<?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-8463910</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:05:42.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:: Kevin's @ MistaBarista's Life ::</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is about me.  Some kinda online diary. Expressing my feelings about my life where i have lots of worries.  Been troubling my mind.  Read if you want and i'm not forcing you.  It's your wish to read it .. Aight .. Life still goes on no matter what happen .. Love your life and do what you supposed to do for your LIFE .. Thank You (",)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-7601421490271279823</id><published>2008-02-10T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:59.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- Senses - :: - current wallpaper..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/R64C8wQlonI/AAAAAAAAADY/4AaglkEC8_E/s1600-h/Senses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/R64C8wQlonI/AAAAAAAAADY/4AaglkEC8_E/s320/Senses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165069065410421362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-7601421490271279823?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/7601421490271279823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=7601421490271279823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/7601421490271279823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/7601421490271279823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2008/02/senses-current-wallpaper.html' title='- Senses - :: - current wallpaper..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/R64C8wQlonI/AAAAAAAAADY/4AaglkEC8_E/s72-c/Senses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-672243982514481717</id><published>2008-02-10T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T03:42:42.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful chinese new year..</title><content type='html'>3:30 am, luggage all packed.. chatting with sheali at the moment.  Time drawing nearer, got an 8 o clock bus to catch.  Had a wonderful Chinese New Year this year.. Doesn't really celebrate it during the past 4 years.  Wonderful times with family, friends.. (didn't get to meet Yuen :[ ).  I'll be back and we'll have dinner together aight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the gathering at your (Tweet) place on 2nd day of Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the dinner just now (3rd day of CNY) @ Portuguese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dad, mom .. thanks for supporting me in everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Gambateh!! &lt;br /&gt;* I can lose to others, but NOT myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off.. to Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Spinelli Coffee .. here i come!&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Barista Championship &amp; World Barista Championship - i'm waiting for my chances..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-672243982514481717?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/672243982514481717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=672243982514481717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/672243982514481717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/672243982514481717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2008/02/wonderful-chinese-new-year.html' title='A wonderful chinese new year..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-8870137419629390388</id><published>2008-01-02T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T03:29:09.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year 2008</title><content type='html'>i supposed to blog yesterday (1st Jan 2008) but unfortunately, my desktop crashed.  Sigh.. sent for repairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've quit from The Friends Cafe, just an announcement to make, will be heading to singapore this time around.. I'm sad as i'm leaving a place called my 2nd home, where i almost do everything there. Thanks to my Boss (WKT) and all the in-out crew that made me what i am today. Special thanks dedication to Dajie, Henry, Grace, Eila, Jayen, Azam - i appreciate and honoured working with u guys since i start work since 1st Jan 2004 :] i'll always remember u guys and i love u all! Thanks for the memories of our up and down. Every single part of the cafe meant a lot to me. Don't get me wrong if i'm quiet and looking around the cafe being emo - i'm just recalling the memories with you guys.  Frankly speaking, i'm happy.. i'm happy working with you guys.. i'm seriously happy T.T - Take care and good luck in your future undertakings. I'm always there to support every single things that u guys do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna wish everyone a Happy New Year 2008 and i'm sorry for those who have hard feelings on me and thanks for those who morally supported me thru'out the years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-8870137419629390388?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/8870137419629390388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=8870137419629390388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/8870137419629390388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/8870137419629390388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-2008.html' title='A New Year 2008'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-6294052317626869193</id><published>2007-01-25T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:06:59.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RbgJOkO5kZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/f82EXJrALpM/s1600-h/LoveMeter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RbgJOkO5kZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/f82EXJrALpM/s200/LoveMeter.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023775530180776338" /&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;95% woo~!&lt;br /&gt;Believe or not? LOL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-6294052317626869193?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/6294052317626869193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=6294052317626869193' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/6294052317626869193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/6294052317626869193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2007/01/love-meter.html' title='Love Meter'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RbgJOkO5kZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/f82EXJrALpM/s72-c/LoveMeter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-8762378065163612213</id><published>2006-12-31T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T21:53:07.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006..</title><content type='html'>Celebrating new year alone .. sigh =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-8762378065163612213?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/8762378065163612213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=8762378065163612213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/8762378065163612213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/8762378065163612213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006.html' title='2006..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-8960087762649344182</id><published>2006-12-26T06:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:07:01.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas Time Again - 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBW0K-MFkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kb5dzlw9W0A/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012601839561741890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBW0K-MFkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kb5dzlw9W0A/s200/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&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;Almost Finish Work - Wrapping Cutleries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBXCq-MFlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qjQtslE4HuE/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012602088669845074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBXCq-MFlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qjQtslE4HuE/s200/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&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;Han Siu bending over.. Hard Gay.. HoOo~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBXRK-MFmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ee7b4kc4xz0/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012602337777948258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBXRK-MFmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ee7b4kc4xz0/s200/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&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;Yay~! Work Finished.. Exchange Gift Time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBXma-MFnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1UC9yHbG8Io/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012602702850168434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBXma-MFnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1UC9yHbG8Io/s200/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" /&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;Woit~! Faster Laa.. I wanna go back sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBXzK-MFoI/AAAAAAAAABE/0ETNPHxnfCo/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012602921893500546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBXzK-MFoI/AAAAAAAAABE/0ETNPHxnfCo/s200/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&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;Yes~! Peace.. exchange gift ad.. PPL~! gather UP~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBYr6-MFpI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZTUVzLN3A3A/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012603896851076754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBYr6-MFpI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZTUVzLN3A3A/s200/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&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;Jeffrey HanSiu YunXin - Lazin' Around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBY-a-MFqI/AAAAAAAAABU/dWQX-ksfPCU/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012604214678656674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBY-a-MFqI/AAAAAAAAABU/dWQX-ksfPCU/s200/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" /&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;Choose your number..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBZR6-MFrI/AAAAAAAAABc/ySmYR3t3PyM/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012604549686105778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBZR6-MFrI/AAAAAAAAABc/ySmYR3t3PyM/s200/DSC00482.JPG" border="0" /&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;Jom~! Berebut rebut.. I want Big Big 1 ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBZkq-MFsI/AAAAAAAAABk/1FR_s0SWqSE/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012604871808652994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBZkq-MFsI/AAAAAAAAABk/1FR_s0SWqSE/s200/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&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;Dirty Lil' Secret.. PssT~! PssT~! Kotex.. HoOoo~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBZya-MFtI/AAAAAAAAABs/qZv8p0v4oRc/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012605108031854290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBZya-MFtI/AAAAAAAAABs/qZv8p0v4oRc/s200/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&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;Together-gether open pressie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBZ_a-MFuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OFt4UYnh9Uo/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012605331370153698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBZ_a-MFuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OFt4UYnh9Uo/s200/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&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;Haha.. HanSiu got mine =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBaea-MFvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JG0sMcq-Sg8/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012605863946098418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBaea-MFvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JG0sMcq-Sg8/s200/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" /&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;Everyone's done with their pressie.. laughters.. tiredness.. let's have supper~! i mean breakfast =D  Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-8960087762649344182?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/8960087762649344182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=8960087762649344182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/8960087762649344182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/8960087762649344182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-christmas-time-again-2006.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas Time Again - 2006'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RZBW0K-MFkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kb5dzlw9W0A/s72-c/DSC00472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-3524060095497489758</id><published>2006-12-25T06:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:07:01.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>60's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RY8G6K-MFjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/7ory872gVYg/s1600-h/Kevin60s.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012232506734024242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RY8G6K-MFjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/7ory872gVYg/s320/Kevin60s.gif" border="0" /&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;Color 60's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-3524060095497489758?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/3524060095497489758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=3524060095497489758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/3524060095497489758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/3524060095497489758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/12/60s.html' title='60&apos;s'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZQXq2QREXM/RY8G6K-MFjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/7ory872gVYg/s72-c/Kevin60s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-5590218848763465750</id><published>2006-12-20T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T08:39:42.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenangan Terindah</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JfyHkB_SnyQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JfyHkB_SnyQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku yang lemah tanpamu&lt;br /&gt;aku yang rentan karena&lt;br /&gt;cinta yang hilang darimu&lt;br /&gt;yang mampu menyanjungku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selama mata terbuka&lt;br /&gt;sampai jantung tak berdetak&lt;br /&gt;selama itu pun aku&lt;br /&gt;mampu tuk mengenangmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darimu….&lt;br /&gt;kutemukan hidupku&lt;br /&gt;bagiku…..&lt;br /&gt;kaulah cinta sejati…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila yang tertulis untukku&lt;br /&gt;adalah yang terbaik untukmu&lt;br /&gt;kan kujadikan kau kenangan&lt;br /&gt;yang terindah dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namun takkan mudah bagiku&lt;br /&gt;meninggalkan jejak hidupku&lt;br /&gt;yang tlah terukir abadi&lt;br /&gt;sebagai kenangan yang terindah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-5590218848763465750?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/5590218848763465750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=5590218848763465750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/5590218848763465750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/5590218848763465750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/12/kenangan-terindah.html' title='Kenangan Terindah'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-116353488282016989</id><published>2006-11-15T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T04:24:31.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practising..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCodBQszNoY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCodBQszNoY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video been a long time.. Just feel like posting it.. haha lousy crap~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-116353488282016989?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/116353488282016989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=116353488282016989' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116353488282016989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116353488282016989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/11/practising.html' title='Practising..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-116328408561560380</id><published>2006-11-12T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T06:28:05.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To All Dota Players ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9xpAiLSLd6c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9xpAiLSLd6c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-116328408561560380?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/116328408561560380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=116328408561560380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116328408561560380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116328408561560380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-all-dota-players.html' title='To All Dota Players ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-116276069222982681</id><published>2006-11-06T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T05:04:52.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你那么爱她</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFUDolSncOc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFUDolSncOc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. i do really love you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-116276069222982681?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/116276069222982681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=116276069222982681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116276069222982681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116276069222982681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='你那么爱她'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-116181625269420338</id><published>2006-10-26T06:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T06:44:12.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Used - All That I've Got</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rlroqo7epuU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rlroqo7epuU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;br /&gt;Off guard, red handed&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;Asleep I still see you lying next to me&lt;br /&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something else&lt;br /&gt;Would someone please just give me&lt;br /&gt;Hit me, knock me out&lt;br /&gt;And let me go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I can laugh&lt;br /&gt;All I want inside I still am empty&lt;br /&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I remember every glance you shot me&lt;br /&gt;Un-harmed, I'm losing weight and some body heat&lt;br /&gt;I squoze so hard&lt;br /&gt;I stopped your heart from beating&lt;br /&gt;So deep that I didn't even scream fuck me, I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;It's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;It's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;It's all that I've got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me&lt;br /&gt;So deep that I didn't even scream fuck me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from lonely&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's all that I've got&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-116181625269420338?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/116181625269420338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=116181625269420338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116181625269420338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116181625269420338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/10/used-all-that-ive-got.html' title='The Used - All That I&apos;ve Got'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-116156249185534692</id><published>2006-10-23T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:14:51.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chemical Romance - WTTBP</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYpBXdZzT5s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYpBXdZzT5s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a young boy my father &lt;br /&gt;took me into the city&lt;br /&gt;to see a marching band&lt;br /&gt;He said 'Son when you grow up,&lt;br /&gt; would you be, the saviour of the broken, &lt;br /&gt;the beaten and the damned?'&lt;br /&gt;He said 'Will you, defeat them, &lt;br /&gt;your demons, and all the non-believers,&lt;br /&gt; the plans that they have made?&lt;br /&gt;Because one day I'll leave you &lt;br /&gt;a phantom to lead you in the summer &lt;br /&gt;to join the Black Parade.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I WAS A YOUNG BOY, &lt;br /&gt;MY FATHER TOOK ME INTO THE CITY&lt;br /&gt;TO SEE A MARCHING BAND!&lt;br /&gt;HE SAID 'SON WHEN YOU GROW UP,&lt;br /&gt; WOULD YOU BE, THE SAVIOUR OF THE BROKEN, &lt;br /&gt;THE BEATEN AND THE DAMNED?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get the feeling&lt;br /&gt;She's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;And other times I feel like I should go&lt;br /&gt;And through it all; the rise and fall,&lt;br /&gt; the bodies in the streets&lt;br /&gt;And when you come we watch you want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;and though you're singing, god believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;You'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And in my heart I can't contain it&lt;br /&gt;The end of world is waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your romances you reel in from decimated dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your misery and hate will kill us all!&lt;br /&gt;So paint it black and take it back&lt;br /&gt;And let's shout aloud at prayer!&lt;br /&gt;Defy unto the end we hear the call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;and though your singing, god believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;And carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt;Your weary widow marches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on we carry through the fears&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed faces of your peers&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I could not care at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because I won't&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't explain&lt;br /&gt;Or say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show my scar&lt;br /&gt;Give the chair&lt;br /&gt;Now while I'm broken&lt;br /&gt;Listen here!&lt;br /&gt;And listen to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt;Just a boy&lt;br /&gt;Now let him sing this song&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a man&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a hero&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;We'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're singing, god believe me&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will carry on&lt;br /&gt;You'll carry on&lt;br /&gt;And though you're broken and defeated&lt;br /&gt;Your weary widow marches on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because I won't&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or die&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me&lt;br /&gt;Because I won't&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take my heart&lt;br /&gt;And though they try&lt;br /&gt;They'll never break me&lt;br /&gt;They want it all&lt;br /&gt;They wanna break this heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-116156249185534692?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/116156249185534692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=116156249185534692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116156249185534692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116156249185534692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-chemical-romance-wttbp.html' title='My Chemical Romance - WTTBP'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-116130062297330305</id><published>2006-10-20T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:30:23.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently..</title><content type='html'>I don't really appreciate chinese songs but this feels me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LJEfXUIOWQ4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LJEfXUIOWQ4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近&lt;br /&gt;李圣杰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你最近不说话&lt;br /&gt;怎麽了为什麽&lt;br /&gt;是不是有什麽事让你不快乐&lt;br /&gt;听说你最近很孤单&lt;br /&gt;有点乱有点慌&lt;br /&gt;可是我却不能够在你的身旁&lt;br /&gt;你想要的&lt;br /&gt;我却不能够给你我全部&lt;br /&gt;我能给的&lt;br /&gt;却又不是你想要拥有的&lt;br /&gt;我们不适合也不想认输&lt;br /&gt;好几次我们抱着彼此都是想要哭&lt;br /&gt;你常解释这样的一切都只是开始&lt;br /&gt;我觉得是所有的一切早就已结束&lt;br /&gt;不想再约束&lt;br /&gt;不要再痛苦&lt;br /&gt;下一次会有更好的情路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱我却不能给你我全部&lt;br /&gt;我能给的&lt;br /&gt;却又不是你想要拥有的&lt;br /&gt;我们不适合也不想认输&lt;br /&gt;好几次我们抱着彼此都是想要哭&lt;br /&gt;你常解释这样的一切都只是开始&lt;br /&gt;我觉得是所有的一切早就已结束&lt;br /&gt;不想再约束&lt;br /&gt;不要再痛苦&lt;br /&gt;下一次会有更好的情路&lt;br /&gt;这一次我们都能很幸福&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-116130062297330305?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/116130062297330305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=116130062297330305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116130062297330305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/116130062297330305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/10/recently.html' title='Recently..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-116039443942120110</id><published>2006-10-09T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:47:10.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fray - Over My Head (Cable Car)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CN162wtU910"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CN162wtU910" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that everything was falling through&lt;br /&gt;That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue&lt;br /&gt;To turn and run when all I needed was the truth&lt;br /&gt;But that's how it's got to be&lt;br /&gt;It's coming down to nothing more than apathy&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather run the other way than stay and see&lt;br /&gt;The smoke and who's still standing when it clears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in &lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's rearrange&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were a stranger I could disengage&lt;br /&gt;Say that we agree and then never change&lt;br /&gt;Soften a bit until we all just get along&lt;br /&gt;But that's disregard&lt;br /&gt;Find another friend and you discard&lt;br /&gt;As you lose the argument in a cable car&lt;br /&gt;Hanging above as the canyon comes between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in &lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in &lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I become a part of your past&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming the part that don't last&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you and its effortless&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound we lose sight of the ground &lt;br /&gt;In the throw around&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that you wanted to bring it down&lt;br /&gt;I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in &lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in &lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-115559226300607182</id><published>2006-08-15T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T05:51:03.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Down - Adobe illustrator Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/MBFPwave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/MBFPwave.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-115559226300607182?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/115559226300607182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=115559226300607182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/115559226300607182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/115559226300607182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/08/maple-down-adobe-illustrator-up.html' title='Maple Down - Adobe illustrator Up'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-115558726351532164</id><published>2006-08-15T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T04:31:03.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple's Mega - Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/MapleMega.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/MapleMega.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;Thank you Lyn for yr Mega =p&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate cause it's my 1st Mega&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To Me =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-115558726351532164?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/115558726351532164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=115558726351532164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/115558726351532164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/115558726351532164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/08/maples-mega-birthday.html' title='Maple&apos;s Mega - Birthday'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-115523093181545372</id><published>2006-08-11T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:56:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work at Friends, Friends at Work</title><content type='html'>A few snapsnot i took for the past few weeks and i've decided to post it here without their notice =p haha i'm kinda bored while waiting for my maple character to regen health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/DSC00247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/200/DSC00247.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eila, she's trying to cover her face with mag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/DSC00244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/200/DSC00244.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace, Manager on Duty and she mops the floor =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/DSC00251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/200/DSC00251.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Kiat a.k.a Vege cause he's Vegetarian. Didn't know a vegetarian can consume alcohol drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/DSC00246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/200/DSC00246.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry fixing up the projector for the World Cup Germany 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/DSC00253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/200/DSC00253.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're closed and Toyota Daniel still burning the midnight oil.  Goh should see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/DSC00205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/200/DSC00205.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC Finger Lickin' Good.  Happy Birthday to Henry and Boss. (From Left to Right - Chua, Eila, Henry, Alex, WeiKiat &amp; Grace)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-115523093181545372?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/115523093181545372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=115523093181545372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/115523093181545372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/115523093181545372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/08/work-at-friends-friends-at-work.html' title='Work at Friends, Friends at Work'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-115074191547396938</id><published>2006-06-20T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T03:04:21.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MapleStory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/MapleStory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/MapleStory.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;A game we played &lt;br /&gt;Love you BeeBee Muacks~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-115074191547396938?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/115074191547396938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=115074191547396938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/115074191547396938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/115074191547396938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/06/maplestory.html' title='MapleStory'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-114910760457403550</id><published>2006-06-01T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T04:36:20.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way You Eat</title><content type='html'>We had dinner at mcD and headed for X-Men 3 - The last stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/TheWayYouEat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/TheWayYouEat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love You Beebee Muacks~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-114910760457403550?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/114910760457403550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=114910760457403550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/114910760457403550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/114910760457403550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/06/way-you-eat.html' title='The Way You Eat'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-114832254739206525</id><published>2006-05-23T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:21:25.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ungu - Demi Waktu</title><content type='html'>Was on the way to badminton with HanSiu.  Heard this song on the radio.  Damn good weh.. Indo Band.. you guys need to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dfirYxQApDQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dfirYxQApDQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku yang tak pernah bisa lupakan dirinya&lt;br /&gt;yang kini hadir diantara kita&lt;br /&gt;namun ku juga takkan bisa menepis bayangmu&lt;br /&gt;yang slama ini temani hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maafkan aku menduakan cintamu&lt;br /&gt;berat rasa hatiku tinggalkan dirinya&lt;br /&gt;dan demi waktu yang bergulir di sampingmu&lt;br /&gt;maafkanlah diriku sepenuh hatimu&lt;br /&gt;seandainya bila ku bisa memilih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau saja waktu itu ku tak jumpa dirinya&lt;br /&gt;mungkin semua tak kan seperti ini&lt;br /&gt;dirimu dan dirinya kini ada di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;membawa aku dalam kehancuran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-114832254739206525?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/114832254739206525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=114832254739206525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/114832254739206525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/114832254739206525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/05/ungu-demi-waktu.html' title='Ungu - Demi Waktu'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-114232820284278944</id><published>2006-03-14T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T05:39:43.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A month after valentines</title><content type='html'>I'll keep you guys inform later .. shHh!&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. maybe NOT.. =D *winked*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/Tues14032006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/Tues14032006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-114232820284278944?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/114232820284278944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=114232820284278944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/114232820284278944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/114232820284278944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/03/month-after-valentines.html' title='A month after valentines'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-113987059685974679</id><published>2006-02-14T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T06:51:37.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>My red heart is blue,&lt;br /&gt;because I'm missing you.&lt;br /&gt;Every day, I think about you,&lt;br /&gt;and I imagine how great&lt;br /&gt;every hour,&lt;br /&gt;every minute,&lt;br /&gt;and every second would be&lt;br /&gt;if you were here with me.&lt;br /&gt;Every night, when I lie in bed,&lt;br /&gt;I dream that you're beside me,&lt;br /&gt;holding me close to you.&lt;br /&gt;If you were, I'd whisper in your ear,&lt;br /&gt;how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Since you came into my life&lt;br /&gt;nothing has been the same.&lt;br /&gt;I've experienced love to its fullest,&lt;br /&gt;and I've tasted a beauty that never ends,&lt;br /&gt;because you're where my happiness begins.&lt;br /&gt;I'm incomplete without you, and&lt;br /&gt;I'll never stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;You're the world to me,&lt;br /&gt;in brilliant colors.&lt;br /&gt;You're my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;a favorite song that will never end.&lt;br /&gt;And together is where we should be.&lt;br /&gt;Someday soon, I pray,&lt;br /&gt;that you'll walk through the door&lt;br /&gt;and together we sail away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/Valentine2006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/Valentine2006.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;Happy Valentines Day Babey..&lt;br /&gt;Muacks ~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-113987059685974679?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/113987059685974679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=113987059685974679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113987059685974679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113987059685974679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-113745065109881046</id><published>2006-01-17T06:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T06:38:58.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Stupid =(</title><content type='html'>=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/I"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/I%27m-Sorry.jpg" border="0" /&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;I love you and i'm sorry ..&lt;br /&gt;For what i've done ..&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean it ..&lt;br /&gt;Do we? i wish ..&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MBFP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-113745065109881046?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/113745065109881046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=113745065109881046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113745065109881046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113745065109881046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/01/me-stupid.html' title='Me Stupid =('/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-113718706311179496</id><published>2006-01-14T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T05:17:43.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th?</title><content type='html'>If nothing had happen..&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 5th..&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;Decision was made..&lt;br /&gt;Words had been said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-113718706311179496?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/113718706311179496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=113718706311179496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113718706311179496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113718706311179496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/01/5th.html' title='5th?'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-113709822190170091</id><published>2006-01-13T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T04:37:01.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think it's best for you and me</title><content type='html'>Dear Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for the break up as i think it's best for me and you.  Actually i cannot accept the fact that you're not 100% into the relationship as you've warned me 5 months back and .. the changes in you .. i tried to be patient of all times and all your complainings.. i didn't blame you for that which also not the reason for the break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unfair for u as in i couldn't spend time with you as my working hours is fully loaded and i got not enough sleep as i turns moody when u try to wake me up.  (I appreciate and i'm sorry as i scold u).  I know it makes you suffer and me too cause i feel guilty after scolding you.. Couldn't spend time with you is another major problem.  Sorry bout that as my carrier comes first .. Other working places? Neah .. i'll still stick to The Friends Cafe.  Not talking bout the income .. not talking bout the enviroment .. but the people around me .. and most important of all .. i'm happy.  It pressures me when u bring up the topic asking me to change job for a better future .. i know it's for my own good but somehow .. i think The Friends cafe is my future.  Other places is just a stealing experience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer meeting up than talking on the phone.  1st .. you don't pay for the bill .. u won't know the damage.  Althought i didn't pay for it but i somehow feel the damage when i got scolded.  I never blame you for that.  2nd .. you wanna talk on the phone when i'm busy and u got frustrated and hang up on me which i don't really like it .. 3rd .. We quarrel on the phone which makes me don't feel like calling you .. work = +pressure and calling you +++pressure .. sorry i know it will hurt yr feelings .. I think in relationship .. both party needs to give and take ... and i can see that i give all the time .. this is what i feel ok?  don't say that i accused you or anything as i didn't blame u .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i hurt your feelings a lot where u don't wanna have a friendship with me after the break up.  I understand that .. but no matter what happens .. be strong .. and i'm always by your side even though u don't want me too .. Take care .. and .. I'm sorry for the rest of my life ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love..&lt;br /&gt;MistaBarista&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-113709822190170091?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/113709822190170091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=113709822190170091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113709822190170091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113709822190170091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-think-its-best-for-you-and-me.html' title='I think it&apos;s best for you and me'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-113459391555654857</id><published>2005-12-15T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T04:58:35.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried ..</title><content type='html'>I tried to talk ..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to give in ..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to compromise ..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to control my temper ..&lt;br /&gt;I tried ..&lt;br /&gt;I tried ..&lt;br /&gt;But ..&lt;br /&gt;I feel hurt and sad .. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-113459391555654857?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/113459391555654857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=113459391555654857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113459391555654857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113459391555654857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-tried.html' title='I tried ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-113450889870928869</id><published>2005-12-14T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T05:21:38.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing ..</title><content type='html'>Wishing i have someone i can talk to..&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to do ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Anyway, Happy 4th Month Anniversary.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you always..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-113450889870928869?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/113450889870928869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=113450889870928869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113450889870928869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113450889870928869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/12/wishing.html' title='Wishing ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-113326952008928921</id><published>2005-11-29T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:05:20.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Made My Day ..</title><content type='html'>The title speaks it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/YouMadeMyDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/YouMadeMyDay.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you muacks muacks &lt;br /&gt;:: 537450701314::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-113326952008928921?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/113326952008928921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=113326952008928921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113326952008928921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113326952008928921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-made-my-day.html' title='You Made My Day ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-113223752508909014</id><published>2005-11-17T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T22:25:25.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When shit hits the fan</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with today?  I just can't understand why she is being so sarcastic towards me.  Was helping out in the new cafe and .. she had a lunch break and called me.  I talk to her while i'm working and .. it's hard for me to see my colleague working and i am talking on the phone.  Talking for almost 7 minutes ++ is more than a long time so i called it off and .. she's angry.  Already explained to her yesterday but she don't seems to understand.  Not just today, about previous times when i am really working.  F&amp;B line.. try to understand.  Not allowed to answer calls right?  Why she wanna get mad at me where she herself is studying Hotel Management course?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back home after work .. not even a call or sms from her.  I called her and check her out and her reply was - don't feel like sms me and i am busy working so she doesn't need to call.  What she knows bout me that happen to me today?  Did i get wet under the rain?  What i eat for dinner?  Where's her care?  She didn't even call me when she goes to sleep.  I even call her but she didn't answer the phone.  Guess she's sleeping.  Did i blame her?  I didn't blame her for anything.. I'm just pissed off.  I've done and give so much things but what do i get back?  She can even ask me what did i give her?  I am not talking bout money or anything.  Things that cannot be seen that's been done from me .. Giving in .. that's what i'm talking bout. Don't feel like typing anymore.  Feel so tense.. ~&gt;&lt;~ *sob* .. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you babey .. muacks..&lt;br /&gt;5327450701314&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-113223752508909014?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/113223752508909014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=113223752508909014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113223752508909014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/113223752508909014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/11/when-shit-hits-fan.html' title='When shit hits the fan'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112979569053922479</id><published>2005-10-20T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:08:10.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote oF The Day..</title><content type='html'>Avoiding a problem is definitely a solution&lt;br /&gt;As solving a problem together comes to an arguement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MistaBarista-20102005-1608hours-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112979569053922479?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112979569053922479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112979569053922479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112979569053922479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112979569053922479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/10/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote oF The Day..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112965011137375661</id><published>2005-10-18T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T16:04:19.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't need to wonder .. just another wallpaper =)</title><content type='html'>Don't need to wonder .. just another wallpaper =)&lt;br /&gt;Completed this after a quarrel with my babey..&lt;br /&gt;So sorry .. Muacks&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow still got the mood to do .. you know .. the l.o.ve mood =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/20051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112965011137375661?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112965011137375661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112965011137375661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112965011137375661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112965011137375661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/10/dont-need-to-wonder-just-another.html' title='Don&apos;t need to wonder .. just another wallpaper =)'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112930599749551095</id><published>2005-10-14T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T00:06:37.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th October 2005</title><content type='html'>Happy 2nd Month Anniversary Babey~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a bookmark for her .. =) designed myself and thanks to Microsoft for their cliparts .. sweet when u edit with Adobe Illus. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/Bookmark1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/400/Bookmark.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112930599749551095?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112930599749551095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112930599749551095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112930599749551095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112930599749551095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/10/14th-october-2005.html' title='14th October 2005'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112815850890295216</id><published>2005-10-01T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T17:21:48.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've fallen to deep into the love valley</title><content type='html'>I supposed to sleep and so tired .. &lt;br /&gt;But in the mood to do another wallpaper ..&lt;br /&gt;Got this photos today and .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/MistaBaristaFifiPhoenix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/MistaBaristaFifiPhoenix.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112815850890295216?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112815850890295216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112815850890295216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112815850890295216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112815850890295216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/10/ive-fallen-to-deep-into-love-valley.html' title='I&apos;ve fallen to deep into the love valley'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112662726834492893</id><published>2005-09-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T00:01:08.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem in the card ..</title><content type='html'>Walking with you hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the sun on my face&lt;br /&gt;My mind starts to wonder&lt;br /&gt;How did I get to this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you I am always content&lt;br /&gt;A feeling that is so new&lt;br /&gt;How were you able to do it&lt;br /&gt;How did I fall in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so safe in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped around me tight&lt;br /&gt;I only wish I could feel them&lt;br /&gt;Each and every day and night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will never forget&lt;br /&gt;How you have made me feel&lt;br /&gt;This love I have inside me&lt;br /&gt;Has never felt so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You now have all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;It all belongs to you&lt;br /&gt;All I ask is don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Just love me like I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Babey.. Muacks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112662726834492893?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112662726834492893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112662726834492893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112662726834492893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112662726834492893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/09/poem-in-card.html' title='Poem in the card ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112662556854831318</id><published>2005-09-13T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T23:58:28.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Month Anniversary</title><content type='html'>It's all started since 14th August 2005.  We've decided that we start all over again the relationship and forget bout the past.  So we start a new life, a brand new me and her.  Wishing we will last forever.  Love you babey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've designed a card - 1st Month Anniversary card for her .. &lt;br /&gt;You guys can have a look =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/1stMonthAnniFold1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/1stMonthAnniFold1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when you take the card out from the envolope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/1stMonthAnniOpen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/1stMonthAnniOpen1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when you open it.. =) A poem ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/1stMonthAnniOpenBack2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/400/1stMonthAnniOpenBack.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly at the back of the card =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Ps.&lt;br /&gt;Babey, I'm really into this relationship this time with all my heart and soul.  Seriously committed myself and settle down.  Hoping one day you'll see the security and sincerity in me.  I hate the past too and hate myself.  Often ask myself 'why' and blame myself. =( Although this 1st month doesn't meant to you anything, it meant a lot to me.  It hurts me when you told me that it's nothing special.  I understand.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st Month Anniversary ..&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much babey .. Muacks muacks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: KLF :: 5327450701314 :: KLF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112662556854831318?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112662556854831318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112662556854831318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112662556854831318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112662556854831318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-1st-month-anniversary.html' title='Happy 1st Month Anniversary'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112619796226242085</id><published>2005-09-09T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:46:02.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's my fault this time?</title><content type='html'>What did i do that made u pissed off?&lt;br /&gt;What did i do that made u angry?&lt;br /&gt;What did i do that made u sad?&lt;br /&gt;What did i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a question .. an answer would solve it all ..&lt;br /&gt;Just an imitation .. to test someone's patience ..&lt;br /&gt;Just some giggle .. to know someone's happy ..&lt;br /&gt;Just some anger tone .. to know someone's moody ..&lt;br /&gt;But what did i do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry with ya ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blaming ya ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sad ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moody ..&lt;br /&gt;I felt pressed ..&lt;br /&gt;I felt tensed ..&lt;br /&gt;I felt being blamed ..&lt;br /&gt;But i control myself and my temper ..&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame you for not calling back ..&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame you for not saying sorry .. &lt;br /&gt;But what did i do wrong now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry darling .. &lt;br /&gt;Love you .. muacks ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: KLF :: 5327450701314 :: KLF ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112619796226242085?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112619796226242085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112619796226242085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112619796226242085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112619796226242085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-my-fault-this-time.html' title='What&apos;s my fault this time?'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112608343511259807</id><published>2005-09-07T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T16:57:15.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too free .. another wallpaper</title><content type='html'>So in the mood to do wallpaper instead of mapling ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in Love ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/kevinlovefiona1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/kevinlovefiona1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112608343511259807?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112608343511259807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112608343511259807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112608343511259807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112608343511259807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-free-another-wallpaper.html' title='Too free .. another wallpaper'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112598740754343163</id><published>2005-09-06T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:22:14.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another wallpaper of mine ..</title><content type='html'>Woke up too early .. got nothing to do .. =) &lt;br /&gt;I'll only design anything if the mood comes althought i'm so damn sleepy =p zZzZZz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/Kevin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/Kevin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112598740754343163?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112598740754343163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112598740754343163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112598740754343163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112598740754343163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-wallpaper-of-mine.html' title='Another wallpaper of mine ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112595788236036341</id><published>2005-09-06T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T06:04:42.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy test ?</title><content type='html'>You are 44.44% jealous!&lt;br /&gt;For this test, the average jealousy percentage is 35.54%.&lt;br /&gt;227785 people have taken this test to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This percentage means that : &lt;br /&gt;•You are not a jealous person, but sometimes can be.&lt;br /&gt;•Occasionally, you over-react to situations.&lt;br /&gt;•Most of the time, you trust the people around.&lt;br /&gt;•Jealously will not be a major issue in relationships, but you might want to improve your self-esteem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tests.studentcenter.org/jealousytest.php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112595788236036341?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112595788236036341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112595788236036341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112595788236036341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112595788236036341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/09/jealousy-test.html' title='Jealousy test ?'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112590570812470307</id><published>2005-09-05T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:35:08.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be with ya ..</title><content type='html'>I wanna be with ya..&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happen..&lt;br /&gt;Where happiness and sadness we share..&lt;br /&gt;And we're strong towards each other..&lt;br /&gt;Where no one can separate us apart..&lt;br /&gt;I .. can't lose you ..&lt;br /&gt;As my life .. is you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you babey .. Muacks ~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112590570812470307?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112590570812470307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112590570812470307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112590570812470307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112590570812470307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-wanna-be-with-ya.html' title='I wanna be with ya ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112561243816521211</id><published>2005-09-02T05:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T06:07:18.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babey babey ~!</title><content type='html'>My lil' Babey Fiona =)&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/BabeyFiona1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/BabeyFiona1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112561243816521211?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112561243816521211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112561243816521211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112561243816521211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112561243816521211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/09/babey-babey.html' title='Babey babey ~!'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112470613855261202</id><published>2005-08-22T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T18:22:18.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick .. =(</title><content type='html'>It's been almost a week i didn't blog.  Just letting you guys know that me and her is back together =).  Damn happy with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today.. i'm sick .. GrrRr.. can't go to work .. sigh ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she called to check on me but i didn't answer her properly cause i'm sick .. she got moody and frustrated while talking to me.. i was wondering .. is it all this while i'm been making her moody .. angry .. dissapoint her ? It seems like everything i do it's wrong.  I don't mind giving in and says sorry to her cause i love her so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry ok if i really hurt yr feelings .. &lt;br /&gt;Love you babey !~ Muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: KLF :: 5327450701314 :: KLF ::&lt;br /&gt;* Hope you'll come over my place and check me out *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112470613855261202?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112470613855261202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112470613855261202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112470613855261202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112470613855261202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick .. =('/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112400513115268777</id><published>2005-08-14T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T15:38:51.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th August 2005</title><content type='html'>Will my wish come true? &lt;br /&gt;Blessing from GOD..&lt;br /&gt;As i made my prayers every night..&lt;br /&gt;Before i goes to bed..&lt;br /&gt;GOD.. answer my prayers..&lt;br /&gt;-Amen-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: KLF :: 5327450701314 :: KLF ::&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling, Muacks ~!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a wonderful day with you today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112400513115268777?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112400513115268777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112400513115268777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112400513115268777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112400513115268777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/08/14th-august-2005.html' title='14th August 2005'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112388232738624363</id><published>2005-08-13T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T05:32:07.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th August 2005</title><content type='html'>2 more days to go .. &lt;br /&gt;should i be sad or be happy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: KLF :: 5327450701314 :: KLF ::&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling, Muacks ~!&lt;br /&gt;Lots of hugz and kisses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112388232738624363?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112382847021680744</id><published>2005-08-12T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T14:34:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will my wish comes true ?</title><content type='html'>Birthday .. sigh .. haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: KLF :: 5327450701314 :: KLF ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112382847021680744?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112382847021680744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112382847021680744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112382847021680744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112382847021680744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/08/will-my-wish-comes-true.html' title='Will my wish comes true ?'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112308138486351019</id><published>2005-08-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T23:03:04.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stringless Puppet</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i feel that i'm like a puppet without strings..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel loved the way you gave it to me..&lt;br /&gt;What's with all those hugs and kisses?&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to make me happy just because i want it?&lt;br /&gt;What's with all those love you and miss you?&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to satisfy me because i won't hang up if u don't say?&lt;br /&gt;So many things been wondering in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Which makes my tears roll down my cheeks..&lt;br /&gt;When i think about all those..&lt;br /&gt;When i think about us..&lt;br /&gt;When you're mad at me..&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me can't stop thinking about you..&lt;br /&gt;All the time..&lt;br /&gt;Telling me 'one day'..&lt;br /&gt;When would be the day?&lt;br /&gt;Today is 3rd of August 2005..&lt;br /&gt;I'm 23 now..&lt;br /&gt;Another 17 years..&lt;br /&gt;It would be 3rd of August 2022..&lt;br /&gt;6205 days to go..&lt;br /&gt;Which day will it be?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::5327450701314::&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling .. muacks ~!&lt;br /&gt;* My tears is worth for you *&lt;br /&gt;Good night .. sweet dreams ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112308138486351019?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112308138486351019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112308138486351019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112308138486351019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112308138486351019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/08/stringless-puppet.html' title='Stringless Puppet'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112307717000302356</id><published>2005-08-03T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T22:34:56.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day..</title><content type='html'>One day.. when will it be? Sigh =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling, muacks&lt;br /&gt;:: 5327450701314 :: KLF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112307717000302356?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112307717000302356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112307717000302356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112307717000302356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112307717000302356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-day.html' title='One day..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112306924080412710</id><published>2005-08-03T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:46:41.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bread Story ..</title><content type='html'>Aku tak mengerti, apa yang kurasa (I don't understand how i feel)&lt;br /&gt;Rindu yang tak pernah begitu hebatnya (A missing feeling that never been so strong)&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencintaimu lebih dari yang kau tau (I love you more than you know)&lt;br /&gt;Meski kau takkan pernah tau (Althought you don't even know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku persembahkan hidupku untukmu (I give you my life to you)&lt;br /&gt;Telah ku relakan, hatiku padamu (Willing to give my heart to you)&lt;br /&gt;Namun kau masih bisu, diam seribu bahasa (But you turn a deaf ear)&lt;br /&gt;Dan hati kecilku bicara (And my lil heart started to question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru kusadari cintaku bertepuk sebelah tangan (Only i knew that my love is just clapping with 1 hand)&lt;br /&gt;Kau buat remuk sluruh hatiku (You made my heart uneasy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga aku akan memahami sisi hatimu yang beku (Hope i can understand your heart)&lt;br /&gt;Semoga akan datang keajaiban hingga akhir kaupun mau (Hoping there's miracle happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencintaimu lebih dari yang kau tau (I love you more than you know)&lt;br /&gt;Meski kau takkan pernah tau (Althought you don't even know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru kusadari cintaku bertepuk sebelah tangan&lt;br /&gt;Kau buat remuk sluruh hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Not a 100% translation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling, muacks ~!&lt;br /&gt;:: 5327450701314 :: KLF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the McD, Bread story .. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112306924080412710?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112306924080412710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112306924080412710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112306924080412710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112306924080412710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/08/bread-story.html' title='A Bread Story ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112275650857513758</id><published>2005-07-31T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T05:03:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing bout myself..</title><content type='html'>I care about you more than i care bout myself..&lt;br /&gt;I worried about you more than i worried bout myself..&lt;br /&gt;I think about you more than i think bout myself..&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be happy more than i want myself to be happy..&lt;br /&gt;I see something in you but i saw nothing in me without you..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be sad as i can be sad all the time..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be hurt as i can be hurt all the time..&lt;br /&gt;I laugh with you but i will be crying alone..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you more than being alone..&lt;br /&gt;I miss you more than i miss myself..&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than i love myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you always darling .. right here waiting for you ..&lt;br /&gt;:: 537450701314 :: Muacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Bet you didn't keep the receipt as there printed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qty----------Item-----------------------Price&lt;br /&gt; 1-------5327450701314----------------$0.00&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112275650857513758?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112275650857513758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112275650857513758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112275650857513758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112275650857513758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/07/nothing-bout-myself.html' title='Nothing bout myself..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112262649635285883</id><published>2005-07-29T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T16:41:36.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you Badly ..</title><content type='html'>While I'm sleeping tonight..&lt;br /&gt;You can bet that I'll be&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you badly!&lt;br /&gt;I spend my days..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about you..&lt;br /&gt;I spend my nights..&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you were here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until&lt;br /&gt;You return to wipe away&lt;br /&gt;these blue tears..&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm always&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll keep dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Until the day that you&lt;br /&gt;Come home to me..&lt;br /&gt;Then everything will be golden&lt;br /&gt;Just like it used to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 5327450701314 :: KLF ::&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling .. muacks ~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112262649635285883?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112258324222929284</id><published>2005-07-29T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T04:40:42.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dewa - Pupus ..</title><content type='html'>Aku tak mengerti, apa yang kurasa&lt;br /&gt;Rindu yang tak pernah begitu hebatnya&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencintaimu lebih dari yang kau tau&lt;br /&gt;Meski kau takkan pernah tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku persembahkan hidupku untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Telah ku relakan, hatiku padamu&lt;br /&gt;Namun kau masih bisu, diam seribu bahasa&lt;br /&gt;Dan hati kecilku bicara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru kusadari cintaku bertepuk sebelah tangan&lt;br /&gt;Kau buat remuk sluruh hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga aku akan memahami sisi hatimu yang beku&lt;br /&gt;Semoga akan datang keajaiban hingga akhir kaupun mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mencintaimu lebih dari yang kau tau&lt;br /&gt;Meski kau takkan pernah tau &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru kusadari cintaku bertepuk sebelah tangan&lt;br /&gt;Kau buat remuk sluruh hatiku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112258324222929284?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112258324222929284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112258324222929284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112258324222929284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112258324222929284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/07/dewa-pupus.html' title='Dewa - Pupus ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112238251911862607</id><published>2005-07-26T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T20:55:19.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck on you ..</title><content type='html'>Still I'm sure we'll love again &lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of time &lt;br /&gt;I will belong to you, You belong to me &lt;br /&gt;How can I convince you girl &lt;br /&gt;That I'm stuck on you Can't find another heart &lt;br /&gt;I love you more each day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 5327450701314 :: Muacks ::&lt;br /&gt;-KLF-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112238251911862607?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112238251911862607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112238251911862607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112238251911862607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112238251911862607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/07/stuck-on-you.html' title='Stuck on you ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112220567317878778</id><published>2005-07-24T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T19:47:55.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not totally happy but not sad ..</title><content type='html'>Sleepless night as my boss involved in an accident.  =( Slept for couple of hours and managed to reach her place at 12 (it's a deal - not early and not a single minute late) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went JJ for shopping.  Had Kuih Bahulu .. hehe .. Drive down all the way to Jonker .. wanted to had Laksa but Item86.  Had something else and cendol .. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Mp for movie. Fantastic 4 .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks for a drink .. head back home ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still friends .. but .. we hold hands .. we kissed .. we hugz .. i love you .. i miss you .. blah blah .. What is all this means?  Because i want it?  There's no meaning at all .. having all this, i'm happy but .. there's no relationship at all between us.  I know i've asked too much and i got rejected again .. Sorry to hurt you by my expression .. I'm not forcing you .. and don't think that i'm sad .. i'm not sad .. just .. i want you !! I want u to give me or say to me with your heart and mean it on a relationship .. not just as a friend .. What am i typing? Readers, you can stop reading after "Starbucks for a drink .. head back home .." =( I think the rest is just nonsense .. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling, forever and ever .. &lt;br /&gt;:: 5327450701314 :: Muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-KLF-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112220567317878778?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112220567317878778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112220567317878778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112220567317878778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112220567317878778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/07/not-totally-happy-but-not-sad.html' title='Not totally happy but not sad ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112197526489016587</id><published>2005-07-22T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T03:47:44.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wHy ?!??!~</title><content type='html'>Woke up early today just to go over to cafe to do some costing.  Damn sleepy .. wanna sleep moreeee !!! .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, started work.  In the kitchen most of the time smsing her when i wasn't busy cooking.  But somehow before she went to sleep, i called her and she was brushing her teeth.  I wasn't busy at that time.  Later when she miss called, i called her back, there's an order comes in.  A Main Course.  Definitely i need to hang up and do my job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why must you be angry with me?  I'm working.  I called you when i have the time but somehow if there's an order, i need to do my work.  It's my responsibility.  The boss is around.  How can i pass my work to another person?  Sorry that i need to hang up.  It's not that you're not important but .. I don't understand .. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me that you don't know that i'm busy or not.  But i am not busy actually.  I can't cook with 1 hand.  The concetration is there..  I wanna talk to you as i misses you badly.  Just hoping you would understand my situation.  I'm not mad but sad .. sad i'm stucked in the middle .. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i won't be giving up so easily as i know that gaining you back it's not easy.  You know i'll be waiting for you.  You know i'm waiting for this Sunday.  You know that i missed you all the time.  You know that i think bout you every second the clock ticking.  You know that i love you for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, sweet dreams, sleep tight my darling .. &lt;br /&gt;Love you always .. Muacks ~! =*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::5327450701314:: KLF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112197526489016587?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112197526489016587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112197526489016587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112197526489016587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112197526489016587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/07/why.html' title='wHy ?!??!~'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112029382169261408</id><published>2005-07-02T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:43:42.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona..</title><content type='html'>..:: Fiona ::..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey of my life begins..&lt;br /&gt;When I saw you for the first time..&lt;br /&gt;The moment you gazed at me..&lt;br /&gt;I blushed, completely blown away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we end this way Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;Just please don't go away..&lt;br /&gt;Would you just stay with me Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;You've stolen my heart away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love is just like the waves in the sea..&lt;br /&gt;And we don't know what's coming..&lt;br /&gt;Being with you's like taking a ride..&lt;br /&gt;In a giant rollercoaster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we end this way Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;Just please don't go away..&lt;br /&gt;Would you just stay with me Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;You've stolen my heart away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what went thru my mind..&lt;br /&gt;On the day that i leave you..&lt;br /&gt;Then i felt and realised.. &lt;br /&gt;The biggest mistake of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we end this way Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;Just please don't go away..&lt;br /&gt;Would you just stay with me Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;You've stolen my heart away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all my fault, I've gone astray..&lt;br /&gt;And i hope you'll forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you'll go away..&lt;br /&gt;Without giving me a chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we end this way Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;Just please don't go away..&lt;br /&gt;Would you just stay with me Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;You've stolen my heart away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we stay this way Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;Just please don't go away..&lt;br /&gt;Would you be by my side Fiona..&lt;br /&gt;You'll take my pain away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling .. Muacks &lt;br /&gt;:: 5327450701314 ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112029382169261408?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112029382169261408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112029382169261408' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112029382169261408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112029382169261408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/07/fiona.html' title='Fiona..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-112005693117575606</id><published>2005-06-29T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:59:36.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Mistake</title><content type='html'>KLF brings you :: Big Mistake ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the dawn is breaking up by my side..&lt;br /&gt;Without you, i feel dry..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling blue, your absense leave me without a clue..&lt;br /&gt;Missing you, you're always on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just feel like gonna break down..&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about you..&lt;br /&gt;Strange thing you're the first thing comes to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;You made my day..&lt;br /&gt;I'm going insane..&lt;br /&gt;My mind is playing some kinda game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you back..&lt;br /&gt;You gotta save me.. &lt;br /&gt;I did lose track..&lt;br /&gt;But now i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn to love you again..&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the love you deserve..&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong together..&lt;br /&gt;Let's make this last forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with you, I feel like I'm in heaven so high..&lt;br /&gt;Being with you, I'm on cloud 9..&lt;br /&gt;Too good to be true, you're like an angel being by my side..&lt;br /&gt;Loving you, you're always on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just feel like gonna break down..&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about you..&lt;br /&gt;Strange thing you're the first thing comes to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;You made my day..&lt;br /&gt;I'm going insane..&lt;br /&gt;My mind is playing some kinda game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you back..&lt;br /&gt;You gotta save me.. &lt;br /&gt;I did lose track..&lt;br /&gt;But now i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn to love you again..&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the love you deserve..&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong together..&lt;br /&gt;Let's make this last forever..&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong together..&lt;br /&gt;Let's make this last forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: This song is created on June 29th 2005 @ 1.00 - 5.00am ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Love you darling .. Muacks :: 5327450701314 ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/1600/DSCN0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4417/575/320/DSCN0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-112005693117575606?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/112005693117575606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=112005693117575606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112005693117575606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/112005693117575606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/big-mistake.html' title='Big Mistake'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111972445524204324</id><published>2005-06-26T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T02:34:15.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>I couldn't sleep after i post the recent message.  I cried and cried .. shouting with my pillows blocking my face.  Don't wanna let my family members know what am i .. how am i .. freaking emo ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wipe my tears .. wash my face .. headed to cafe .. got myself a bottle of Hei .. Bloated .. why am i depressed?  Why am i sad?  Why i am like this which i am not like this?  I asked GOD .. there's no answer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called .. told her everything what i've wrote in blog.  I almost cried when i talk to her.  Tomorrow .. another day to go over with .. Fcuking week i had.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself .. I cannot forgive myself of what i've done.  Even if everybody in this world forgive me .. i can't forgive myself .. =( .. God Damn Me !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens to me, i still love you darling .. Muacks =*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 5327450701314 ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111972445524204324?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111972445524204324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111972445524204324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111972445524204324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111972445524204324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111971823162545245</id><published>2005-06-26T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T00:50:32.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I sad ?</title><content type='html'>Woke up in the morning for work.  Left work about 6++ pm to attend my friend's wedding dinner.  She also had dinner - her cousin's wedding dinner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish dinner, i'm back home straight.  But she's going to hang out at Pure with her cousins.  I know i trust her.  But why?  Why am i feeling uneasy?  Because of the place?  The people around there?  She drinks or not?  She got drunk?  She knows that i don't like her to be there unless i'm around.  But i cannot stop her cause we are just friends.  I had to learn to give her some space with her friends or her cousins.  I can't be selfish and let her stay home where she actually can enjoy herself but somehow i feel uneasy.  Why?  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling .. muacks - Don't drink so much and drink more water &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: 5327450701314 ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111971823162545245?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111971823162545245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111971823162545245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111971823162545245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111971823162545245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/am-i-sad.html' title='Am I sad ?'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111963452214197213</id><published>2005-06-25T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T01:39:09.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me .. Love me not ..</title><content type='html'>I don't know why i'm like this.  I want her to say that she misses me .. she thinks bout me .. she loves me .. but somehow .. i am the guy and she's a girl and i have to make the move .. what's wrong with it?  I'm totally understand bout it.  Even if i said i love you, she sometimes doesn't reply.  Yes i know we are not couple yet but .. no comment ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lil sad bout this.  I do asked her whether she thinks of me or misses me but .. it's like everytime i have to ask.  For example, u met a friend and u have to approach him/her everytime you met.  But somehow out of 10 times, 1 time he/she approach will makes u feel better.  But if you didn't approach,  he/she treats you as an invisible one.  =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do really love you.  Really wanna be back with you again.  I don't wanna care bout the past.  I learned about the past and i wanna start a new life with the new me and the new you.  A new life ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling .. 5327450701314&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111963452214197213?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111963452214197213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111963452214197213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111963452214197213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111963452214197213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/love-me-love-me-not.html' title='Love me .. Love me not ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111946347529998580</id><published>2005-06-23T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T02:04:35.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want some attention ..</title><content type='html'>Going to bed soon.  Plan to write this blog first before i go to bed. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i wake up later, left 3 days to go.  What i mean here is hoping for next week where i really can spend the time with her.  This whole week .. i guess i won't be seeing her as i misses her a lot.  I want to see her but she's busy preparing for her cousin's wedding =( Worked in the morning .. after work .. over to her aunt's place to wrap some souviners for the wedding.  Her cousins are back.  I called her everyday.  Even sms.  But i wanna see her .. just a lil while will do.  I want attention from her.  No one else.  Hoping the day pass faster and hopefully my schedule for my work will be in the morning shift as i can spend the nights with her.  Good night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling .. 5327450701314 - Muacks ~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111946347529998580?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111946347529998580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111946347529998580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111946347529998580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111946347529998580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-want-some-attention.html' title='I want some attention ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111943489147113244</id><published>2005-06-22T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T18:08:11.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention ..</title><content type='html'>who doesn't need attention? =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111943489147113244?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111943489147113244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111943489147113244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111943489147113244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111943489147113244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/attention.html' title='Attention ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111917013396115715</id><published>2005-06-19T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:35:33.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away.. but i'll keep on waiting</title><content type='html'>She's been away which makes me miss her more. She'll be back tomorrow.  Wish i can see her. Missing her smile and giggle.  Miss you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk&lt;br /&gt;I won't breathe&lt;br /&gt;I won't move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm attatched to you&lt;br /&gt;mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm afraid to know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line &lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line &lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way that's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line &lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111917013396115715?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111893811678156094</id><published>2005-06-17T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T00:08:36.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Convince ?</title><content type='html'>... no comment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111893811678156094?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111893811678156094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111893811678156094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111893811678156094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111893811678156094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/convince.html' title='Convince ?'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111885667642679362</id><published>2005-06-16T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T01:31:56.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life =)</title><content type='html'>You may think that part of your life is your friends,&lt;br /&gt;But somehow i know that part of my life is you,&lt;br /&gt;And i want myself to be part of your life,&lt;br /&gt;That is why i love you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you darling .. 5327450701314 =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111885667642679362?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111885667642679362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111885667642679362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111885667642679362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111885667642679362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/life.html' title='Life =)'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111877333754730100</id><published>2005-06-15T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T02:22:17.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe =(</title><content type='html'>Woke up around 4.  Called her and i dressed up just to go to the cinema to get 2 tickets for Mr and Mrs Smith.  Hoping i could get the back seat.  As usual.  Who wanna sit at the front watching a big tv?  Got my ticket as hoping the time turn faster as i can spend my time with her watching movie at 7 .. having dinner .. just both of us.  Although we are just friends, it doesn't matter.  As long i'm with her. Got onto my bike and i received her message asking me to check out the butterflies earrings and comment bout it.  Replied her sorry cause i was away from the mall and heading to work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working is fun .. as usual as friends all around me.  Flair a few tricks and latte art - Rosetta and love shape latte - Just my day .. Not the barista for today as i am the chef .. stucked in the kitchen with lots of food .. kinda busy and it was 11 i got a miss call from her.  I called her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were chatting nicely and she ask me a question bout the past which i'm ready to answer her anytime.  But somehow my answer didn't really satisfy her.  She doesn't believe me.  She says people say the other and i say the other.  Who to blame?  Just me myself cause throughtout the relationship for almost 4 years .. i lie to her a lot which eventually she doesn't really trust me although i speak the truth.  But after i broke up in my recent relationship, Me and her does keep contact and everything that we talked, i mentioned, i tell, i speak is everything the truth cause i realised i have to be open and honest if i wanna be with her.  So i practise that all this while till today still being honest but she doesn't believe me with my answer.  =(  which really makes my mood down all the way until now i'm typing this blog.  She's mad about everything .. she told me.  I know i speak to her .. kinda harsh with my tone of voice but somehow .. i am telling the truth. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hang up.  It was last kitchen order.  I sat and wanted to cry but i couldn't.  Too much friends around.  Stood up and started to do the washing.  Everyone came into the kitchen and wanted to help but i told them i wanna clean the kitchen all by myself.  So they just let me.  They know i wanna be alone.  They know i'm sad with my expression of my face.  They seems to know i think =( They finish the floor quite early and i was still doing the washing.  Slowly cleaning up and in the end i managed to finish.  They ask me for supper but i rejected.  Just wanna come back home to talk to a friend which is My Blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Hoping tomorrow's movie still works as i really wanna works things out with ya.  Really hope 1 day .. u will understand me as i am now who opens my heart when i talk.  Not the old kevin that keeps everything inside .. who hides stuff from ya .. who lie to ya.  I am not blaming you for not trusting me cause this is what i get after lying and hiding stuff from you all these years.  I will only blame myself if there's anything that you're mad about.  It's all ME ME ME ! =~(  I'm sorry.  Really hope that we can patch back and forget everything from the past and start a new life with the new Me and the new You.  I seriously miss you so much and love you.  I don't know how much but i know that it cannot be measured.  Good night sweet dreams .. Love you Muacks 5070 =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111877333754730100?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111877333754730100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111877333754730100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111877333754730100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111877333754730100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/believe.html' title='Believe =('/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111868896855845205</id><published>2005-06-14T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T02:56:08.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th June 2005</title><content type='html'>Been few days .. working night shift .. didn't online .. sleepy and tired .. =( But i still call her to check her out and keep on contact.  But everytime i after work i will call her to tell her that i'm back home safely.  She's already asleep by that time.  Miss her so much and think bout her a lot .. wants to talk to her but somehow she's sleepy and unconcious.  Doesn't wanna disturb her sleep cause she'll be working in the morning .. have to wake up around 6.30 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when i call her after my work, i am the one trying to end the conversation where i shouldn't get angry bout her althought her response is half awake.  She might think that i'm trying to brush her off or doesn't wanna talk to her or there's no topic to talk.  It's just that i don't wanna disturb her and the way she answer me.  I have to "hello" a lot of times to get her attention but ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if it hurts your feeling.  I'm not angry at all.  Just want you to have enough rest and not tired during working shift.  But i just want some response although just a lil while.  =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I hope i can the one that spreads my arms open like an angel's wing to protect you all the time - Kevin - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and miss you all the time 5327450701314&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111868896855845205?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111868896855845205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111868896855845205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111868896855845205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111868896855845205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/14th-june-2005.html' title='14th June 2005'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111824865195897361</id><published>2005-06-09T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T00:37:31.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08 June 2005</title><content type='html'>Didn't sleep the whole night .. in the morning, went out dim sum with her =p then she headed back home to study a lil and for exam.  Me .. sleeping =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to woke up around 1++ .. over to mp for lunch and starbucks .. was happy but my expressions shows that i am down.  Thought of the past bout me and her.  Miss all those sweet memories that i've done with her.  Can't help myself to think of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens again in the movie.  Wanted her so badly but somehow i understand.  I need to be happy.  I need to be myself.  That is what she wants.  To gain everything from me the way i am.  Not this moody kinda guy who used to be Happy go lucky.  I know what you mean darling.  I'll be patient, happy kinda guy.  I'll wait for you.  Wanna let the planet called earth knows that no one can even replace you in my heart except you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one as i promise you =) Love you 5070&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111824865195897361?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111824865195897361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111824865195897361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111824865195897361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111824865195897361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/08-june-2005.html' title='08 June 2005'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111818054759869328</id><published>2005-06-08T05:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T05:43:45.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07 June 2005</title><content type='html'>Woke up early in the morning just to go to work.  Taking my own sweet time to bath and dress up - didn't realise that i am going to be late for work .. hehehe .. Called someone and sms her the whole day.  Well she mentioned that she miss my voice.  Wondering whether she misses me or not.  Althought we are just friends .. i have to let it be the way she wants.  I do really want more of friendship but somehow time takes place.  I'll wait .. it's ok .. it's worth it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan with her for tomorrow's movie.  Going breakfast .. then she'll have her exam .. then starbucks in the afternoon.  Dinner together and movie "Madagascar" =) So nice being with her the almost the day.  Should had appreciate long time ago.  Wasted =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About starbucks, she fear i might see someone that i don't like to see.  But somehow .. i can't go avoiding things .. i have to face it althought i'm the one who cause all the problems.  Anyway, what's over is over and i had no more feelings for her even a lil.  What i had is just worrying bout her as a friend.  Hurting someone and you just being stupid?  I'm not that kind.  Just wants her to quit smoking .. but somehow if she doesn't wanna listen, then too bad i can't help out any.  As a friend to help .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow .. someone special of mine gonna have her exam at 11 am.  Wish her all the best of luck.  Hope she manage to pass the exam or else i'll feel guilty.  Broke up with her when she's preparing for the exam.  I understand how she feels.  Even if me i won't study for my exam and feel sad and moody.  Feel so sorry bout myself the way i treated her.  Why me? Why i can do this shit? Really wish i can turn back the time and appreciate every single thing.  No point grumbling about it right now.  Waiting for the right time and wanna work things out.  Not gonna hurt her anymore i promise myself and to you all people that read my blog.  Wanna prove to the world that i really love her so much and support me.  I'm sincere and regret of what i've done and it's time to mend her broken heart.  Can't bear to see that she's hurt again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to you darling - All the Best - Love you always 5070 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what she posted =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.::I hate::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way u look into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way u tell me that u love me&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;So comfy but insecure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you hug me,&lt;br /&gt;as I will love u deeper..&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when u kiss me,&lt;br /&gt;As I would trust you more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you hold my hand,&lt;br /&gt;As I don't wish to let u go anymore&lt;br /&gt;I hate your sweet spoken word,&lt;br /&gt;As you can make me cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you treated me&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for loving you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111818054759869328?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111818054759869328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111818054759869328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111818054759869328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111818054759869328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/07-june-2005.html' title='07 June 2005'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111807021375106720</id><published>2005-06-06T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:03:33.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06 June 2005</title><content type='html'>Woooo .. tiring day for me .. not enough of sleep even a double shot latte doesn't works .. anyway .. i woke up early in the morning.  Breakfast is not my kinda attitude but today somehow .. with someone special .. i did .. at McD =) .. spending time with her is the most valuable time in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for work and somehow in the evening .. shitz happens .. she emo and sad .. and my feelings is the same way too.  Feel so guilty bout it and i don't want to see my love one sad and unhappy .. i want her to be the happiest girl on earth.  I don't wanna hurt her no more .. i don't wanna break her heart no more.  Just wanna make her happy to be with me all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow it solves the matter.  Really wanna be with her back.  No matter how long i gonna wait or any gals that approach me .. i don't wanna care bout others but only her that could fit into my heart =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much 5327 4 5070 1314 =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111807021375106720?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111807021375106720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111807021375106720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111807021375106720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111807021375106720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/06-june-2005.html' title='06 June 2005'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111781143501814527</id><published>2005-06-03T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T23:10:38.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 03 June 2005</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking a lot this few days .. Moody while working .. but at last i realise i need space and time for myself .. Hanging out with o'buddies will be fun .. but anyhow regret is still in me and i need to mend things up no matter what .. no matter how long does it takes .. no matter how suffering does it takes as long as i won't regret it for the rest of my life .. Thanks to that someone that makes me realise it =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway .. i'm ready for the next battle .. to conquer back everything that i've once lost it .. Need to stand strong on my legs .. doesn't have to fake my feelings .. just need to be myself .. the way i am .. a happy go lucky person and follow the flow of life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you to be ready and in the meantime i'm getting ready too.  I mean it! 5070 ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111781143501814527?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111781143501814527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111781143501814527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111781143501814527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111781143501814527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/friday-03-june-2005.html' title='Friday 03 June 2005'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-111765327339123272</id><published>2005-06-02T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:45:07.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Lonely ..</title><content type='html'>Lonely im Mr. Lonely, &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody, &lt;br /&gt;For my owwnnn &lt;br /&gt;Im so Lonely, im Mr. Lonely &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody, &lt;br /&gt;for my owwnnn &lt;br /&gt;Im so Lonely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, this one here goes out to all my playas out there man. &lt;br /&gt;ya kno that got that one good girl dog thats always been &lt;br /&gt;there man like took all the bullshit then one day she cant &lt;br /&gt;take it no more and decides to leave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I woke up in the middle of the night, &lt;br /&gt;And I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, &lt;br /&gt;Coulda sworn I was dreamin, &lt;br /&gt;For her I was feinin, &lt;br /&gt;So I had ta take a little ride, &lt;br /&gt;Back tracking on these few years, &lt;br /&gt;Tryna figure out wat I do to make it go bad, &lt;br /&gt;Cuz ever since my girl left me, &lt;br /&gt;My whole life came crashin and I'm so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely), &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant belive I had a girl like you, &lt;br /&gt;and I just let you walk right outta my life, &lt;br /&gt;after all I put u thru &lt;br /&gt;u still stuck around and stayed by my side (by my side) &lt;br /&gt;what really hurt me is I broke ur heart, &lt;br /&gt;baby you a good girl and I had no right, &lt;br /&gt;I really wanna make things right, &lt;br /&gt;cuz without u in my life girl &lt;br /&gt;im so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own baby). &lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been all about the world ain't, &lt;br /&gt;neva met a girl that can take the things that you been through. &lt;br /&gt;Never thought the day would come, &lt;br /&gt;where you would get up and run, &lt;br /&gt;and I would be out chasing u &lt;br /&gt;Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be, &lt;br /&gt;aint no one in the globe id rather see &lt;br /&gt;then the girl of my dreams that made me &lt;br /&gt;Be so happy but now so lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own, no). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl). &lt;br /&gt;I'm so Lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that id be alone (be alone)&lt;br /&gt;I didnt hope you'd be gone this long (gone this long)&lt;br /&gt;I jus want u to call my phone, &lt;br /&gt;so stop playing girl and Come on home (come on home), &lt;br /&gt;baby girl I didn't mean to shout, (no)&lt;br /&gt;I want me and you to work it out, (work it out baby)&lt;br /&gt;I never wished that Id ever Hurt my baby, &lt;br /&gt;and its drivin me crazy cuz I'm so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody, nobody) &lt;br /&gt;To call my own (to call my own, no). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Im Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;I have nobody (I have nobody) &lt;br /&gt;For my own (to call my own girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so Lonely &lt;br /&gt;So lonely(lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lonely(lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely (so lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely (Lonely) &lt;br /&gt;So lonely!!! (so lonely!!!) &lt;br /&gt;So Lonely &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is actually sang by Bobby Vinton (oldies) and now sang by Akon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i've been facing the previous week.  Lots of things happen when i stopped blogging and now the blog is a good companian to letting my feelings out.  Let me see .. i've broke up with Fiona last month and i'm attached with someone.  I've been to Hong Kong for some F&amp;B convention.  Lots of things happen in me but i'll just go straight to the point.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in my new relationship.. it was fine at first until i realised and regretted the most.  Missing someone i really love all this while.  But today i've broke up my new relationship and hopefully i can be attached again with Fiona who i really miss most and love most.  Regretted that i've dissed her off.  Regretted that i didn't listen when we argue which i realise most of the arguements is about me.  Why can't i realise at that moment and must till shits happens only i realise?  You guys make think i'm a playa or something .. I don't fucking care bout it.  As long i realise i've lost someone whois really important to me .. that will stand by my side all this while no matter i'm happy or sad.  Trying to get her back and i'm posting this blog just to let the whole world know that i still love her so much.  I really wanna make things right.  I've regretted of what i've done and i don't want it to be an issue that i will regret for the rest of my life.  I can't lose her.  Just hoping for a 1 last chance to be back with her again and that's it.  No more letting her go .. no more hurting her with my shits .. no more breaking her heart. I can't turn back the clock.  Just wish everything will be fine as always like the way we do in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u so much 5070&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-111765327339123272?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/111765327339123272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=111765327339123272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111765327339123272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/111765327339123272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2005/06/mr-lonely.html' title='Mr Lonely ..'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109829690689239120</id><published>2004-10-21T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T02:28:26.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 21st 2004</title><content type='html'>A great day .. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early .. around 11 am .. pick my girlfriend up .. back to my place .. and sleep till 3 pm .. Took our lunch .. spend time together .. playing gunbound .. watched tv .. plan for the night .. Around 630 pm .. send her back home .. and rest a lil .. while waiting for the car ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick darling at 730 pm .. it's kinda late .. =) .. i think i got addicted to pokemon - gameboy nintendo .. hehehe cyn and liz came over to meet darling .. so we plan to have dinner at Friends Cafe .. around 9 pm .. when to the mall .. look for KJ for the movie ticket .. We are watching "Ladder 49" .. met Boss and grace and her mom .. they watched the same movie .. The movie .. it's good .. you all should go watch .. really touched me at some scenes .. After movie .. meet up with the gang at Gula .. played couple rounds of gunbound .. send darling back home .. and meet them again .. to have a cup of tea ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back here again .. later at 9 am i have a test .. By the way .. guess i gonna do it badly cause i didn't study .. i guess there's no regret as i know my plan .. but feel guilty for wasting my parents hard work money for the college tuition fee and the exam fee ... sigh ~!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Mom .. Dad ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109829690689239120?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109829690689239120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109829690689239120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109829690689239120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109829690689239120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-21st-2004.html' title='October 21st 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109821423123362960</id><published>2004-10-20T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T03:30:31.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 20th 2004</title><content type='html'>Mom keep asking me to find a job .. a real full time job .. I haven't tell her about my plan to be a barista and then to open a coffee bar .. i still wondering whether both dad and mom will accept my plan ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't turn up for the 2 paper yesterday .. and today .. Miss Kara called to ask why i didn't turn up.  Told her everything and i will attend for Thursday and Friday papers and sign the college leave form .. don't wanna study and wanna be a barista =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When working .. i prepare myself to make 2 hot cappucino .. practising to do rosetta .. the 1st attempt .. i use the normal cup .. didn't turn out well .. the 2nd cup was given by someone .. a large 1 .. printed Superpages .. i did it .. it's not that nice .. doesn't look like a rosetta to me .. but it shaped like 1 .. almost .. need more practise as PRACTISE MAKES PERFECT .. =p .. did latte art for caffe mocca and macchiato .. both turn out well .. and i guess the customer is impressed =) .. still also practising the skill of etching .. and also need to practise to steam milk .. i know i can do it .. it takes time .. I'LL TRY MY VERY BEST ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow .. off day for me .. and also my darling .. gonna spend time together the whole day and night .. plan to watch Resident Evil 2 .. wonder i have the car to go .. need to call aunt to come back early =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all .. need to sleep and wake up early to spend time with my darling .. Muacks .. Love You Darling ~! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109821423123362960?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109821423123362960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109821423123362960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109821423123362960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109821423123362960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-20th-2004.html' title='October 20th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109804231969527842</id><published>2004-10-18T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T03:45:19.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 18th 2004</title><content type='html'>hmm .. i guess i'll post this kinda short .. i just got back from work .. Later at 900 - 1200 is my 2nd paper of my finals follow by 1415 - 1715 my third paper .. Intro to Management is my first paper and Account &amp;amp; Finance is the 2nd one .. told my darling that i've studied a lil .. Only GOD knows .. guess i'll stop here and get enough of sleep to recharge my energy to spend my day later in college .. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109804231969527842?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109804231969527842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109804231969527842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109804231969527842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109804231969527842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-18th-2004.html' title='October 18th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109796204261231351</id><published>2004-10-17T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T05:27:22.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 17th 2004</title><content type='html'>Wops .. i got no post for 15th and 16th .. hmm .. what am i busy about ? *think* think*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling's computer crashed .. need to fix it for it .. Woke up at 4pm .. had late lunch with sen and ed .. pick darling up and gave her a gift of our 2 years 7 months aniversary .. it's a butterfly pin with diamonds =p .. cost me a lot =) pick her up .. went to her place to fix her computer but .. i can't do it .. had to go back home to bath and headed to work ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling went out with her friends and cousin and came to cafe later on to find me .. =) kinda happy after so much busy dealing with drinks .. kinda tensed up .. damn lots of people .. Saturday night .. =) Gimpei tried my House Blend that made Jack and Marvin addicted to it .. but he told me that it's sucks .. wonder whether he's joking or not .. he did finished up the drinks .. =p .. Darling going back home .. i went to the back door .. gave her a kiss .. and rushed back to my counter .. to wait for more drinks to be done ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn new things from boss .. bout steaming milk and method of free pouring .. really wanna do the latte art =) My inspiration - Sammy Piccolo .. Boss told me that he read an article saying Sammy had cancer .. and manage to heal at the first stage .. Thank God for not taking his life away as he is my idol .. i tried to do a latte art and it turn out to be a buttock .. LOL .. anyway .. practise makes perfect .. need to read more articles about latte art .. After work .. went out for late night supper as usual ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with my darling on the phone just now .. and she told me her feelings working in Friends Cafe .. she's kinda sad .. but anyway .. i managed to make her happy with the butterfly gift =) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to sleep .. need to wake up early to bring darling out for lunch and send her to work ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2 YEARS 7 MONTHS ANNIVERSARY .. LOVE YOU BABEY ~! MUACKS ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109796204261231351?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109796204261231351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109796204261231351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109796204261231351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109796204261231351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-17th-2004.html' title='October 17th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109769432640813129</id><published>2004-10-14T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T03:05:26.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 14th 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just got back from work .. after eating late night supper .. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright .. let's start with my trip to Singapore with Henry and WeiKiat ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Day 1 - 10th October 2004 - Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After work .. had a late night supper and spend the night at Wei Kiat's place .. couldn't sleep so i looked at his old photos .. lots of em' .. his trip to Japan, during his young age, birthdays, etc... Found a book titled 'Sex for Dummies' .. i read it and went to sleep .. Woke up at 8 and went for breakfast and head up to Singapore.  He's driving .. We reached JB and meet his friend .. had lunch .. and left the car .. His friend send us to the Kastam Centre .. and we head to Singapore with bus.  Check into the hotel .. rest a while .. getting ready for the convention .. We took bus to Suntec City Hall .. and walaaaa .. we reached =p .. Sammy Piccolo doing his demo around the corner .. It's a Advanced Barista Demo .. it's free =) .. started to impress .. 1st round latte art competition .. Walk around the mall near the convention centre .. dinner .. went back to the hotel by cab .. rest a while .. watched tv - Starwars - Episode 2 .. zzZzZzZz ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Day 2 - 11th October 2004 - Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Plan to wake up early .. but everyone's kinda tired .. so .. hehe =p .. Woke up .. eat late breakfast at 'Kopitiam' near the hotel .. take MRT to the convention .. almost spend whole day there .. it's the round 2 competition .. went some shopping .. Bought a couple shirt for me and darling .. i think she'll like it .. in fact she did .. Walk all day long till late night .. Come back home .. Plan to go to pub but .. kinda tired .. Watched tv - Hellraiser .. and also .. City of Ghosts .. not bad storyline.  zZzZzz ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Day 3 - 12th October 2004 - Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Same o'thing .. woke up late .. but WK was early .. he headed down for breakfast alone .. Went some mall to shop but there's nothing to buy .. wanted to buy for my darling but .. scared that it's not suitable for her .. size .. pattern .. kinda hard to buy unless she's around .. wanted to buy a pair of shoe but .. not my kinda type =( Managed to reach convention on time .. Final Competition .. 6 baristas left .. All their work really impressed me .. Especially Sammy .. he did the latte art blind fold .. really really impress me .. Thank God, i managed to get a snap shot with him =p .. Results were out .. Sammy as the Champion .. as predicted .. 2nd place goes to a Japanese guy .. who is kinda cool .. good at art .. 3rd place goes to an Australian guy .. left the convention .. feel so thankful to WK and thanked him while walking to the mall to shop again .. Walk around .. went back to the hotel .. take our luggage .. take MRT for the last time to meet his friend after work .. Then drive back to JB.. it's like HELL .. jammed .. heard that everyday .. almost 30k motorbikes pass the Kastam from JB -&gt; Singapore .. really can't believe it .. Reached JB .. drive all the way back to Cafe .. not really crowded .. meet the crews .. kinda miss them .. Hang out for a while .. craving to do the latte art as what i observed during the convention .. Went back home .. onlined for a while and zzZzZz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up early .. to go to telephone shop with darling to pay telephone bills.  Bought KFC for lunch .. sent her to work .. had tea time with my friends .. pick darling up .. back home and Work .. Not much customer and i did managed to try the latte art on a cappucino .. i think that the customer is impressed with the work .. 2 of his friend came later and saw the art .. they ordered the same thing .. but i didn't do it . =p kinda spoilt .. Need more practise ! During free time .. practising method of pouring .. Cafe closed .. and had late night supper and here i am =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S :: I'll include the webpage for the pictures .. be patient .. still editing =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109769432640813129?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109769432640813129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109769432640813129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109769432640813129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109769432640813129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-14th-2004.html' title='October 14th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109760256182340412</id><published>2004-10-13T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T01:36:01.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 13th 2004</title><content type='html'>Guess what ? I'm back from Singapore !!! DAMN it was a hell great fun being there watching the world latte art competition .. it really impress me .. with their skillz and knowledge .. wish i have half of it .. anyway .. i'll train myself to be like them .. Took a lots of snapshots .. might impress you all later .. &lt;a href="http://www.tcworldcup.net"&gt;www.tcworldcup.net&lt;/a&gt; - Maybe you all would like to check them out .. I'll upload the snapshots .. maybe tomorrow .. kinda tired right now .. and kinda lazy .. wanna spend time chatting and calling my darling !!! Missed her so much ~! Hope i can have hugs and kisses later early in the morning =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gonna be short .. so i plan to have a long complete story during my time in Singapore with pictures =p Good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109760256182340412?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109760256182340412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109760256182340412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109760256182340412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109760256182340412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-13th-2004.html' title='October 13th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109726486325256271</id><published>2004-10-09T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T03:47:43.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 9th   2004</title><content type='html'>Raining cats and dogs right now .. started since 1230 .. haven't stop raining .. just got back home after late night supper .. luckily didn't get soak wet .. =p kinda full right now ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. i think i won't be online for a few days when i am in singapore unless i goes to cyber cafe =) .. so this blog will miss 10th 11th 12th .. but i guess i'll write a lot when i come back with pictures =p .. gonna miss my darling .. no hugs and kisses for 3 days .. sigh ~! .. poor me ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom gave me another 200 bucks for spending in s'pore .. hooray ~! =) but i have to exchange with my salary 200 bucks .. different currency .. but of course .. i am the one that gain .. hehehe .. am i bad ? =) My mom loves me hehehe .. not because of the money i love my mom aight .. neither way round too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow right after work .. will be heading to my boss's house to overnight and i think he will drive to JB and take bus to S'pore .. i don't know his plan .. what i know is overnight at his place .. =) .. the day is getting nearer and nearer .. hours and seconds ticking lesser and lesser .. really makes me nervous and anxious .. =) kinda happy ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight .. i need some sleep .. need to wake up and send my darling to work =p .. Good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109726486325256271?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109726486325256271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109726486325256271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109726486325256271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109726486325256271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-9th-2004.html' title='October 9th   2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109721914793338830</id><published>2004-10-08T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T15:05:47.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 8th 2004</title><content type='html'>Wooo .. weather is so hot today .. need to send girlfriend to work by bike .. traffic jams .. road blocks .. argh ~! minor headache i have ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway .. thanks to aunt and grandma for sponsoring me 400 bucks to spend in singapore .. i don't think that's enough .. need to change more hard cash .. lots of stuff to buy =p but the most important of all .. the knowledge during the event .. that's money can't buy .. 2 days more to go .. need to start packing my luggage ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called james .. i guess gonna have a tea break with him .. it's been long i didn't see him .. Jack too .. wonder if he's back.  DAMN he promised me .. and his bike is still at my place .. still puncture .. Call jack later ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lots of stuff to dooo .. update my handphone to international roaming .. go to college to collect some money .. sigh ~! with my bike of course .. and DAMN Weather so hooooot !! Makes me tired .. rather stay home and sleep or play gunbound .. haha =p currently in #2 placing since a stranger join the guild and took the #1 placing .. sigh .. 3k gp to catch up and back to #1 .. got no time to play as girlfriend kinda disallow me to play after my work which i supposed to sleep but ... i still play =p hope she doesn't know but she always get to find out by checking the gunbound website ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting a while .. and i need to do my stuff .. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109721914793338830?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109721914793338830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109721914793338830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109721914793338830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109721914793338830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-8th-2004.html' title='October 8th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109710417332229966</id><published>2004-10-07T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T07:09:33.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 7th 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 more days to go.. heading for Singapore !! Still haven't decide where to stay .. that's a usual thing for a guy.  Last minute planning ... Looking forward for the event .. and don't worry .. i'll post some pictures in here .. still looking for hard cash .. asked grandma but she mumbled me back with the history where i didn't fetch her to buy her dinner because i need to go to work .. why can't she understand that ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Was working at 830pm but reached there late .. need to fetch mom to a friend place to meet up with my dad after golf but after almost reaching .. dad called and said he's at home.. What a waste of my time sending my mom instead of reaching early at work .. Anyway .. not much customer .. After work .. had a drink and back home.  Chatted with girlfriend in IRC and plan for the next day .. told her that i gonna sleep but i didn't.. Wanna go collect my passport a while more .. around 8.. and pick her up and back home to sleep =p .. hope she didn't check the gunbound .. i was playing whole night b4 i post this .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Going to rain soon .. damn nice to sleep =p get to hug my girlfriend and sleep .. Sweet ~! =)  Hope i can wake up at lunch hour to go to cafe .. hope i can collect my salary as i need it for my trip .. or else i'm gonna be a poor lil guy .. Might meet E-man later as i promise him to go lunch with him and check out Klanz store .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's all for the day =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109710417332229966?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109710417332229966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109710417332229966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109710417332229966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109710417332229966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-7th-2004.html' title='October 7th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109700606457258748</id><published>2004-10-06T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T03:54:24.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 6th 2004</title><content type='html'>Woke up early to attend my 1st final exam .. English .. took my exam docket at the counter and went straight up to the exam hall .. Everybody seems to be surprised as i don't attend much of the class .. =p About 45 mins later .. i handed up my paper .. it's kinda easy .. Went to pick my girlfriend up .. over to my place .. zzZzZz .. woke up in the afternoon to have lunch and send her to work .. hang out there for a while and went back home to download her Ella Enchanted .. wondering what movie is that .. Leave the PC on and went to sleep =) till 6pm .. supposed to go and take my passport .. LOL =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new system is installed in the cafe .. with the touch screen monitor .. i wonder how much it cost .. I guess renovation gonna happen soon .. the touch screen monitor is cool =p Worked at 830 .. kinda boring .. as usual .. weekdays .. less customers .. finished around 3 am .. Everyone seems to be tired .. so went back home ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i am .. online .. checking my mails .. posting this message .. It's been long i didn't play gunbound .. couple of days .. Thought of playing tonight but ... tomorrow .. i need to send girlfriend to work .. then to my college to collect some cash .. to take my passport .. what else ? hmm .. work .. Will i have enough sleep ? =)  I think i'll just go to bed .. Good Night =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109700606457258748?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109700606457258748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109700606457258748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109700606457258748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109700606457258748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-6th-2004.html' title='October 6th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109691673920978198</id><published>2004-10-05T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T03:05:39.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 5th 2004</title><content type='html'>Today kinda tired .. head dizzy .. not enough sleep .. went to do my passport in the afternoon after lunch / sending girlfriend to work .. Worked at night .. tired .. just come online to check my mails and type this short post =p .. Sorry .. need to zZZzzZz .. Tomorrow need to wake up early for my 1st paper of final exam .. Good Luck to all my classmates .. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109691673920978198?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109691673920978198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109691673920978198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109691673920978198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109691673920978198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-5th-2004.html' title='October 5th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109683468237506591</id><published>2004-10-04T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T03:06:53.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 4th 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've worked double shift today .. a very tiring day for me .. worked in the afternoon with my girlfriend .. got into some misunderstanding and i smells trouble .. Finished work at 6 and back home .. argueing bout the incident .. it's kinda packed in the afternoon .. lots of people .. lack of man power .. We argued till we reached her place .. she gave me a kiss and i said sorry .. but she just nod her head .. didn't even look at me when she goes into the house .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went back home and rest a lil .. called mom whether having dinner but .. no .. so i ate dinner all by myself in front of the pc while chatting in irc .. again .. argue with my girlfriend .. went to bath and straight to work again ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gosh .. it's boring like hell .. only few tables are occupied .. seriously dead bored .. times passes slow .. And when the time to close .. Hooray ~! At last .. when cleaning up the coffee machine .. i received a miss call and a sms from my girlfriend .. All she ask is her schedule and nothing bout us .. I'm kinda dissapointed .. sigh ~! called her .. and we argue again .. I even shout at her .. can't really control my temper .. I tried .. but i can't .. There's a limit .. well it BLASTED !!! Had a late night supper with ther rest of the crew and Boss .. giggled a lil .. asked a few question bout the cafe .. When is it gonna be renovate ? What's the new uniform's color ? Yet it's still undone .. =p It doesn't really matter cause i just wanna find some pants of perhaps shoes to suit with the uniform =p .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Got back home .. riding my bike .. poor me .. kinda scary and cold .. gee .. Dad went for golf .. Mom were somewhere with my sisters .. Got to go to work .. no car .. so i got no choice and ride my old junk bike .. Called girlfriend again .. Talked to her nicely .. telling her my plans for tomolo .. Almost got into arguement again .. sigh ~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll be going to make my international passport to go to Singapore .. need to wake up early .. Hope mom gonna give me some cash for the passport .. or else .. i'm not going to Singapore .. sigh ~! gonna spend another 300 bucks for the passport and i've already spend 130+ bucks for my camera's battery .. Wonder how much i gonna spend in Singapore .. It's all about the money !! $$$ .. But i think it's worth it .. need to spend more careful ... Lucky me .. i don't have to spend for the World Barista Championship entry fee .. My boss got it for me FREE =p TY BOSS !! Really appreciate that .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guess i need to sleep .. or else i gonna make my boss wait for me to make passport .. he's collecting it .. i'm making it .. Good night .. hmm .. or is it supposed to be Good Morning ? LOL =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109683468237506591?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109683468237506591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109683468237506591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109683468237506591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109683468237506591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-4th-2004.html' title='October 4th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109675049755228071</id><published>2004-10-03T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T04:54:57.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 3rd 2004</title><content type='html'>Phew ~! .. At last .. after work .. DAMN ~! .. Packed with peoples .. not really that crowded but i non-stop making the drinks.  People keeps on go and come .. tired .. don't even have much time to smoke .. have to make a quick one .. where someone else taking cover for me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on .. woke up kinda late =p didn't send girlfriend to work .. but picked her up.. Bought my digital camera's battery .. quite happy with it .. Actually .. today's a happy day for me .. Boss also told me that i'm going with him to Singapore for the competition.  YAY ~! But i gonna spend lots of money there .. hope i can get some from parents for some singapore currency =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to write more .. First final test paper gonna be on 5th October 2004 - English ... wonder how is it gonna be .. =) I need to sleep .. gonna have double shift tomorrow .. or else i'm gonna be dead meat .. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109675049755228071?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109675049755228071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109675049755228071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109675049755228071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109675049755228071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-3rd-2004.html' title='October 3rd 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109665986450317772</id><published>2004-10-02T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T03:44:24.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 2nd 2004</title><content type='html'>Woke up in the afternoon .. pick her up to have lunch at my place .. as usual .. send her to work and i hang out at the cafe .. It's kinda boring cause there's no customer at all .. Had myself a hot cappucino and tried to do the latte art but it's spoilt .. Thanks to Henry =p hehe .. went to the bank to deposit some cash .. and .. Luck is on my side today.  Manage to find the shop that sells my digital camera's battery.  It's been a long time i didn't use my camera.  Able to take some shots to post it in here and also friendster .. =p ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 1600, plan to come back home and play gunbound but it started to rain .. DAMn .. wished i have a car.  Riding on bike .. i don't wanna get wet .. hang out till my girlfriend finished her work at 1800 .. Boring ~!~!~! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home .. watched tv drama and had my dinner while playing gunbound .. Then off to work at 2130 .. Not much customer today and thought that tomorrow .. we will be having a large crowd .. Went for late supper with Boss and told him that i would like to follow to Singapore for the World Barista Championship.  Really wish to go .. to gain experience .. What i know is .. to join the competition .. have to pay 50 US dollar for entry fee .. and in 5 mins .. you have to prepare a cappucino .. latte .. machiato .. and a signature drink .. Really can't believe it .. this is no JOKE man .. 5 mins .. imagine that .. really wish i can attend and view it with my own eyes .. and hope in future .. i'll be the one in there to compete with other barista and baristi .. that's 1 of my dream .. doesn't matter win or lose ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on for now as today is a boring day .. =p ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109665986450317772?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109665986450317772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109665986450317772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109665986450317772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109665986450317772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-2nd-2004.html' title='October 2nd 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109657730119356756</id><published>2004-10-01T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T04:48:21.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 1st 2004</title><content type='html'>A new month =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 12++ afternoon .. lol .. break all the promises .. breakfast .. VCD .. warcraft .. =p sorry baby ~! Picked her up and had lunch at my place and send her to work.  Playing gunbound the whole afternoon and suddenly ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A call which is a private number and i can't see the phone number on my handphone.  Anyway .. i knew there's only 1 person whois using the private line.  It's the college Mr. F .. well .. haha i just ignore the phone and let it ring.  I've been skipping class and i think there's no point for me to go for classes anymore.  I'll only attend the final EXAM if only i am not barred.  I wrote an email back to Mr. F and ask him why did he called.  He replied fast enough and it's because i didn't attend the morning class .. it's TEST 2 Multimedia System .. he also mentioned that i gonna get 0 for it.  Neah .. i don't care .. if i take the test .. i will fail the paper too .. don't play to go to college later too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was working and it's Sapien's last day .. LOL =p this means EGG .. SAUCE .. FLOUR .. COLD WATER .. haha .. he got splashed .. squirted from the sauce .. what else .. CREAM .. SPRITE .. lol .. not much customer today .. as i can relax myself and also had a car ride with WK.  His car just out from the garage .. a Mivec 1.6 Manual .. DAMN ! it's fun but DAMN it's scary !! DAMN !!! crazy shit ~! DAMN !!! Anyway .. it's cool .. A GREAT BOSS / GRANDMASTER of mine .. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a late night supper and went back home .. here i am .. sending this post =) Happy readin' =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:: Roses are red ::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:: Violets are blue ::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:: GOD makes me GREAT ::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:: What the FUCK happen to YOU ? ::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109657730119356756?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109657730119356756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109657730119356756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109657730119356756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109657730119356756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/10/october-1st-2004.html' title='October 1st 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109648552417910645</id><published>2004-09-30T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T03:18:44.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 30th 2004</title><content type='html'>I'm off from work today. Damn nice. Woke up late in the afternoon and have my late lunch with my girlfriend. Went back home for a while to catch the chinese show on tv. Went out with my girlfriend again to the mall to get her sling bag =p it's an army green 1. I wanted to get an earring for myself, so i choose a nice black stud. No price were written there and i thought it gonna be worth it. But after the receipt was passed to me, GOSH ~! 32 bucks!!! i've got not enough cash on hand. Asked my girlfriend to hang around in the shop while i'll go and withdraw some cash. While walking towards the ATM machine, i think about the earring and it's not worth it. Quickly i called my girlfriend and asked her to leave the stud and receipt somewhere and leave the place. DAMN .. that's embarrassing Anyway, we got our dinner at McD.  Went to Gula to join my friends for Warcraft - D-day .. while playing .. something happen with me and my girlfriend.  She's kinda upset where i'm supposed to teach her how to play.  =p Played couple of rounds till midnight and Fiona (my girlfriend) keep bugging saying that she wanna go home or else .. *she's a cinderella*  so i give in and send her home and send myself home too =p ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing particular happen to me today except for the earring.  No emotional .. as i am happy and no worries.  But i was thinking for an alternative job besides working full time at the cafe.  Which suitable job that won't class with my working hour in cafe.  Still thinking .. i guess will find out soon ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to wake up early later to spend time with my girlfriend before she goes to work.  Breakfast perhaps .. VCD .. hanging out at her place .. Maybe teach her Warcraft .. LOL =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109648552417910645?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109648552417910645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109648552417910645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109648552417910645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109648552417910645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/09/september-30th-2004.html' title='September 30th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109640243952506135</id><published>2004-09-29T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T04:13:59.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 29th 2004</title><content type='html'>It's 416 am in the morning.. Just got back from work.. have a couple of tea session.. Watched Real Madrid vs Roma on tv.. and back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's surprising to see the crowd that attend cafe today. Usually it doesn't happen cause it's still weekdays.. but anyway.. kinda tired cause i didn't get enough of sleep and there's a table keep on chatting when we are closing.. Bet they are drunk and talking bout family matters.. Hated a foreign lady who ordered Caffe Bailey.  I'm the one who took the order and she told me that she doesn't want ice..  so i expect it to be chill.. so when i serve her the drink, she repeated again that she doesn't want ice !! I appologies and make a Hot Caffe Bailey.  After a while, they left and i found out that the hot caffe bailey was drank a lil bit only.  She drinks only 1/8 of the drink.  I was wondering whether is the caffe bailey is bad or "No ICE".. I served her chill .. she doesn't want it .. i served her hot .. she drink a lil.. DAMN .. WHAT'S THE MATTER BITCH ? *a voice in my heart* But anyway .. i'm happy to make Thai Kafe .. I love doing it .. love to see the 4 layers of color when i make it.  Maybe 1 day i'll post all the picture i made.  Love doing drinks with layers. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering whether to go to class or not .. i have a morning class 830 - 1240 and continued by 1550 - 1750.  I never think about education anymore.  All i think is work work work ! and MY GOAL is a Coffee Bar just like the place i'm working currently.  Thought of asking a fortune teller to tell my future as i doesn't want failure in life.  Who wants failure anyway?  I don't mind failing cause i can learn the lesson .. but it's risky for me to open a coffee bar with my own sweat money.  A liquidation can make me a total lost.  Life is short but spending over the time is long .. i still have a long way to go .. i'm only 22 .. really wish i can know my future but future is in my hand.  Maybe things change after 5 years.  People change .. world change .. we don't know .. I don't wanna think bout it .. but i can't help it .. Wish there's someone who is elder than me that can talk to me.  Wish i could talk to my dad bout it but me and dad is not a good talking term.  We doesn't talk much.  It's kinda sad when i thought bout it. =( Maybe i dissapoint him too much and maybe doesn't wanna care bout me anymore.  If i think in the positive way.. he will always love and care bout me no matter what i did.  Just that he doesn't show any expression towards me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining cats and dogs now.. damn nice to sleep.. cold weather always makes me feel sleepy.  I guess i'll stop here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: F.A.M.I.L.Y :: - :: &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;ather &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nd &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;other &lt;strong&gt;I L&lt;/strong&gt;ove &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109640243952506135?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109640243952506135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109640243952506135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109640243952506135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109640243952506135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/09/september-29th-2004.html' title='September 29th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109635982019560761</id><published>2004-09-28T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T16:30:12.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 28th 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pick up my girl in the morning and we slept together till the afternoon. Plan to go out for lunch but i overslept .. sent her to work with her empty stomach .. so i bought some bread at the bakery near by. Hang out at the cafe where me and her working .. help out a lil .. not much .. took my lunch there too .. Now .. back home .. gonna pick her up later at 1800.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was chillin' there, there's this 2 middle age lady that looked a lil mental / spastic came into the cafe and drank some can drinks. My master charge them half the price of it. (I would do that too) Humans have feelings .. it's kinda pity to look at them. Both of them lived around my neighbourhood and what i know is .. they took advantages on people that offer them. Something will happen during CNY. Walking around asking for red packets day by day ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea .. about the drinks that i've created .. i wanna name them Blu'Berryake .. sounds weird huh? Well anyway .. it means Blue Berry Shake. Haven't talk to my boss as i don't have the courage to do so .. Maybe after the cafe renovation then i'll tell him bout the drink. New Uniform .. New Tag .. Mostly everything new .. Even the set of speakers were changed earlier on. The old 1 .. =p spoilt .. i think we blast too loud with the new song Nitty - Nasty Girl .. haha =) i think it's damn cool =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've skipped class again today .. my classmate smsed me and asked me to attend class. They are gonna take class picture with Miss Aud. I didn't turn up. Maybe i'm ashamed to see Miss. Poor attendance .. poor academic .. should had pay more attention in class and stop skipping. In Test 1 and Test 2, i've cheated. What's the point? Sigh ~! Final is coming .. around the corner .. a time where i should choose my own path of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where's James .. kinda miss him a lil where we used to spend our times together when in college .. He's my other half. Somesort like a partner in crime .. we war .. we raced .. we smoked .. we jammed .. we performed .. we joined competition (We are the &lt;strong&gt;CHAMPION&lt;/strong&gt; for the Solo Category and Duet Category - sweet 300 bucks total) .. HELL WE HAVE A GREAT TIME .. work together in the cafe .. (all those happy times) .. wonder is he happy like the way i do? Such friendship .. both parties have something in common .. Maybe i should call him later .. for a cup of tea or something .. CROOKED PUPPET RAWKZ ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for today .. maybe later will post in some .. Thank you for Reading =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109635982019560761?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109635982019560761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109635982019560761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109635982019560761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109635982019560761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/09/september-28th-2004.html' title='September 28th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109628376231837332</id><published>2004-09-27T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T19:17:38.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 27th 2004 - Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DAMN .. i just woke up - 1800 - am i that tired ? i skipped college the whole day .. woke up at 1300 to fetch my girlfriend to work and again at 1800 .. that's the time i wake up to pick her up and send her back home. She's kinda mad at me as she woke up early in the morning to call me to wake me up to go for classes .. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hardly sleep last night after i turned off the computer. I managed to sleep but woken up by a dream. Then i started to think bout the financial that i gonna keep and calculate them. I don't think it's enough and i'll try to find alternative way. I think i need to talk to some people that i know so that they can guide me into opening a coffee bar .. or perhaps get some books to read .. to gain knowledge all sorts .. Jack told me bout this idea which i think it's true ..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking bout the name of the drinks for my 2 house blend .. Wonder what it gonna be .. =) maybe my creation of drinks is a good start for listing them in my future cafe's menu =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta eat my dinner now .. damn hungry .. didn't eat the whole day .. signing off and going to work at 2030 .. if i'm not tired then maybe i'll write something later .. else i'm gonna zzZzZz =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109628376231837332?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109628376231837332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109628376231837332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109628376231837332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109628376231837332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/09/september-27th-2004-evening_27.html' title='September 27th 2004 - Evening'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109622491781674062</id><published>2004-09-27T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T03:02:11.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 27th 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;A tiring day for me as i did a split shift earlier on .. it's 3 in the morning .. damn tired but i stayed online to relax myself before heading to bed ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got to know bout the salary for full time job from my colleague .. sad to say .. it's kinda lil for me if i work full time only. What i'm aiming for the future is to open a coffee bar just like my boss as he's only older than me a year and look what he has achieved. Maybe he's my role model .. so i gonna save money to open my own cafe. Hopefully i will managed to open it with my own and girlfriend sweat money as we had talked bout it. Maybe i'll get 2 different job so that i can have more income and save up faster while getting experience and knowledge .. and IF THAT HAPPEN .. i will fill secure. I don't wanna spend my parents money cause i've wasted it a lot. Switching college blah blah blah .. all those education stuff .. Hope GOD bless me with everything i do right now onwards .. i don't mind about failure cause i know FAILURE IS THE KEY OF SUCCESS if you learn the lesson why you failed .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While working .. i get to know bout the Asia Championship Barista that gonna held in S'pore in mid October. Really hope my boss is going so that i can follow up and gain some knowledge .. Who knows 1 day i might be the Barista Champion =p .. that's a dream right now cause i'm an amateur. I'm still basic with coffee and i got lots more to learn. Now i'm starting to learn about latte art and it really impress me when i look at those pictures in the net. By the way i've created something new in Ice Blend .. i don't know what to name it and hopefully, my boss approved it as the DRINK OF THE MONTH for October. Thanks to Eila for letting me to do the drinks under her Staff Meal or else i have to pay for it .. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well .. i gotta sleep right now as i have classes later on early in the morning .. have a full day class till 1800 and gonna work again at 2130 .. Another tired day i'm gonna have .. =p .. To all the people who read .. i'm not asking for sympathy .. just maybe post some comment of advice so i'll improve myself. Thank you =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109622491781674062?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109622491781674062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109622491781674062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109622491781674062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109622491781674062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/09/september-27th-2004.html' title='September 27th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109619610461010509</id><published>2004-09-26T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T03:01:39.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 26th 2004 - Evening</title><content type='html'>I woke up around 1.00 pm today and i was late for work =p .. that's an usual thing .. Not really much customer as i complete some job .. Time flies real fast .. went to pick my girlfriend up .. told her that she's been accepted in Friends Cafe and start work tomorrow (she thought i'm joking) .. send her to Klanz cause she wanted to go there to check out some sling bag that she wanted but unfortunately .. she couldn't .. send her back home and promise i'll bring her to somewhere else to check out her bag and gave her a good bye kiss .. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Got back home .. typing this post while waiting for Jack .. he gonna pick me up soon and chill at some indian mamak stall which is preety cheap .. Unfortunately his bike punctured .. he had to push all the way to a repair shop and i feel guilty bout it. DAMN .. *sorry Jack* &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Nothing particular happened today .. still thinks a lil bout my future .. and tomorrow is the last week of studies .. then FINAL EXAM ! .. still waiting for Jack .. and hope something unusual will happen later on when i am working at 2130. Got a split shift today .. Signing off - At last Jack arrived =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109619610461010509?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109619610461010509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109619610461010509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109619610461010509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109619610461010509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/09/september-26th-2004-evening.html' title='September 26th 2004 - Evening'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463910.post-109614806427323837</id><published>2004-09-26T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T05:37:16.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 26th 2004</title><content type='html'>I used to be a a happy go lucky - no worries kinda guy. Started college last few months in a degree course, i'm kinda happy with it as i wasted too much time on diploma. But sad to say, this semester, i'm fucked up .. did badly in most of the subjects .. skipped classes and all sorts .. internal exam .. fail a few papers and FINAL exam is coming soon. i felt unsecure with what i had right now .. thinking bout the future .. what is it gonna be .. been thinking for quite number of days to overcome the problem i face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Jack was back here then as i went out with him for early breakfast and talk to him bout the situation i'm facing and he's been supporting me and really giving me good advice. Really thank him for that .. but somehow later .. i was in college for some classes and S talked to me .. and she asked me not to give up on studying as i struggled much during diploma level. she noticed i've changed from a happy go lucky no worry kinda guy to a moody tense kinda guy. I wonder does my face / look really revealed the problem i'm facing .. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Later, i get enough sleep and went for work. I really enjoyed working (i'm not workaholic) .. the people there makes me laugh and happy all the time .. jokes around .. makes me forget the worries / problems i have. Just got back home .. checked some emails and posted this blog as my first post. I guess this blog is a new friend of mine where i can express my feelings to when no one is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;* Wishing my father a HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463910-109614806427323837?l=mistabarista.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/feeds/109614806427323837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8463910&amp;postID=109614806427323837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109614806427323837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8463910/posts/default/109614806427323837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistabarista.blogspot.com/2004/09/september-26th-2004.html' title='September 26th 2004'/><author><name>MistaBarista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484937133618588297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/hero_antichrist/kevin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
