<?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-2484636117031797241</id><updated>2011-11-16T02:47:38.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MasterzJackz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-6827298353990567460</id><published>2011-06-07T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T08:54:18.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She</title><summary type='text'>Seems I'm writing back on blog, again. Well feel kinda miserable in this early morning.And yet I'm still hoping for the answer from she. I need to know, eventually she became my life motivator. Because her i be more mature and stable asap my career.Because of her , i everyday keep my work the best and even more the best.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/6827298353990567460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/6827298353990567460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2011/06/she.html' title='She'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-8887634495563369635</id><published>2011-02-09T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T15:01:39.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><summary type='text'>haha what a funny thing yesterday happen...i was sleeping then i dreamed back to my primary school life...i dreamed i was in a class, then run there run here is totally like back to primary school...it was so fun and a good dream. ^^</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/8887634495563369635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/8887634495563369635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2011/02/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-3845004390341942488</id><published>2010-12-21T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:49:43.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca Trip Part 1</title><summary type='text'>What an excited journey!!! Just coming back from there and it was quite fun and adventurous.We arriving over there around 5pm++ , then we find the condotel as they presume condo+hotel=condotel. LOLAfterward we arrive a place located inside A'famosa there.As soon we arrive there we pass by the guard house then we drive in... seems nobody at all.It was so quite and creepy.We dint't bother so keep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/3845004390341942488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/3845004390341942488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2010/12/malacca-trip-part-1.html' title='Malacca Trip Part 1'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-8145978045641041625</id><published>2010-10-14T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:12:55.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm...seems like need to be have some balance element of the blog ya...haha.from now on will put it on happy and sad either one both story~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/8145978045641041625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/8145978045641041625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2010/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-510547599427162801</id><published>2010-07-30T06:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:15:15.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early in The Morning</title><summary type='text'>well just now in morning just have argument with her...she asked me to close the door but how i'm gonna make it since i'm holding so much thing?den i told her tat i having problem to close it in very angry sound...den she not like it already...in car just scold and scold keep scolding....she say y i so silence?is not ur mouth are use to scold ppl de mar??? well fine....i scold back her den she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/510547599427162801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/510547599427162801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2010/07/early-in-morning.html' title='Early in The Morning'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-8398028864757184535</id><published>2010-07-15T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:16:29.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate!!!!</title><summary type='text'>today quite moody and upset....i also dunno why i will like tat......is there possible why i'm upseting?swt i also dunnow wat i saying....just get easily angry...haiz......just hope got someone tat canunderstand me in my heart.....i hate when someone did not understanding something den scold pplespecially scold after that onli understand the situation swt.....i'm done here today.....&gt;&lt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/8398028864757184535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/8398028864757184535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2010/07/hate.html' title='Hate!!!!'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-1532243922607096579</id><published>2010-06-17T09:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T09:29:44.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twice s Slap</title><summary type='text'>well just now gv her slapped not once instead of twice. y she slapping? when u hear u might say me stupid, idiot, and stubborn .... i make it her slap me.... at least make me much more better ,still noe the pain,still noe i'm lost yet , y i do like tat?? cuz i scare i'm going wrong road choose wrong path . . . . this slap make me understand many thing. i cannot whole life also need my cousin tell</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/1532243922607096579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/1532243922607096579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2010/06/twice-s-slap.html' title='Twice s Slap'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-4151025696237134128</id><published>2010-05-18T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T07:04:28.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say</title><summary type='text'>Something bothering about me....i also dunno y i feel like tat....it just feel like tat lo....the things come up like this is my childhood fren she already went to new york for study probally around 6 years ba over there already... well then is quite normal tat our relationship will drop when long time no catch up....i also dunno wat i say....as long i feels she already change a lot...quite a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/4151025696237134128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/4151025696237134128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2010/05/something-bothering-about-me.html' title='Nothing to say'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-4047295095418176126</id><published>2010-05-12T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:05:09.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Understand??</title><summary type='text'>Again,and again problem about my family never ends.One thing i also dunno i did wrong or right.If you owe your cousin money meanwhile you are over your budget plus you wan get a printing.Ok first is my wrong cuz i'm owning ppl money.That i not care but wat makes me so sad is she wans me when salary out give her rm100 just because she OVER HER BUDGET and not enough money to pay it....since i work </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/4047295095418176126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/4047295095418176126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2010/05/really-understand.html' title='Really Understand??'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-55899377630897396</id><published>2010-01-27T18:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T07:05:53.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Up</title><summary type='text'>Well seems i very very very long time also did not update my blog since dunno when....haha...a lot of things happen o...my uncle wedding la, Christmas la, new year la....Happy New Year....now upcoming is my birthday lo.....on 30 Jan.So excited le....cant wait until tat day wat i recieve.....maybe have maybe not...haha.Actually got or not also not so important lo,at least i still have fren &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/55899377630897396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/55899377630897396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-seems-i-very-very-very-long-time.html' title='Coming Up'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-6559517382332146290</id><published>2009-11-10T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:29:23.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless</title><summary type='text'>*sigh.....well today kind moody....becausefeel very useless....from my view i think my frenseems very look me down,everything also dunno to do...just make me dunno how to say....today is my most down theday....haiz.....dunno can tell who????? always think if i try my best den it will be ok....but den seems notvery effective...anyone who can save me!!!????</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/6559517382332146290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/6559517382332146290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/11/useless.html' title='Useless'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-6025276142563394763</id><published>2009-09-27T10:19:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T13:12:21.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanjung Sepat Vacation~</title><summary type='text'>Last Monday 21,I with my whole familygo to vacation at Tanjung Sepat,Sepang....nearby ba i think...^^we start our journey from grandma house at the morning around 9am...all the long way we chit chat,singing and of course ZZzzZZZzz lo...^@^Then few hour later we reach our first destination Gano Farm Homestay.It is a motel and also have a mushroom farm at the back there.....after finish visiting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/6025276142563394763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/6025276142563394763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/09/tanjung-sepat-vacation.html' title='Tanjung Sepat Vacation~'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sr7Qsm87IvI/AAAAAAAAABY/VveUq8TCIPg/s72-c/IMG_0612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-8711093674294225955</id><published>2009-09-12T20:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T21:32:11.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argue with Uncle</title><summary type='text'>haiz today also dunno what happen also.....just now afternoon just argue with my uncle because some sortof small matter....swt....i know i know i very 'xiao chi'....but he also wadhe ask me seems like not trust me at the all....that why i so mad about it....den suddenly my fourth auntie recommend me go Japan studyJapanese language...then apply dunno what.....after that my mum and uncle disagree </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/8711093674294225955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/8711093674294225955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/09/haiz-today-also-dunno-what-happen-also.html' title='Argue with Uncle'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-5775014787925776196</id><published>2009-09-12T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T20:44:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matta Fairs</title><summary type='text'>last fri till sun i do a part time work.....is matta fair.....very happy and also very tiredbut at least get a experience of working lo....plus also making new fren to...we also have learn some Japaneseword from sensei  one of the Apple ppl,i think...lol....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/5775014787925776196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/5775014787925776196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-fri-till-sun-i-do-part-time-work.html' title='Matta Fairs'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/SquXgJspsdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2SccJU99syM/s72-c/IMG_9999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-332799636192807869</id><published>2009-08-21T09:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T21:41:04.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blow up</title><summary type='text'>today this morning i just suddenly blow up my emotion tat i have keepit so loong......the person i was scold is my grandma.....i'm so pissed....i also dunno why i get such so angry about it.....everybody just only how to scold mesay i not use brain......i know i angry is my wrong.....but i such so angry also wan people notice mejust like just now even i so sad also nobody care me....they just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/332799636192807869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/332799636192807869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/08/blow-up.html' title='blow up'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-267901761396213082</id><published>2009-07-26T16:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:39:56.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring days</title><summary type='text'>*sigh.....another has passes.....today very very boring...just playing Facebook surf here surf there.....waiting restaurant city level upwhole day just repeat repeat and repeat....so decide to touch director one of myassignment. My theme is about Jay Chou....den tomorrow is monday....so boringabout packaging design.....actually is the lecturer problem ba....lol....Well i also don't know wan to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/267901761396213082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/267901761396213082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/07/sigh.html' title='Boring days'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-5981429417048062732</id><published>2009-07-15T13:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:38:58.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time~</title><summary type='text'>*sigh....so many month that i did not post any new post already.Actually is not i don't want to post....is just don't know want write what.Everyday the day past everyday i feel more boring.....unless when I'm in collage i think.At least when I at collage still have friends with me,talk and play with me....yeah...that make me still the life wont so bored....many thing has happen especially the dog</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/5981429417048062732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/5981429417048062732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-time.html' title='Long Time~'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1rMUu3t8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/U3RwBi8ocpw/s72-c/5853_98188597683_626572683_2214022_6919798_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-2772722336245452142</id><published>2009-04-13T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T08:55:54.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha!!!</title><summary type='text'>Haha!!! I think is really a good new ba...last  night i laugh! i did laugh....after so long i think i did it...i think i'm not hate my mum already...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/2772722336245452142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/2772722336245452142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/04/haha.html' title='Haha!!!'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-6239532409930528882</id><published>2009-04-13T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:43:06.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg~</title><summary type='text'>On 10/4/09 that day i pretty surprise when is sms with Stephanie...she told me every teen got stages where their mood are very weird.Huh? At the first i feel very weird...really have this kind of stage?haha even i also dunno really or not, but she say every teen sure got....OK lo...got lo....Then i told her I'm sure not in weird mood stage, i did hate my mum... She say who not hate they own mum!?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/6239532409930528882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/6239532409930528882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg.html' title='Omg~'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-3928785220743272437</id><published>2009-04-09T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:21:22.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sms</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday i just sms with my x gf. I told her this few week i having a big problem/facing a problem...and told her i starting hate my own family especially my mum,as usual i told her every times talk also end by arguing. I'm having some trouble doing assignment because the semester are going to end soon so will be rush a bit. She ask why hate your mum?assignment if u think very trouble then don't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/3928785220743272437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/3928785220743272437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/04/sms.html' title='The sms'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2484636117031797241.post-7888129301531693536</id><published>2009-04-07T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:23:58.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of the boy</title><summary type='text'>Haiz....it seems after Chinese new year many thing has change,like my mum....every times we talk always will end by arguing....so i rather be silent,because i already boring go through everyday by argue.I also don't know what is the problem and what going on?Since Chinese new year i feel i change a lot,i more silent then before i do.I used to very cheerful,playful and always make people happy and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/7888129301531693536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2484636117031797241/posts/default/7888129301531693536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masterzjackz.blogspot.com/2009/04/heart-of-boy.html' title='Heart of the boy'/><author><name>MasterzJackz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07540207688687546455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iiKSch7duVE/Sl1iraCg-1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/HaZ-7rJIPqI/S220/26062009025.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
