<?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-4442964670465043495</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:13:08.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My LiF3</title><subtitle type='html'>This is Real of Me!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angus-story.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442964670465043495/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angus-story.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nG3$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124013567988869590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCEaZybwYtI/SY8FuQWFU6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/XW5aPCHK4wA/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442964670465043495.post-5219207922885626377</id><published>2009-11-02T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:30:15.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Time don't WAIT People is true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I forgot to count wat had I done in da previous October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Studyin, Work, Eat, Play, Sleep, Spend money... n dats my October Life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Feel like done ntg.. Aiks... Loose to my plan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Anyway, tis month will be very challenging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;2 more weeks to my final exam, 1 more week to my assignments..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Short semester life reli not relaxing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hope can prepare well for tis exam n can pass up assignments on time lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Btw, stil got 2 more weeks to my 21st B'day lorr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Stil thinking how to celebrate.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Sing k? Will be too much spending for my frens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Find somewhere dinner? But where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Open party in my house? too serious ba? Somemore i don reli like it coz im not any special person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Jz wan a comfortable celebration n can eat my favorite Baskin Robin cake ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Sleepy le. Nid to take enuff rest for 2moro classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;First time got so stress to attend English Language class. shet...!!&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/4442964670465043495-5219207922885626377?l=angus-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angus-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5219207922885626377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442964670465043495&amp;postID=5219207922885626377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442964670465043495/posts/default/5219207922885626377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442964670465043495/posts/default/5219207922885626377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angus-story.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-plan.html' title='November Plan'/><author><name>nG3$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124013567988869590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCEaZybwYtI/SY8FuQWFU6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/XW5aPCHK4wA/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442964670465043495.post-4626428616191576917</id><published>2009-09-30T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:56:42.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of Sept 2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ok.. quite long time ago i wrote my blog.. reli reli lazy to write it lo.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;actuali everytime i got lots problem stuck inside my mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but i cant blow it out coz no one hear me or even noe me! i noe blog can help me, but feel don wan to write it.. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I stil remembered last blog i said will post out my body look hor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but i don tink i will upload it coz stil no diff till now.. sumore lack of exercises in tis month.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i've freezing my fitness membership tis month n tot will do more outing exercises, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but i done more less exercises compared v previous months..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;oh ya! 2day is last day of tis month lo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;need to set my target for October le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hey, anyone can help me on editing blog background, i reli lost my way on editing it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;n oso who willing to teach me play keyboard a? i bought a keyboard since cny but i stil dono play v it. I got a guitar too! but onli learnt level 1.. wakakakakakaka... im like wasting lots money on stuff but din fully use it ya. wat a big waster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Actually tis month happened quite lots of things for me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Final exam for sem 1, holiday trip to PD, attending family frens gathering, cheong k, watch moveis, start 2nd sem, fall in love v someone..?! hahahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And tis is my Sept life lo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I did felt some love v a girl.. at first v got lots of conversation in fb, phone txt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tot can improve our relationship but now is all over i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i wana try to tell her my feel, but nowadays she seems like don wanna to talk to me and escaping frm me after da trip... i guess she don wan to mess up v me ba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;shud i find a chance to tell her o not.. or jz leave her alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;first time i will be dat not brave to confess to a girl, dono y..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;maybe i cant feel she got any feeling to me lor.. sumore now she treat me bad den normal fren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;any love expert here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i have to stop by here now coz dono wat to write d...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &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/4442964670465043495-4626428616191576917?l=angus-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angus-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4626428616191576917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442964670465043495&amp;postID=4626428616191576917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442964670465043495/posts/default/4626428616191576917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442964670465043495/posts/default/4626428616191576917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angus-story.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-day-of-sept-2009.html' title='Last day of Sept 2009...'/><author><name>nG3$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124013567988869590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCEaZybwYtI/SY8FuQWFU6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/XW5aPCHK4wA/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442964670465043495.post-925395923496364925</id><published>2009-07-17T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:16:45.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Pack</title><content type='html'>After my form 5 graduated, my physical starting become fat.. especially when havin relationship v someone tat time... mayb is bcoz lack of exercise n never take care on my nutrition ba..&lt;br /&gt;last year December i joined Fitness First, tat time i reli hope i can get into shape after few months workout n trainin.. but da only ting is i  onli realize my tummy get smaller nia coz all my old pants cant fit in finally can wear dy..&lt;br /&gt;but im stil not satisfied v wat i am now.. coz is stil consider fat, even my fren oso keep tellin me im fat... lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is passin damn fast.. now is already in middle of July.. but i stil din notice any changes at my body lookin.. i wanna get a gud physical lookin like a six pack, muscular.. i hope tat can change me to more optimistic, can get back my confident... nowadays de me already lack of lots confident..&lt;br /&gt;b4 tat, im oso lack of knowledge on fitness &amp;amp; health, but recently i bought a book n get a lots of info frm there, hope tis time i can transform my self to a better self of me la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i stil need to set a target n get started, if not, it is stil useless without take any action.&lt;br /&gt;doin tis alone is reli hard, hope can get a partner or fren got a same goal v me n work it out together, so at least tat v will give each other motivation.. but now need to do it alone first la... da only motivaton for me now is get a good physical lookin, n ur personality will change to better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is mid of july, early sept will organize a trip to lang tengah island, so i wanna set a due date is end of august. tats mean stil got 6 weeks to go...&lt;br /&gt;I muz tell my self cannot be lazy anymore le!! If i success, i will post my photo in here by end of august, hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4442964670465043495-925395923496364925?l=angus-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angus-story.blogspot.com/feeds/925395923496364925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442964670465043495&amp;postID=925395923496364925' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442964670465043495/posts/default/925395923496364925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442964670465043495/posts/default/925395923496364925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angus-story.blogspot.com/2009/07/six-pack.html' title='Six Pack'/><author><name>nG3$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05124013567988869590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCEaZybwYtI/SY8FuQWFU6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/XW5aPCHK4wA/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442964670465043495.post-7341516168886336361</id><published>2009-07-15T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:02:56.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st real blog..</title><content type='html'>Finally want to write something on here le.. at least no one will come n check my blog n c wat had happen to me...&lt;div&gt;at least i can express my feeling in here without letting other ppl know wat im thinking about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe shud say bcoz i don hav any gud fren to share v me... im not a gud listener somemore... tats y they wont listen to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today wednesday.. a bad wednesday n makin me damn moody n emo today... i dono why?! mayb lots of facts... college hav no close frens, hard to communicate v them... feelin im not in any gang of them... wanna make frens, but seems like no chance.. or shud say i don hav any confident... afraid ppl tot me is a freak guy.. i dono.. i feel im not da old time of me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jz now evening class late by 10 minutes back to class after break, lecturer marked me late n goin to reduce my marks.. i hav ntg to explain.. it is my wrong anywhr.. today feelin like goin no where... wanna watch movie v fren.. but most of them watched da movie v their partner.. other rejected me somemore.. haiz... lonely life is like tat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after backed to home, my mom keep scolding.. 'everyday got so many activities, every nite go out v frens, spend money like wasting water, n bla bla bla bla bla bla...' tats make me feel more frustrated... seems like everyting is my fault.. MONEY!! another issue again... it reli make me headache.. every month need to pay car loan, study loan, phone bill, fitness membership, food, petrol, toll, entertainment, a lots new stuff to buy... im reli a person who dono spend money wisely.. tats why untill now i hav no saving!!! a POOR guy... how to change tis situation? i dono.. stop my study n find a high pay salary job? i tink i don hav tat qualification... feelin im jz like rubbish in somewhere big garbage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jz had a big war v first bro, kenneth.. bcoz of a computer mouse... all bcoz im already moody... he came in a wrong time........ sry bro... mayb we wont talk to each other for many days le.. or maybe for few months or whole life... maybe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im already stopped my conversation v my youngest bro, gabryel for many months ago coz of fighting.. im stil remembered he broke my toilet's door tat time.. im reli angry v his attitude... everytime i talked bout his bad attitude... or maybe i din realise my own bad attitude got a lots too.. tats y cant get a best fren...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeaa.. jz now after fight v my bro, im feelin my left chest pain again.. i suspect my heart reli got prob... bcoz tis is not da first time dy... but who care la?! so i wont care it oso la... i tink maybe someday i die of heart attack... not bad oso ma..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually i stil got lots n lots to write it down in here... my past of my love life, how my best fren betrayed me, wat im done wrong in tis few years, y now onli back to study, why stopped study half way,... but my head is stuck now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next time la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@nGu$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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