kel!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-116655755509405333?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/116655755509405333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=116655755509405333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/116655755509405333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/116655755509405333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2006/12/never-ending-rain.html' title='Never Ending Rain'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-116446421548994118</id><published>2006-11-25T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T22:16:55.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away</title><content type='html'>Life is boring down here at malacca.People here lives in a very simple lifestyle.I am having my physics test on wednesday and my english test on saturday next week and i made my decision that i am not going back to kl for this weekend that means i am going back during the next 3 weeks where i have to sit for my english and calculus test on saturday.Anyway,it is tiring to travel up and down for the weekends.Other than that,yes...frustration when i everytime got back to my house...everytime before leaving malacca to kl i was going back with a hope...bright hope...but unfortunately my hope was crushed everytime i got home and i realize that my so called 'bright hope' was fake and it disappoint me but here...though living here is boring but at least my mind is clear and i am out of those frustration.I had noticed that i had not updating my blog recently.So i had made up my mind,i will update it whenever i am free.Today is a free day and as usual i din set my alarm clock to wake me up.I got up on 1...yea is late but i stayed until 330 in the morning last night to do my calculus questions.Then i realize that my aunt wasn't around for the whole day,she will be coming back tomorrow along with my cousin and my uncle so left my 2 cousin and i in the house.After that i went down to the kitchen to see whether my cousin bought me lunch.I was not lucky then...there is nothing on the dining table and that means that they didn't bought me lunch.So i was thinking what to eat for my lunch...few minutes later..i gave up thinking and i decided to eat two pieces of plain gardenia bread and a cup of hot nestum for my lunch...yea...i know is lack of nutrition...but i am lazy to walk out to buy lunch...thought of calling the delivery from mc d but i had it yesterday...my mother in law bought me when she fetch me home.Soon i started to feel hungry again,and that left me no choice but to cook maggi mee.Its extremely bad to have maggi often as i always keep that away from my meals.After eating,i wanted to get my ass back to my study table but my cousin brought his friends home and that made me cannot study so i asked my sweetheart to date but she said no place to go...she and i wanted to watch 007 but is a waste to watch it...lousy sound system and down here malacca has limited shopping complex to shop and i came out with an idea which was going to the library.i asked my sweetheart whether is she interested to go...she complained that she was too tired to go...so i had made my decision to go alone..but at the moment i wanted walked out from the house...the hot burning sun had canceled off my idea(how i wish that i had a car so that i can travel here and there around here but it seems that there is still some time until my parent bought where i got no idea when is it and i hate to talk to them about this topic and not good to have my sweetheart's mummy to fetch me here and there everytime though she doesn't mind...sigh...).I decided to force myself back to the study table and so study study...till dinner time and i had my dinner this time and started to blogging after that...sigh...i think my words end here...so there goes another entry of mine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-116446421548994118?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/116446421548994118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=116446421548994118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/116446421548994118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/116446421548994118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2006/11/away.html' title='Away'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-116127837218391355</id><published>2006-10-20T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:45:00.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday?</title><content type='html'>my exact birthday?was weeks ago...but today was my so called 'chinese' birthday.My family is going to celebrate it for me...but then...i don't like it...how i wish they just forget about it...they will say we will buy this n that when bla bla bla(with some condition)...bloody hell...dont wan to buy just say so la...i really fucking hate people give me fake hope....somemore another bunch of idiot asking me for money...bloody hell(pissed)...think i am an atm machine...think i got so much of cash to supply them whenever they say so...now...my own personal com also down....bastard...reformat hor?damn the software disc...feel like smashing my hard disc into pieces with de hammer...sigh...birthday ma...no good ar?wat so good..wat so nice...get a chance to cut de birthday cake ar?get the chance to make a wish ar(though is fake...still...many people still wishing)?i just dont like the feeling...maybe i am that kind of low profile fella....sigh....how i wish i am at malacca....maybe my life there will be more simple or boring perhaps...but at least i am satisfy and happy about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-116127837218391355?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/116127837218391355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-116058589536500945</id><published>2006-10-12T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:58:15.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 huh?</title><content type='html'>how to start my new entry?sigh...long time didn't blog already.Sorry guys...was damn busy recently preparing for my final exam,don't really have time to celebrate my birthday.Sad right?So now...I am back again..bleuk.Was kind of pity that have to celebrate my birthday all here by myself...and not to forget...my girl girl.Haha...i got a nike shirt from my loves one...thanks a lot dear...that was my only present for this year..i guess...anyway i love that shirt a lot...wakaka...Well....Ning was the first person wishes me happy birthday...yea...2 days before my birthday...she forgotten about my birthday...another sad case...*know got people jealous d*...Well...aik sin was the second fella to wish me that...he called me to wish me happy birthday..was kinda happy to receive his call...as usual...&lt;br /&gt;"ar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Wa...Paopi...happy birthday wo.."&lt;br /&gt;"thank you wo...kam hou sam ar?"&lt;br /&gt;"now u only know...my birthday over already ma your turn lo...you forever also younger than me 24 hours wan..."&lt;br /&gt;"Yea la yea la..."&lt;br /&gt;"Wa...pao pao pao...can have sex already wo...tai kor chai already wo.."&lt;br /&gt;"yea la yea la..."&lt;br /&gt;"Pao pao pao..still seeing stars with ur darling ar?"&lt;br /&gt;"Din see that for long time already lo..."&lt;br /&gt;"Pao pao pao...this week coming back a not?"&lt;br /&gt;"Coming back.."&lt;br /&gt;"Hin sai ar!!"&lt;br /&gt;Then he continued&lt;br /&gt;"Pao pao pao...you think you who...huh!!!"&lt;br /&gt;dudududu.....he puts his phone down then...After that...my darling was the third wan..anyway...aik sin n ning wishes me before my birthday...my dear wishes me on the right time...*though u are the third wan*.My birthday also have to wake up early for my pca paper...damn sad...daytime sat for paper..lunch time having lunch with my girl and kai tzin ta ep..haha...birthday also have to eat 'chap fan'...then nightime studying in the library....sigh...before going to the library..."beep beep"...my phone vibrates...the screen displayed '1 message received'..i opened the message..it was from my darling...&lt;br /&gt;"dear ar...i bought a piece of cheese cake for you...happy birthday!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"ok lo....thank you dear...love u so much..thank you so much...later we share it outside the library la"&lt;br /&gt;"ok lo"&lt;br /&gt;haha...it was so sweet to do that..share cakes...haha*i am touched actually dear...thank you for wat had u done during my birthday..till ur mummy complaint...'my birthday you also dont treat me like this' "haha..Well when my birthday was over...the time was past twelve in the morning...then only dozens of happy birthday message...call and testimonial saying that u can have sex legally' flowing into my phone and my friendster account...anyway...thank you you guys for wishing me..i really appreciate it...Well..today..my first semester had came to an end and i got 3 weeks holiday from now...haha...first planning..honeymoon!!tomorrow will be going to genting to overnight then back to kl to shop for one night again...bleuk...having sex legally huh...haha...just joking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-116058589536500945?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/116058589536500945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=116058589536500945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/116058589536500945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/116058589536500945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2006/10/18-huh.html' title='18 huh?'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-115644507625849833</id><published>2006-08-25T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T02:44:36.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Blog</title><content type='html'>Finally,I got some time to breath...sorry for not updating my entries recently..I was very busy with my studies...once again...yea...this month...haha...consider a very you guys called that 'shui' month for me...you see....i bang my dad's car at the beginning of the month...then went back to malacca...looked at my physics result...almost cried out...stupid so hard and fail at the end..wat the hell is this man...nvm...next day..after my supper with kavi till 1a.m....walked back by myself...ok...there was something special happen...i heard this girl voices screaming behind of me...obviously is a natural reflexes that u gonna turn ur head back and keh po...the problem is once i turned my head to the back...i saw nothing...totally nothing...i started to feel nervous actually...i knew i was bumped into some dirty things d...and i was feeling creepy while i am on the way back actually and i am very sure that some girl voice coming from my back and there was nothing behind me actually...after that...comes to the weekend...epl..english primier league started...thought can earn some money...but dammit...i just lost 200 bucks in 2 matches...i was so frustrated...wat the hell are they playing...nvm..lucky i contra half of my lost later...and i am still in debt...gr....so now..i am back to my own house...home sweet home...not that sweet actually...i was suppose to see stars with my darling tonite...but i followed my dad back and we was as usual...dating somewhere before i went back....ngek ngek....yea about her...must admit that our relationship is developing very fast...much more faster than i thought...we are getting closer now...isnt good or bad...no idea...we are still not declared as couple yet...but then...we got no difference between those couple that we usually saw...is just that we are going too fast...she was worrying...so am i...but come on...we cant control how fast we wanna go rite...sigh...so i guess my darling was kinda moody...wanted to call her...but then she is sleeping...after that i onli knew that she was in her mood...sorry darling...sek fan lo...anyway...guess thats all guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115644507625849833?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115644507625849833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=115644507625849833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/115644507625849833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/115644507625849833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-to-blog.html' title='Time To Blog'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-115514424208663769</id><published>2006-08-10T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T01:24:02.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday...</title><content type='html'>Well,this is second entry of the week...I guess...Yeah right.Life seems to be so...empty i considered to me after back to my home.Everyday slept from 2am till 12pm noon,then slept in the afternoon again for few more hours.I wonder how can I do that man.It has been ages ever since themlast time i slept like that.I can't even do that in Malacca.I can stayed up till late night and woke up early in the morning without feeling tired but here...Godness.Woke up on 12pm till feel like sleep all the way.Sometimes I rather to stay back at Malacca,at least my darling is there.Still can see her but here in kl...my parent are busy working..i can like see them like 1 hour per day only.They came back home on about 9.Then took dinner...watch tv...sleep...I can't really have the chance to talk with them except for weekends and I feel so sick to see my aunt and my uncle staying at my house...somemore take over my room...arg!!!just hate them over take my room...sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115514424208663769?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115514424208663769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=115514424208663769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/115514424208663769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/115514424208663769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/holiday.html' title='Holiday...'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-115480130119275113</id><published>2006-08-06T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T02:08:21.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Relax...Perhaps</title><content type='html'>Holiday!!!di di da da...most of papers are over and currently enjoying my 1 week holiday.What a relief...don't really have rest for this past few weeks.Everyday stay up late to study and the second day woke up early for class...somemore have to sacrifice my fencing class T.T but luckily my darling was beside me supporting me...thanks dear...i love u...but note that she is still not my gf yet...it takes time actually and i shall wait for the chance that we both are waiting for...God Bless Us...actually is kind of boring to spend my holiday at kl...everybody is studying during the weekdays...parent are working till late night...sigh...what to do...study for my coming HD paper lo...and to catch up my studies...really have to catch up if not i am really in serious shit...so my paper...uh huh...hopefully i can pass...please...pass only...is 2am now...i think i shall go to bed...if not my darling will sam thong d...hor???haha...i love u dear...and nights to everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115480130119275113?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115480130119275113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=115480130119275113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/115480130119275113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/115480130119275113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-to-relaxperhaps.html' title='Time To Relax...Perhaps'/><author><name>Ivan Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-115437329846003466</id><published>2006-08-01T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T03:14:58.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I or Shouldn't I</title><content type='html'>What is the true meaning of you guys called 'love','feelings' or something else that related to these kind of thing.How much you people know about this few words?Honestly ask yourself,how much do u guys understand about it?Just ask yourself then.Well,I have experienced something realted to this kind of stuff lately.Is easy to have those what guys known as feelings between a male and a female spesies when they mixed around together too much.For my case,is something similiar to it...I guess.To be honest,this kidn of stuff is coming to me once again after so long.My mind is considering something now...Should I give myself a chance or whether she do deserve that chance from me or whatever...sigh.For this moment,I can feel that I am still lacking of something but I don't know what is that.Mistakes...that I had done previously was a painful experience to me and till now,I am still blaming myself and I cannot forgive myself for what I had done after so long.The end of the relationship between ning and I left a very deep scar deep inside my heart actually.Sometimes I think back about our stuff back,I still got the feeling that we are not over yet but what is over consider over,is just the past...well,it already brought to a comma long time ago.Other than that,I had lost my confidence on that and I am once almost collapse because of that but now,look at me.I stood from where I fall.It took me ample of time and lots of effort to stand once again.Is not easy to get up actually.What am I fear of?mistakes...repeating my mistakes is always my fear and lack of confidence is the main factor taht cause me so tired and frustrated in this so called 'world of love and romance'.This is not like a player get injured and ready for a new challenge while recovering from his injuries.That is talking about temporary and I am talking about injury that last permanently or forever perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115437329846003466?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115437329846003466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=115437329846003466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27854918/posts/default/115437329846003466'/><link rel='self' 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class,I got my fencing class on 8 at night.Sad right???Anyway,I started to love fence after a stressful day.Is very nice to fence with other people to release our tension by only fully concentrate your focus on your saber.Damn it,i just love to fence.So about this few days...sigh...sad to say...very sad...and disappointing with this girl name yin chao if i am not mistaken,the girl i used to describe as 'cyndi wang'...sigh...don't want to mention about it...damn sad wey...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115324250465873969?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115324250465873969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=115324250465873969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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a nice day here.(crapping....).So,let me update my blog then.It was on Saturday,yea...my gang n I was thought of having pirates of the carribean at night.I wanted to stay at home actually and not going out so early somemore was during dinner time.I wanted to spend some time with my family.I don't really spend time with them everytime i went back to kl actually...(show some sympathy la)until Eric was begging me to go and wanted to line their cars in front of my house.Hong Shen came early to my house to pick me up.Well...there was no reason for me to say no actually...sigh.Unfortunately,the ticket was fully booked and sold out when we had reached in front of the counter at Sunway Pyramid.Suddenly Hong Shen suggested to watch Re-cycle.It was a horror hong kong film starting by our local actress Lee Xin Jie.Though there was some objection especially from Kai Xiang whom rather to drift 100 times on the street than watching movie(he really has that ability,cool...),he said.At the end,majority won.So we bought our ticket and went into the theater.Kai Xiang sat beside me...from the moment that the movie played,that fellow had been using his hand to covered his eyes and his ears...sometimes...while we was enjoying our movie...i had tried to pulled his hand off then he kept begging for not removing his hand away from his eye:don't play la,i very scare la...haha...in fact,that movie doesn't consider as a horror movie to me anyway,was sort of adventure movie me.After that movie,it was only about 12a.m.It was very early,to us la...So as usual,went to our favorite place,Asiacafe.The heaven of playing fusball with my gang.Never fail to go there every weekend.While John and I playing one on one,there was a girl suddenly pop out beside me asked:you guys mind to play with me?two on one?.In fact,that was the last ball taht we are playing.I told her:but this our last ball wo...Then she replied:oh...is ok then.She walked away then but she seems to be lonely over there.pity her also...after that we went to the 1st floor looked for the others.Aik Sin wanted to play fusball too...So Eric,Aik Sin and I went up again for fusball.I told them about the girl.However I partner with Eric against Aik Sin.Then i saw that girl again watching people fusball.So i asked to have some fun with us then.She agreed and came to us.Her fusball skill was cool...I underestimated her actually.this gave me another lesson,never ever underestimate the female spesies.We intro ourself while playing.Her name was Christine same age with us and she is from HELP institute taking cambrige A-levels.Anyway she is not my type of girl actually...rich's man daughter.Honestly guys,I was just looking for somebody to flirt around and she came at the right timing :P...bleuk...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115307039760095836?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-115289863322753613</id><published>2006-07-15T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T01:40:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who am i?</title><content type='html'>well today is friday,sorry is yesterday.i woke up early in the morning.In fact,i have lost the ability to wake up late nowadays.So as usual,i switched on the computer to read some news.Other than that,i was also chatting with sue yin,hot chick in my class :p I had forgot the topic that we went through.Suddenly she mentioned about my personality,she said i am not a loyal person as in those love thingy.I was stood in front of my monitor.I kept asking myself am I that kind of person actually..yes or not?I don't know actually.Maybe you guys can judge me yes if you guys knew i got 6 exes.Am i that kind of person?I really got no idea.U guys judge la.After that question,i kept asking myself...what kind of person am I?loyal?mature?immature?hot tempered?flirty?I really got no idea what kind of person I am man.Her question actually causes a domino effect on me.On the way back to Kl,I was thinking about those question over and over again in the bus.those question was like haunting around me.Anyway,change my topic since it is getting boring...Oh yeah,on thursday...i was suppose to have my english class at the same old venue...thanks to sue yin again...told me and kaveetha the wrong venue.We went far away to that wrong venue and...sigh...we realize that we went to the wrong venue when kavee called up sue yin..and she told us to go back to the fixed venue.So,kavee and I walked all the way back to our class.This is the interesting part,climax of my blog already.While we are on the way rushing to my class,there was a hot girl passing by us.I quickly whispered to kavee:hey kavee,u see...my target.Actually I had met this girl in the bookshop ever since the first day of college,it happened when I went to the bookshop to check out the price of my textbook.From there,i met her.we was staring each other.At the end,we replied each with a smile.I don't actually saw her often in the campus,maybe once or twice a week or we didn't even met each other in a week cause we are in different course.Everytime we saw each other,just smile to each other.I told kaze about her and I described her as 'cyndi wang'(well..i do think she looks like her) but for kaze...keep one giving negative opinion about her:oh god...normal only ma... =.=.Continue my story,she saw me too then smile at each other again.Actually she was also rushing to her class...but i got no idea where was she going...so kavee was shocked.She quickly replied me:omg,she so sweet and chun la,get her number la.I asked her back:do I really have to?Kavee said:go la!Then I quickly turned 180 degree back and ran toward her.Unfortunately,she was like disappeared.I was so disappointed,went back to kavee and told her:i had lost her,no idea where she went...After that,went to my class.Well,is kind of disappointing actually.I missed every chance in every week I met her.Well,maybe this is my first step...hopefully this step is going to stepped...maybe is a new beginnning...hopefully...i am not going to rush for her actually...maybe step by step..just what as kaze said...you will get nothing in the end if you are desperate for it...i truly understand about it...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115289863322753613?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115289863322753613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=115289863322753613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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blog...today 9th of july...is an important date to this blog...is officially launched...it doens't mean that i gonna abandon my blog at msn and friendster...i will start using this three blogs together...i hope that everyone will enjoy reading my blogs and drop some comments in it...i will appreciate it very much...do not forget too....leave some  message in the chatting box if u guys wan to...enjoy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115244418750782702?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115244418750782702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=115244418750782702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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manage to reach my home in the evening,my feeling was still not that unstable.Feel bored at home after settling down my stuff,i decided to go for a walk around my house...why not...it has been a very long time since the last time i went for this kind of walk...from my house...i had walked to my secondary school..then i looked at my watch...i was grumbling...oh god...why is time passing so slow...it only spent me about 10 minute to walk there...is still very early and i still don't feel like going home yet.So i decided to continue my walk...finally i passes by aik sin's house....and...i don't feel the satisfaction yet...after reaching the border of usj 2...i look at the opposite...usj 4...yea...i decided to go over to that side...yea...i really went there...after crossing the busy road..i reached at the indian grocery shop...can feel my lips are drying up...and so..i bought a can of coke...miss that so much...didn't drank that for sometime already...just feel so great to drink something cool in such super hot weather...i walk all the way from my house to usj 4 of course not because to drink coke...then..i walk all the way down to the park...that place is kind of memorial place for me...i sat there and i had spent my whole evening over there alone...i stood at the tree where i still freshly remember that a year ago...i was sitting with ning...i stood at that tree and wondering...then..i told her that:ning ar,i wonder will this tree still remain here when we are at our 70's..then..she looked at me...and smile...nothing had changed much over there...in fact...i was hoping that she would come over also...this was a jackpot and i didn't hit it...so..i sat there until almost 8...where after i saw the sun set...i went back home then...at about 10 in night...john..ivan and yong sen came to my house..asked me to go for a drink...they knew i was sad...after that drink...we walked all the way to taipan at about 12 in the morning already...it sounds crazy i know...had been walking for the whole day...we sat at a spot...talk about life...girls...stuff...they was trying to put my mood back...john was trying with the most effort actually...he said:i don't want to backstab about eric la..but don't you he is a bastard to go after your ex...we know your heart is still with her...we noticed that during the canteen day last week...your face changed suddenly...and i insisted she and i was the past...i never blame eric for that and so so....actually i wanted to cried at that time...but i didn't cause yong sen just beside me...he would tell everybody about that if i cried and misunderstanding among all of us will happen...we talked until 3 something and we walked to ivan's house and he fetched us back...after reaching home..i don't feel like sleeping yet actually...then john sent sms me..asked me to play futsal with the whole gang with them at the morning...is our weekly activity actually to play futsal every saturday morning...i replied him...i told him that i don't want to go...i am afraid that i couldn't myself and i don't want to have mixed feeling...then...i sat on my sofa and listen to my favorite songs by playing my dad's cd through his fantastic hi-fi...i think over and over again about that...i also don't know how many have i think at that morning...i have been thinking..how to deal with eric in the future...enemy?friend?finally i got the answer...i don't want to lose a friend...and my ex got nothing to do with though eric is going after her...this is already the fact actually...and i think from there...i had let my ex go...manage to settle that after 1 year...hopefully...so..i stayed until 6 in the morning only williung to go to my bed...yesterday night...bunch of gang went to asia cafe to play fusball...which i cannot play that in malacca...T.T..and pool...eric came too...in fact...we manage to play pool and fusball together too...from there i believe that everything has already come to an end actually...hopefully...&lt;div 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Au</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15495595009485132647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h210/ivanau88/P1000155-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27854918.post-115220675672085091</id><published>2006-07-07T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T01:29:34.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th of july</title><content type='html'>sigh...7th of july...time fly...exactly 1 year...i can't believe it...is going too fast...so today..was my ex's,ning birthday...yea...i still remembered that...i celebrated with her...i bought her a birthday cheese cake for her...she was kinda happy...i gave her a bracelet as her birthday present...from there i almost spent 100 bucks for her...went all around kl and pj to buy her a present...don't really know what she likes...so i just bought her a bracelet...maybe this is fate...she really don't wear bracelet...i didn't know about that until i gave it to her...until yesterday...li shin asked me about some chinese word thingy....then suddenly she mentioned...tomorrow is ning's birthday wo...i said:yea...buy her cheese cake again meh???...well she replied:ning doesn't likes cheese cake la...i was shocked:isnt???...then she said:yea...i was not in my mood and we both usually don't have any topics to chat to ever since i broke up with ning...well...i admit...i do still struggle with her...for all this while i had been lying to myself....i discovered this with i met her last week in my secondary school's canteen day...is somekind of school carnival...you know...so that day...she was on duty guarding the exit..eric pulled my gang n i to play te haunted house organized by her class....i don't really know what is wrong with her...she don't even dare to look at me...not even once althought i was standing beside her...i wanted to spent her a drink since that day was extremly hot...but...sigh...we don't even talk a single word to each other...i was kind of...no..should i say....clearly disappointed with that...eric was intend to go after her...keep talking to her...though i was beside them...i didn't know about that until my mood swings rapidly fast...i don't know what is wrong with me also...maybe is the feeling of jealousy...i was really out of mood...then i called my dad to pick me up from my school and i went all the way to pudu then took my bus back to malacca...for the whole day...including for the first few days...my mood don't seems to be better...but now...feel much more better...in 18 years of life,i had struggled with 2 girls...the 1st girl is stephanie...don't know why...waited for her for 6 years..sounds kinda stupid but don't know la...then ning...exactly 1 year...anyway..i never announce about lauching my blog...only my true friend who really concerned about me excluding my mmu's friends and my cool lecturer,miss lim....sometimes is good to keep a person's privacy...just don't feel like telling this to everyone...whoever visited this blog and read this entry will know what kind of feeling i am having now...so later in the afternoon i will be going back to kl...though i am don't feel like going back...maybe because of this...i clearly understand that she and i was the past...if eric don't go after her...others will do that...but sometimes is hard to control my own feelings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115220675672085091?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jazzymoments.blogspot.com/feeds/115220675672085091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27854918&amp;postID=115220675672085091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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was suppose to start using this blog when i entered mmu...sadly...i was too busy to deal my study for all this while....now...ok...forced to use la...at least i dont let eunice down...helping me to edit this blog...it took us almost 1 month time to finish this...but 1 more thing...is not exactly finish editing yet...i guess i will use this as my second blog...i really have to hard feelings to abandon my current blog...at msn space,&lt;a href="http://ivanau88.spaces.msn.com/personalspace.aspx?_c02_owner=1"&gt;http://ivanau88.spaces.msn.com/personalspace.aspx?_c02_owner=1&lt;/a&gt;....it helped me to get through my pass....sigh...i guess this will be my welcome message to my class,PE19....welcome guys...have fun together...and miss lim...hav a nice day...blek...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27854918-115217089863590156?l=jazzymoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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