<?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-33088397</id><updated>2011-10-05T17:09:06.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wifier Blogs Again</title><subtitle type='html'>All my craps @ wifier.blogspot.com
"Patience is a virtue I have no time for. Not bothered."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-2349097429531834145</id><published>2010-12-27T13:49:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T14:40:57.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Modern and The Old days of Employment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgx73R7cII/AAAAAAAAAFg/bwgKhh4bVZ4/s1600/Oldays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555245044882698370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgx73R7cII/AAAAAAAAAFg/bwgKhh4bVZ4/s320/Oldays.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I remember my grandparents use to share their old stories and one of them is looking for jobs during the old days where people actually go shop to shops, house to house, sites to sites asking and begging for employments and if you are lucky enough to get hold of a job that could last you only a month and you start going around again. If you are even fortunate to have friends that could 'pull the string' to get you a decent job, make some good income and work under some good bosses and pray that their business could last forever so that you could hang on there for long. Without proper educations or guidance, everyone just struggled day after days. That were the golden days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, jobs are everywhere. In the paper, the internets, posted on the walls of the toilets, bus stands, walk way, traffic lights.Everywhere you name it. The best part is applicants need not run around asking or begging but just a few buttons away calling to ask about the job. What do they do? The first common question will be how much is the pay and do i need to walk or sell? Imagine the pampered life everyone is going through. The life of being fortunate to sit their butt in primary and secondary schools for almost 11-12 years. Then off to college and uni for another 3-4 years. Some with their parents hard earned money and some with the ready loans available right in front of them. After all the "all ready for them and fully equipped" they still tend to be JOBLESS for months after graduations after said all the jobs available more than a few load of trucks can carry. One tend to wonder if it is caused by the competition of job hunting or merely the attitude of the one looking for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still bump into people who tells me that it is hard to secure a job nowadays where they are still jobless after months of graduation. My common question to them will always be "what are you looking for actually?" These people tend to pause at that moment and start thinking and the answers are usually very self deceit which I usually don't have that energy to debate about their answers but telling them again to be truthful with themselves. It is kind of hard to tell them my grandmother's story about job hunting in the old days where they hardly have any space to pierce that priceless story into their ears. All I could tell these people are to take their sweet time and look for the most suitable job they are looking for. As long their pocket could hold on that long or they have the infinity amount in their ATM card. Good for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes knowing some old stories be it a real one or created one could actually give us some benchmark living in this world of mercy of how others could do it during the old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRg0ZcNjfUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qeqWaR0aDds/s1600/j1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555247752035925314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRg0ZcNjfUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qeqWaR0aDds/s320/j1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgzwbVJhCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2rV1acDeT3M/s1600/j1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33088397-2349097429531834145?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/2349097429531834145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=2349097429531834145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/2349097429531834145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/2349097429531834145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2010/12/modern-and-old-days-of-employment.html' title='The Modern and The Old days of Employment'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgx73R7cII/AAAAAAAAAFg/bwgKhh4bVZ4/s72-c/Oldays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-2787895764702472244</id><published>2009-04-10T15:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:25:28.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barisan Nasional pertubuhan haram. Jadi semua MP dan ADUN BN tak sah. PR perintah Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Berikut adalah kenyataan Nur Saidi Nayan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Bilakah Pakatan Rakyat diluluskan? Bilakah Pakatan Rakyat menjadi pakatan siasah yang sah dari segi undang-undang? " kata wakil Pemuda Umno, Nur Saidi Nayan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tambahnya, gabungan tiga pembangkang itu tidak pernah ditubuhkan secara rasmi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Kalau tidak ada (secara rasmi), kenapa semua pihak - parti parti politik, media massa, dan TV, sama ada milik kerajaan atau swasta - memberi promosi percuma kepada pertubuhan haram itu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Saya cadangkan, kita hari ini haramkan semua pihak menggunakan perkataan Pakatan Rakyat kerana ia merupakan sebuah pertubuhan yang haram.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Berbeza dengan Umno yang dilahirkan dalam istana, katanya lagi, gabungan pembangkang "parti serpihan (yang lahir) bersama dendam, khianat dan demonstrasi jalanan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikut adalah pengulasan kami mewakili belia – belia di Malaysia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berdasarkan kepada kenyataan Nur Saidi Nayan, kami mencadangkan dia supaya mengharamkan dahulu penggunaan “Barisan Nasional”. Mengikut peredaran masa, perkataan Barisan Nasional digunakan terlebih dahulu. Semenjak tahun 1973, iaitu selama 36 tahun, perkataan Barisan Nasional digunakan secara meluas. Sebelum itu, Barisan Nasional dikenali sebagai Parti Perikatan. Kesemua 13 komponen Barisan Nasional termasuk UMNO, MIC dan MCA adalah parti yang diluluskan secara sah dari segi undang – undang dan mempunyai perlembagaan sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka persoalan yang timbul ialah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bilakah Barisan Nasional diluluskan? Bilakah Barisan Nasional menjadi pakatan siasah yang sah dari segi undang – undang? Buktikan bahawa Barisan Nasional mempunyai rekod di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jabatan Pendaftar Pertubuhan Malaysia (JPPM) yang dikenali sebagai Registrar of Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gabungkan 13 komponen Barisan Nasional tidak pernah ditubuhkan secara rasmi dan Barisan Nasional juga tidak mempunyai perlembagaan sendiri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mengapa semua pihak - parti parti politik, media massa, dan TV, sama ada milik kerajaan atau swasta – mengunakan perkataan Barisan Nasional yang tidak diwujudkan secara sah dan mengikut perundangan di Malaysia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Adakah ini bermaksud, Barisan Nasional juga merupakan pertubuhan yang haram dan penggunaan perkataan Barisan Nasional wajib diharamkan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bukankah penubuhan Barisan Nasional juga merupakan serpihan – serpihan 13 komponen walaupun hanya UMNO yang dilahirkan di Istana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambanan pula, kami ingin memperingatkan Pemuda Umno khususnya, Nur Saidi Nayan bahawa dalam pilihanraya 2008, Pakatan Rakyat telah bertanding dengan namanya sendiri yang sah iaitu Parti Keadilan Rakyat (PKR), Parti Islam Se-Malaysia (PAS) dan Democratic Action Party (DAP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manakala, Barisan Nasional, sebaliknya dalam pilihanraya 2008 dan sebelumnya, telah bertanding atas nama Barisan Nasional yang tidak ditubuhkan secara sah mengikut perundangan. Yang ditubuhkan secara rasmi ialah UMNO, MIC, MCA dan komponen – komponen lain dan bukannya Barisan Nasional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukankah UMNO, MIC dan MCA serta komponen – komponen lain dalam Barisan Nasional perlu bertanding dengan menggunakan nama pertubuhan mereka yang sah? Bukankah mereka perlu bertanding mengunakan logo masing – masing? Mengapa mereka menggunakan perkataan Barisan Nasional dan logo Barisan Nasional yang tidak sah di sisi undang – undang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak menarik juga jika dikaji dari segi undang – undang bahawa terdapat ‘tribal issue’ yang boleh dihadapkan ke makhamah. Ini adalah kerana UMNO, MIC dan MCA serta komponen – komponen lain dalam Barisan Nasional bertanding atas nama pertubuhan yang tidak sah. Adakah ini bermaksud Barisan Nasional sedang mentadbir negara kita melalui perlantikan dan pemilihan yang tidak sah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami, menyeru Pemuda UMNO membuat kajian terlebih dahulu sebelum membahaskan sesuatu perkara. Ini menunjukkan identiti dan pendirian yang bercanggah dengan sejarah dan persefahaman di Malaysia. Sebagai tonggak yang akan menerajui kepimpinan pada masa kelak, Pemuda UMNO di nasihati supaya jangan beremosi tetapi sebaliknya meggunakan pendekatan yang rasional dan bernas semasa membahaskan sesuatu perkara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33088397-2787895764702472244?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/2787895764702472244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=2787895764702472244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/2787895764702472244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/2787895764702472244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2009/04/barisan-national-pertubuhan-haram-jadi.html' title='Barisan Nasional pertubuhan haram. Jadi semua MP dan ADUN BN tak sah. PR perintah Malaysia'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-7973027655392863711</id><published>2009-04-10T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:42:59.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retaliation time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From now onward, life is getting more interesting as I had decided to retaliate every single slandering, stories created against me, ruining my reputation and every single thing that deem offensive to me. I am going to punch 10 times harder back on every single farker who had been slandering me and I put my head on the chopping board to ensure that this is going to happen very soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/Sd7bz00ussI/AAAAAAAAADw/AhZ_nR5pFns/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322933492998124226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/Sd7bz00ussI/AAAAAAAAADw/AhZ_nR5pFns/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33088397-7973027655392863711?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/7973027655392863711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=7973027655392863711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/7973027655392863711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/7973027655392863711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2009/04/retaliation-time.html' title='Retaliation time'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/Sd7bz00ussI/AAAAAAAAADw/AhZ_nR5pFns/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-966480553228890963</id><published>2007-09-25T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:48:53.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hongkies Secret Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was at Auto City Bukit Mertajam last week for my routine trip and after a long tiring day, park myself at this restaurant called "hongkies restaurant"!!??!! or watever. As I was going for a leak, saw this notice pasted on the door and I spend half a minute trying to figure out what da hell are they trying to say. Ok, i understand that right toilet can't lock thingy but where the fuck is the right toilet as they have only one toilet?? And use what 50 to the left??? As patience ran out, rush in, took my leak and came out still figuring out what the mama are they trying to tell. Hongkies da vinci code mebbe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/Rvi809wZjAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3SHwTY6vR-Q/s1600-h/strange+notice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114044994995981314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/Rvi809wZjAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3SHwTY6vR-Q/s320/strange+notice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33088397-966480553228890963?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/966480553228890963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=966480553228890963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/966480553228890963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/966480553228890963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2007/09/hongkies-secret-code.html' title='Hongkies Secret Code'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/Rvi809wZjAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3SHwTY6vR-Q/s72-c/strange+notice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-3404459794434001569</id><published>2007-09-05T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T18:48:28.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to blog again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been missing from my blog for sometime and I am back for good for my craps. Some tend to tell me "why so lame la writing all these nonsense". Oh well, go find yourself some life. There are millions of website that you could go browse your ass off or you need me to recommend some website that might interest you i.e &lt;a href="http://www.japanesegirls.com/"&gt;teletubbies.com &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.playboy.com/"&gt;disney.com&lt;/a&gt;. So don't bother come reading my blog and then not happy about it. rite? Some losers even come posting in comment box with all those X rated links and your money making website which hell I am not interested. So leave my blog alone. Any stubborn idiot continue to post all those nonsense, I swear I'll track you down with all your proxy IPs and be ready to be raped by banglas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33088397-3404459794434001569?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/3404459794434001569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=3404459794434001569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/3404459794434001569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/3404459794434001569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-blog-again.html' title='Back to blog again'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-116926840794359362</id><published>2007-01-20T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T12:52:15.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Moment is Just a Blink Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I look at the date today, I couldn't believe my eyes that we are closing to the end of January 2007 where I still feel the celebration of New Year was about..2 days ago? gosh... time flies. really flies. I last update my blog on the 10th of October 2006. I just felt like writing my last blog yesterday. And we got about 11 months to close 2007. CNY is just around the corner. Then again in no time, CNY was about few months ago? Hari Raya and christmas is around the corner.... oh dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33088397-116926840794359362?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/116926840794359362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=116926840794359362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/116926840794359362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/116926840794359362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2007/01/every-moment-is-just-blink-away.html' title='Every Moment is Just a Blink Away'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-115935239079190226</id><published>2006-09-27T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T13:07:16.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A journey my way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/583/3628/1600/ponders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/583/3628/320/ponders.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_11_61.gif" border="0" /&gt;I was pondering about this for sometimes. The journey we had walk over all these years since the day we see lights are the path that we took? Somehow things happen the way often not the way we would want it to happen. How in most unexplainable cases, we meet interesting people along the way... Some whom we could click instantly and many of these acquaintances who eventually turn into one of your best buds. Along the journey our life is like an airport where people comes from everywhere and go without you even realizing it. I am amazed with the way life was created, we learn to crawl, then walk and run. We go to school and the next thing you know you graduated. By the time we have time to sit down and ponder about these, its just a small empty space that you have to relax after routine busy life at work. I could even imagine the days to come when I would have to start my journey as a daddy to my childrens and in no time I am retiring. I am not predicting further however I know the word retiring scares me which means I will be counting my days of my life. Life is indeed colourful. But again, is the journey of our life the path we actually chosed or we simply don't have a choice. Many years ago someone defines life to me as a story of a person wrote by destiny. Whatever we do are written even a simple thing we do like sitting here writing these is also destined. Part of my story written. If that is simply true, we need not paint anymore picture for our own life. Simply amazing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/583/3628/1600/Life%20journey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/583/3628/320/Life%20journey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb114_ZN&amp;amp;utm_id=7922" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33088397-115935239079190226?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/115935239079190226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=115935239079190226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/115935239079190226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/115935239079190226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2006/09/journey-my-way.html' title='A journey my way?'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-115873238477991121</id><published>2006-09-20T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T13:01:17.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was thinking, perhaps i should be more realistic at times so that i might turn out to be a more happier person n not getting heat up over trivial matters. but i've always thought that at least i've never blown my top or shouted straight at a person's face whom i was angry with. I don't even remember for one time that i ever did that to anyone "yet", but sometimes people are really that irritating and and you simply can't get along with them in anyways no matter in work or friendship and even how hard u tried coz every moment that person appears he/she can be a total ass or slut which they have totally no idea about it, not mentioning that, bit by bit of hatred grew day by day becuz of "those" things they did to further arouse your current level of tolerence or displease towards them. In fact sometimes u just don't wish to be "enemies" with anyone but on the other hand you're feeling so "fxxxxxx FAKE" that u actually talk to the person that bitched about you most of the time. You people try to figure it out or recall whether you've been through this. I guess more or less a "YES", unless you're the kind of real straight forward goose who throws the shit right on the person's face whom u dislike and I am not. I just wanted to be someone nice, but i hope i don't ended up FAKE. &lt;img alt="Sad" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_38.gif" border="0" /&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/33088397-115873238477991121?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/115873238477991121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=115873238477991121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/115873238477991121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/115873238477991121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2006/09/little-confession.html' title='Little confession'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-115872860781979892</id><published>2006-09-20T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T13:03:27.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The latest menu on the block</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How about a sip of this latest soup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/583/3628/1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/583/3628/320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/33088397-115872860781979892?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/115872860781979892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=115872860781979892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/115872860781979892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/115872860781979892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2006/09/latest-menu-on-block_20.html' title='The latest menu on the block'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-115814274009792930</id><published>2006-09-13T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T13:03:56.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pleasant drinking evening that is not so pleasant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was a same "happy hours" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cheers" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_4_13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; routine yesterday evening with the bunch of buddies and there is this girl who came along with one of the guy, a sweet sexy little thing. I joined in much later cos I was tied up with some late discussion in the office. When I arrived she is the first person I notice due to the enchanting look and she smiled before I even introduce myself. The first thing my buddy did was to introduce me to her and we had a soft handshake and suddenly something struck my mind was "She is an insurance agent!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Exec" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_4_7v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; . I was right. What do you call this? Instinct? Hmm.. She hand me her name card with the BIG Insurance Logo on it after her name "Nicole". Well not to mention why but I had this phobia with insurance agent. As usual I grab my first gulp of a cold chilling beer, drain down the long day stress. My buddies were chatting away with some subject that I wasn't focusing so I enjoyed the music away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Daddy-o" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15_1_53.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Nicole was sitting on my right after my buddy and I noticed she was like listening to the crapping away but her eyes was kinda like looking and planning a strategy to bring out the sword on me. Hah! I thought to myself. Here she goes, the typical insurance sales person. Then I kept tracking her move that I challenge myself that I know what she is up to next and bingo! she shifted her seat next to me and asked for my name card. Second step bingo! again. She asked about my job scope and how many people are there in my office. And the bingo! went on and on....and finally she enter her chapter 1 ....."Do you have an insurance policy?" and I said YES, MANY but the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Blah Blah Blah" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_11_16.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; went on. And guess what, my sickening, annoying buddy sitting right in front of me still have the cheek to show me this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Phew" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_19_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and giggled. The conversation went on for a torturing 30 minutes that I wasn't actually listening and I told myself enough! I have to "skid off". I excuse myself to go to the loo and came back pretending to bottoms up with the gang and dive myself into their conversations, trying very hard to pick up what they crap about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After a few peaceful moments I thought the earlier "insurance" topic had ended and return to my seat and guess what, she continues where we stop earlier!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Duh" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_19_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Super isn't it??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bow Down" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_32v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And the guy sat right in front of me did this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Laughing 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; So at that moment of death or live I told myself I have to execute my contigency plan to knife off the whole conversation. Without much tolerence I decided to call it the night early and pretending that I wasn't feeling well. Either she doesn't get my hint, message and signal or these insurance sales agent had been trained to ignore "signals", she asked me if she could see my in my office the next day!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Surrender" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_12_20.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Incredible right? Excellent trained, persistant and professional Sales Insurance Agent!! Since she is my buddy's friend and also already my friend i said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Call Me" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_28_124.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That is why I had phobia with Insurance Sales Agent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33088397-115814274009792930?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/115814274009792930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=115814274009792930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/115814274009792930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33088397/posts/default/115814274009792930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/2006/09/pleasant-drinking-evening-that-is-not.html' title='A pleasant drinking evening that is not so pleasant'/><author><name>wifieroger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04657146271282247123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SfW6nTIcmI/TRgf1VoKlvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PGk70q7kYAI/S220/modi%2Bcopy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33088397.post-115796229562118276</id><published>2006-09-11T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T13:06:20.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues and a short chat over MSN Messenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is Monday and a tru blue "Mern" day..ii mandarin means "boring" day. Was going through all the "left over" paper work from the week before and only to realized that I missed my lunch time!!! 5 hours passed with a blink. Its about 3.30pm and my msn messenger "Buzzed". The buzzing went off the whole morning but I have ignore coz too much to catch up. This time I take a peek to see who was it...Oh its Michelle my good ole friend. Here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle says: fren!!&lt;br /&gt;Michelle says: hows your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: ...still updating la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle says: slow….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: .... no time ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle says: u working now? Or on holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: working la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle says: sure not?&lt;br /&gt;Michelle says: hehe&lt;br /&gt;Michelle says: nothing much here... justto disturb u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: ya ler... why... tok rubbish to me la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle says: need to de-stress a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: ya...come let go ur stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle says: how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: say something that can release ur stress lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Michelle says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*&amp;#%@($"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;*&amp;amp;#%@($&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp;@^!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: like dat ar.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; says: lemme translate it.....&lt;br /&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: mkchtnshkl&lt;br /&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: hmm... whats is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle says: ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: i try to figure out also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Michelle says: hahaha… u oso very stress ah… hehe&lt;br /&gt;Michelle says: siao siao a bit…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; said: i where got stress...i let you release stress ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Michelle says: gosh… gotta pretend to be hardworking for 10 mins… manager around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: very good. keep pretending. tomorrow you will get your pay rise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Michelle says: … dun make me more stress…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: oh i did sorry..punch me back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle says: too far away, cannot punch u…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle says: nah… I'm not so violent…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: then punch softly lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Michelle says: am very kind …at times…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: *ahem*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/583/3628/320/confus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the same time I decide to text Angelin back where she left the message few hours back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DB love says: Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: Hi Ange, sorry to text you back late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DB love says: Oh. You woke up already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: Yeah, just brushed my teeth and poo poo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DB love says: wat tat lou....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: oh yeah... always... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: why u stress also?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DB love says: huh? stress? i am too free.... trying to find some stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: ok. see? life is never the same...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DB love says: huh? wat talking you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: No la.. another friend of mine text me too and she is stressed but you finding some stress...life is never the same lo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DB love says: ask her gimme some la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: Lol.. no need la..I can do the honour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DB love says: anything i can help you to do? i am too free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: Ya got...write my blog.... ha ha ha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;DB love says: ok ok...let me conteng....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WiFi@anywhere says: Ya you wish...go back to work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/583/3628/320/doh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am outta here...i getting too stressed with these......&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/33088397-115796229562118276?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/115796229562118276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33088397&amp;postID=115796229562118276' title='0 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Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feared being alone until I learned to like myself.&lt;br /&gt;I feared failure until I realized that I only fail when I don't try.&lt;br /&gt;I feared success until I realized that I had to try in order to be happy with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I feared people's opinions until I learned that people would have opinions about me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I feared rejection until I learned to have faith in myself.&lt;br /&gt;I feared pain until I learned that it's necessary for growth.&lt;br /&gt;I feared the truth until I saw the ugliness in lies.&lt;br /&gt;I feared life until I experienced its beauty .&lt;br /&gt;I feared death until I realized that it's not an end, but a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;I feared my destiny,until I realized that I had the power to change my life.&lt;br /&gt;I feared hate until I saw that it was nothing more than ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;I feared love until it touched my heart, making the darkness fade into endless sunny days.&lt;br /&gt;I feared ridicule until I learned how to laugh at myself.&lt;br /&gt;I feared growing old until I realized that I gained wisdom every day.&lt;br /&gt;I feared the future until I realized that life just kept gettingBetter.&lt;br /&gt;I feared the past until I realized that it could no longer hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;I feared the dark until I saw the beauty of the starlight.&lt;br /&gt;I feared the light until I learned that the truth would give me strength.&lt;br /&gt;I feared change ,until I saw that even the most beautiful butterfly had to undergo a metamorphosis before it could fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33088397-115745332933832017?l=wifier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wifier.blogspot.com/feeds/115745332933832017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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