<?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-1050974980974687877</id><updated>2011-08-17T11:49:38.929+08:00</updated><category term='daily'/><category term='anime/manga'/><category term='strange'/><category term='school'/><category term='nonsense'/><category term='funny'/><category term='study'/><category term='start'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Pieces of me.</title><subtitle type='html'>Pieces of me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8940946191976067241</id><published>2010-01-07T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:49:36.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know why I choose to use SpybotSD software. The guy who wrote the license and agreement part was real sweet =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8940946191976067241?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8940946191976067241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8940946191976067241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8940946191976067241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8940946191976067241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-why-i-choose-to-use-spybotsd.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-4081612878694080860</id><published>2010-01-04T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:29:34.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling melancholic out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tình yêu như cánh chuồn chuồn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khi vui nó đậu khi buồn nó bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bao giờ trái đất ngừng quay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trái tim ngừng đập là ngày chia tay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lol wth.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4081612878694080860?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4081612878694080860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=4081612878694080860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4081612878694080860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4081612878694080860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2010/01/feeling-melancholic-out-of-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8878038269195107532</id><published>2010-01-02T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:05:11.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished reading an one-shot manga. And totally fell in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;Watashitachi no Shiawasena Jikan.&lt;br /&gt;The story is FREAKKKINGG sad. but it is truly BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;It is a story about a death-row convict and a suicidal pianist.&lt;br /&gt;They both lost faith in the world. Their views of the world were full of spite and hatred.&lt;br /&gt;By chance the girl was dragged to the prison to meet the guy.&lt;br /&gt;They were allowed only 30mins every Thursday to talk.&lt;br /&gt;At first they were reluctant to talk. but time went by and thay started to open up.&lt;br /&gt;And they started to gain the will to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr that's one of the mangas i have read recently.&lt;br /&gt;damn it, no time for homework&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i will just procrastinate lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8878038269195107532?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8878038269195107532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8878038269195107532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8878038269195107532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8878038269195107532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-finished-reading-one-shot-manga.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-5886464851416050426</id><published>2009-12-26T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:52:51.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i understand the danger of manga addiction.&lt;br /&gt;it gives you unrealistic ideals about your life.&lt;br /&gt;now i want a tsundere girlfriend like Reina , want a pretty and lovely wife like Natchi ; i want to live in a little house with an orange roof. i want my kids to be as cute as Yotsuba or Rin.&lt;br /&gt;argghh i should stop this ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-5886464851416050426?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/5886464851416050426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=5886464851416050426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5886464851416050426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5886464851416050426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/12/now-i-understand-danger-of-manga.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-6178676621144527507</id><published>2009-12-22T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:05:34.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday while I was digging up the old stuffs in my room, I found my old notebooks since secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;it struck me that my handwriting totally sucked&lt;br /&gt;well, when I took a look at my old notes, I realised how messy i was.&lt;br /&gt;the scribble was hardly illegible, and the note i took was all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;I read through about 15 pages in my notes, which comprised physics, maths, biology, geography and some random notes that I could not remember why did I put there.&lt;br /&gt;I found that to be a miracle that i successfully promoted through all my secondary school years.&lt;br /&gt;It kinda brought me back the pieces of memory of my life before coming to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I led a simple life throughout my secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;School was a place to play and to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Studying was never a worry. I spent a minimal amount of time to study, while the rest was spent on TV, computer games, and silly things with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;My class was without a doubt the best class in the whole level.&lt;br /&gt;My friends studied hard and played hard, we spent lots of quality time together, playing soccer, eating out, or simply talking about random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I really missed those times; that was a very good class, and I had many good friends there.&lt;br /&gt;well, it has been more than 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;time flies, man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without a word, tears fall. Without a word, my heart breaks down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without a word, I waited for love. Without a word, love hurts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I zone out. I become a fool because I cry looking at the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without a word, farewell finds me. without a word, the end comes to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i love this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-6178676621144527507?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/6178676621144527507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=6178676621144527507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6178676621144527507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6178676621144527507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-while-i-was-digging-up-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-2168337121106604819</id><published>2009-12-19T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:22:48.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Việt nam ta lại về nhì; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ngoài đường vắng vẻ người đi thẫn thờ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buồn cho mấy chị buôn cờ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buồn cho cái đám chực chờ đua xe; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vui cho mấy quán cà phê; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vui cho cái đám lô đề bóng banh; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Công an được ngủ ngon lành; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dân phòng không bị mặt xanh nanh vàng; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bệnh viện vẫn được khang trang; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Không bị cấp cứu hàng tràng chấn thương...; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bố mẹ sung sướng lên giường; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khỏi lo con cái ngoài đường đua xe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, I read on MLIA on how someone realized that two years ago, in the year of the cow, we had mad cow disease. Then in the year of the chicken, avian flu. And now, in the year of the pig, swine flu. I then realized that in 2012, it's the year of the dragon. Now I know why the world is going to end. MLIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-2168337121106604819?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/2168337121106604819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=2168337121106604819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2168337121106604819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2168337121106604819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/12/viet-nam-ta-lai-ve-nhi-ngoai-uong-vang.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-1668295140957771109</id><published>2009-12-12T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:26:21.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shin woo you must be the saddest guy on earth :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-1668295140957771109?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/1668295140957771109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3147345812357234257</id><published>2009-12-11T10:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:33:50.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i:&lt;br /&gt;- played cards until 2am then had emo talk until 5 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;- realised how innocent and carefree i was in the first two years in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;- and missed those times so much.&lt;br /&gt;- left boarding school for home. thanks to phong and edmund who spent some time sending me off.&lt;br /&gt;- met many old friends at the airport. we talked too much and had to rush to the boarding gate.&lt;br /&gt;- watched the sunset from airplane window. magnificent sight.&lt;br /&gt;- was welcomed at the airport by dad and sis. ang i realised the word "dad" and "sis" are both palindromic.&lt;br /&gt;- back at home and had a nice dinner as usual (: mom's cooking is da best yo!&lt;br /&gt;- met my grandparents again. they look so weak already. i felt very sad :(&lt;br /&gt;- had a nice and comfort sleep (:&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;- woke up at 530 to go play tennis with dad.&lt;br /&gt;- planned to eat 6 meals a day today with my sis (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it has been good yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3147345812357234257?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3147345812357234257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3147345812357234257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3147345812357234257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3147345812357234257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-i-played-cards-until-2am-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-4351043759804892776</id><published>2009-12-08T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:24:32.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Spend the whole morning doing useless things to keep life's going on.&lt;br /&gt;MLIA is fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, in a maths lesson we were learning algebra and someone asked the teacher "why do we learn this? when will we ever have to find X in real life?" Without even thinking she replied "if you end up as a pirate" New favourite teacher. MLIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4351043759804892776?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4351043759804892776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=4351043759804892776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4351043759804892776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4351043759804892776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-in-maths-lesson-we-were-learning.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8321316481918861335</id><published>2009-12-07T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:08:13.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"hey thigh cramp then do what arh?"&lt;br /&gt;"stretch lah, what else?"&lt;br /&gt;"hah why need to scratch? i thought got cramp"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwellls.. a good morning (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8321316481918861335?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8321316481918861335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8321316481918861335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8321316481918861335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8321316481918861335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-thigh-cramp-then-do-what-arh.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-5513377920677225487</id><published>2009-12-06T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:32:31.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ISL was a good week, and I enjoyed my time in Ben Tre and Ho Chi Minh&lt;br /&gt;I got to know new people.&lt;br /&gt;I did some constuction work.&lt;br /&gt;painting. scraping the doors and the walls. leveling the ground. cementing.&lt;br /&gt;things that i may never have a chance to do in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;and I was lucky to have such an experience.&lt;br /&gt;I got to know more people.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to friends, I talked to kids, I talked to parents.&lt;br /&gt;It made me understand more things, and in the same time it brought me many questions.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the places and the weather.&lt;br /&gt;it was such a long time since i came to the south.&lt;br /&gt;the last time was too long ago, and i actually forgot most of it.&lt;br /&gt;ben tre was nice province, quite peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;but we did not have chances to explore it much.&lt;br /&gt;the countryside was nice. the road was a bit small for the bus, and sometimes the bus had to stop to put up the electrical line overhead.&lt;br /&gt;i always loved the views of the countryside.&lt;br /&gt;the cooling winds breezed through, slightly slanted the whole rice field, the rustling sounds of the leaves and the golden-red colour of the sun in the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;relaxing and tranquilizing, it eased my mind and my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;the school we had to work in was not really the kind that i expected.&lt;br /&gt;it did not seem like it actually needs help.&lt;br /&gt;but it did not matter. we came to work and we worked. diligently.&lt;br /&gt;the food was enjoyable. A lot of different dishes, and quite the unfamiliar kind.&lt;br /&gt;the milk coffee was more of milk than coffee. sweet to the core.&lt;br /&gt;visited the families of poor people.&lt;br /&gt;it kind of pained me to see those things.&lt;br /&gt;they looked sad, they looked poor, they looked lonely and they looked pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;and it was painful to be not able to help them.&lt;br /&gt;played some old children game.&lt;br /&gt;brought back memories of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;sugarcoated childhood of a well-fed kid.&lt;br /&gt;i watched the tv again. boys over flowers korean version=))&lt;br /&gt;it was quite entertaining though.&lt;br /&gt;and the sight of 8 guys watching kungfu panda together was quite hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;ho chi minh city was quite pretty, a bit messy though.&lt;br /&gt;i learned that shopping is totally not my things.especially in the markets.&lt;br /&gt;the smell, the messiness and the crowd really took me aback.&lt;br /&gt;i watched the people racing after vetnam east timor match.&lt;br /&gt;quite something unique in vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;it may seem queer, but somehow it made me happy&lt;br /&gt;if i had a motorbike i would definitely join them.&lt;br /&gt;eating late at night, talking random stuffs at 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;chicken feet rocks.&lt;br /&gt;i will definitely miss this very short week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something a guy said during the trip really ticked my mind&lt;br /&gt;the kids are very easily fulfilled. they only need a few marbles to play, and they will be happy. not like us,we always demand things like ipods, psps, and can never be fulfilled .&lt;br /&gt;well it is really truly absolutely true.&lt;br /&gt;we really demand too much.&lt;br /&gt;we should look at the kids and learn from them.&lt;br /&gt;we complain about the school, about studying. they have to struggle a lot but they still come to school without complaints.&lt;br /&gt;we complain about our parents intervening too much into our life. their parents have to work the whole day and they have to play by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;they take the initiative to come up and talk with the strangers, and they offer to help us, sacrifice their short breaks between lessons.&lt;br /&gt;we say that we miss being a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;what's so nice about being a kid?&lt;br /&gt;the memories of being pampered? the nice times spending with the family, with the neighbourhood kids, or with friends in school?&lt;br /&gt;and now you feel irritated if your parents complain about you. you skip the time with people around you to do your own things..&lt;br /&gt;i really think it's all about yourself. cause you are more appreciative when you are a kid.&lt;br /&gt;you are happy if people compliment you, give you something, or just spend some time with you.&lt;br /&gt;so simple, but it can make your life so much enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;i should learn to appreciate my life more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some unknown reasons, i tend to enjoy manga like Usagi Drop and My Girl more.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, or just because the ultimate adorableness of those kids.&lt;br /&gt;well, kids really make me think a lot nowadays&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-5513377920677225487?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/5513377920677225487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=5513377920677225487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5513377920677225487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5513377920677225487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/12/isl-was-good-week-and-i-enjoyed-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7578842537184839658</id><published>2009-11-20T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:08:43.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Why did this joke cross the road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-To prove it wasn't lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why did the turtle cross the road?               &lt;br /&gt;-To get to the Shell Station!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A man escapes from prison where he has been for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns and finds a young couple in bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair, while tying the girl to the bed he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband tells his wife:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Listen, this guy's an escaped convict, look at his clothes! He probably spent lots of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck." If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To which his wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thought you were cute, and asked me if we had any vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you too!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why didn't the shrimp share his treasure?&lt;br /&gt;-Because he was a little shellfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-What kind of keys do kids like to carry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     -Coo-kies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family is sitting around the supper table. The son asks his father, "Dad, how many kinds of breasts are there?&lt;br /&gt;The father, surprised, answers, "Well, son, there are three kinds of breasts. In her twenties, a woman's breasts are like melons, round and firm. In her thirties to forties, they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit. After fifty, they are like onions."&lt;br /&gt;"Onions?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, you see them and they make you cry."&lt;br /&gt;This infuriated the wife and daughter. So the daughter said " Mom, how many kinds of penises are there?"&lt;br /&gt;The mother, surprised, smiles and looks at her daughter and answers, "Well dear, a man goes through three phases. In a man's twenties, his penis is like an oak tree, mighty and hard. In his thirties and forties, it is a birch, flexible but reliable. After his fifties, it is like a Christmas tree."&lt;br /&gt;"A Christmas tree?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, dead from the root up and the balls are for decoration only!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A panda walks into a bar, sits down and orders a sandwich. He eats, pulls out a gun and shoots the waiter dead. As the panda stands up to go, the bartender shouts, "Hey! Where are you going? You just shot my waiter and you didn't pay for the food."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The panda yells back, "Hey, man, I'm a panda. Look it up!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bartender opens his dictionary to panda: "A tree-climbing mammal of Asian origin, characterized by distinct black and white coloring. Eats shoots and leaves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my son a flat piece of cardboard for Christmas. It's what he's been asking for. Although, I'm still not entirely why he wants an ex-box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Why can't u find elephants hiding in trees?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Because they r very good at it lol  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student went to his teacher one day and asks,&lt;br /&gt;"Would you punish me for something I didn't do?"&lt;br /&gt;The teacher replies,&lt;br /&gt;"Of course not!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh great! I didn't do my homework."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7578842537184839658?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7578842537184839658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7578842537184839658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7578842537184839658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7578842537184839658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-did-this-joke-cross-road-to-prove.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7893636642962287067</id><published>2009-11-17T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T02:26:16.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life has been eventful recently.&lt;br /&gt;i found myself with less free time than before.&lt;br /&gt;even felt that i'm busier than the time of promo and pw.&lt;br /&gt;it may be a bit tiring. but it is good&lt;br /&gt;finished some personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;had some good talks with people.&lt;br /&gt;life's going in a good direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doing things stops me from thinking. it helps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7893636642962287067?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7893636642962287067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7893636642962287067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7893636642962287067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7893636642962287067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-has-been-eventful-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-1645314734498340583</id><published>2009-11-14T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:56:48.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had one of the worst day of my life today.&lt;br /&gt;a bad morning. a bad lunch. a bad afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;and a very bad night.&lt;br /&gt;it is something that i really don't want to mention, however i just wanna say i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;well, life is full of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;and those are not evenly mixed up. between two downs you can see an even deeper trough.&lt;br /&gt;you know what.&lt;br /&gt;when you are in a trough, you can just be positive and look forward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;cause you know tomorrow will be better than today.&lt;br /&gt;and on the way up you can see the sun right over the top of the hill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-1645314734498340583?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/1645314734498340583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=1645314734498340583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/1645314734498340583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/1645314734498340583'/><link rel='alternate' 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Is this true? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A: Your heart is only good for so many beats, and that's it... don't waste them on exercise. Everything wears out eventually. Speeding up your heart will not make you live longer; that's like saying you can extend the life of your car by driving it faster. Want to live longer? Take a nap. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: Should I cut down on meat and  eat more fruits and    vegetables? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A: You must grasp logistical efficiencies. What does a cow eat? Hay and corn. And what are these? vegetables. So a steak is nothing more than an efficient mechanism of delivering vegetables to your system. Need grain? Eat chicken. Beef is also a good source of field grass (green leafy vegetable). And a pork chop can give you 100% of your recommended daily allowance of vegetable products. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: Should I reduce my alcohol intake?  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A: No, not at all. Wine is made from fruit. Brandy is distilled wine, that means they take the water out of the fruity bit so you get even more of the goodness that way. Beer is also made out of grain. Bottoms up! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: How  can I calculate my body/fat ratio?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A: Well, if you have a body and you have fat, your ratio is one to one. If you have two bodies, your ratio is two to one, etc. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q: What are some of  the advantages of participating in a regular exercise program? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A: Can't  think of a single one, sorry.  My philosophy is: No Pain...Good!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q:  Aren't fried foods bad for you? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A: YOU'RE NOT LISTENING!!! ..... Foods are fried these days in vegetable oil. In fact, they’re permeated in it. How could getting more vegetables be bad for you? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q:  Will sit-ups help prevent me from getting a little    soft around the middle? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A: Definitely not! When you exercise a muscle, it gets bigger. You should only be doing sit-ups if you want a bigger stomach.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q:  Is chocolate bad for me?  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A:  Are you crazy? HELLO   Cocoa  beans ! Another vegetable!!!  It's the best feel-good food around! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q:  Is swimming well for your figure? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A:  If swimming is good for your figure, explain whales to me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Q:  Is getting in-shape important for my lifestyle? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A:  Hey!  'Round' is  a shape!  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, I hope this has cleared up any misconceptions you may have had about food and diets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-6464755990476577222?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/6464755990476577222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=6464755990476577222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6464755990476577222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6464755990476577222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/11/q-i-heard-that-cardiovascular-exercise.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7794465667705279870</id><published>2009-10-13T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:28:07.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stayed this morning at home slacking away.&lt;br /&gt;and learned many cool things that school may never teach us.&lt;br /&gt;learned a new word : hippopotomonstrosesquipedalcophobia.&lt;br /&gt;and luckily i do not suffer from it :D&lt;br /&gt;ambush worked well at first and brought nightmares to those bloody students and masters.&lt;br /&gt;but they learned to be cautious of it and started fighting back.&lt;br /&gt;things did not go really well in the underworld.&lt;br /&gt;need to deal with dmitri leonov faster before he causes anymore troubles.&lt;br /&gt;wah, how i hope for pw to end...&lt;br /&gt;felt like a grown-up who haven't gotten rid of his pacifier.&lt;br /&gt;need to take it out and challenge the world.&lt;br /&gt;open your microsoft word, create a new file and save it as "the world"&lt;br /&gt;then you can save the world anytime you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welllll, i'm bored&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7794465667705279870?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7794465667705279870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7794465667705279870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7794465667705279870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7794465667705279870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/10/stayed-this-morning-at-home-slacking.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-4437705783638336680</id><published>2009-10-10T09:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T10:16:00.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time sure flies fast. Sometimes it leaves me with no time to reflect about my life.&lt;br /&gt;the promo papers were okay. could not do it as well as i thought i could.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's okay though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fun batch outing right after promos.&lt;br /&gt;it has been 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered that day 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;That was a chilly morning. packed airport. my friends and my family went to send me off.&lt;br /&gt;no tears. or just i could not see clearly. hugged everyone. waved to them and slowly walked inside.&lt;br /&gt;saw a bunch of new people. who did not seem familiar at all. some were talking with their parents. some were chit-chatting. some stayed in their own world and did not even bother to talk.&lt;br /&gt;so that is the people i'm going to spend the next 4 years with, i thought.&lt;br /&gt;did not know much about them. i just hoped that we would get along together.&lt;br /&gt;3 years flashed by.&lt;br /&gt;and they have become my important friends.&lt;br /&gt;we talked, we played, we shared, we sympathised.&lt;br /&gt;it was inevitable for quarrels to happen.&lt;br /&gt;it was unavoidable for unhappy things to occur.&lt;br /&gt;it was inevasible for misunderstandings and certain disagreements&lt;br /&gt;but we are still the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;the scholarship brought many changes to my life, and they were the best things that i gained form it.&lt;br /&gt;so, to summarise it all, i love my batchmates. a lot. that words are not enough to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was an eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;h3 talk, sexuality talk, pw talk,ballet, op workshop.&lt;br /&gt;it was kind of exciting and fun. just that it was too many things at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;and it reminded me of pw. rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was games fest.&lt;br /&gt;well, it was kind of embarrasing for aqua.&lt;br /&gt;though, i had a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;scurrying around, talking to friends.&lt;br /&gt;the blazing sun, the scorching heat, and the heated excitement..&lt;br /&gt;well those can burn me to a crisp :)&lt;br /&gt;i thought that the event was not really well-organised&lt;br /&gt;but the fact that there were friends around wa s enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;uhm, i did see something that made me kind of pissed.&lt;br /&gt;but well, there are all kinds of people in the world, and some do not understand the meaning of having fun. i pity them.ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup. back to pw.&lt;br /&gt;and i need to get back in shape. soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4437705783638336680?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4437705783638336680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-5150690930480835997</id><published>2009-09-18T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:15:46.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TGIF!&lt;br /&gt;a decent friday it was.&lt;br /&gt;saw a cool action during assembly.&lt;br /&gt;not very special, but i found it quite cool :)&lt;br /&gt;pe was not very bad.&lt;br /&gt;but due to some unknown reasons i was pushed up to the front row&lt;br /&gt;and i definitely did hear somebody at the back said my name and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;was i that funny? i will seriously consider ponning pe &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sing for my dear vice cap&lt;br /&gt;i was suggesting bring him one round around the field&lt;br /&gt;but somehow the two 06 guys just wanted to throw him down.&lt;br /&gt;i was very very very sorry....&lt;br /&gt;then early lunch with the guys&lt;br /&gt;discussed about advertisements o.O&lt;br /&gt;hahah seriously, we are such a bunch of weirdos.&lt;br /&gt;fast forward to double lectures.&lt;br /&gt;there was quite a number of absentees today.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly woke up during chem and saw a big space in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;and since i did not want to be scolded during lecture so i stayed up until the end&lt;br /&gt;physic test was okay&lt;br /&gt;it was doable.&lt;br /&gt;if you did not mix up vertical and horizontal components of forces &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a bit irritated during chem practical. shouldn't have sit next to her. arrrgghh&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt something during pw.&lt;br /&gt;you should smile to bring up a pleasant atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;haha i should go around school and smile at random people =)&lt;br /&gt;well!&lt;br /&gt;long weekend ahead.&lt;br /&gt;i should sit back, relax and enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;venus mouse trap here i come :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3520259965120950970</id><published>2009-09-16T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T02:00:16.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i was proud that i did not fall asleep in class even once :D&lt;br /&gt;lessons were okay.&lt;br /&gt;crapped well for gp&lt;br /&gt;had a nice lunch&lt;br /&gt;exceeded my expectation for superposition lecture test&lt;br /&gt;pe was quite fun, but it was freaking hot.&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, bathed and slept like a pig until roll call.&lt;br /&gt;then turned on the computer and wasted my time all the way until now.&lt;br /&gt;just did not want to study at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out some interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;never know that i was so stalker-ish before.&lt;br /&gt;until i appeared in the stalker list of both phong and cris.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't think that's all...&lt;br /&gt;read my sister's note.&lt;br /&gt;and was damn touched by that.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that those two would be happy together&lt;br /&gt;all the best sis :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="gen"&gt;"Và rồi ta hứa sẽ quay trở lại&lt;br /&gt;Vào một ngày mai như hai người bạn&lt;br /&gt;Một ngày để quên tất cả lại nhớ về nhau&lt;br /&gt;Cùng năm tháng còn ấu thơ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Và ngày hôm nay anh như đứa trẻ&lt;br /&gt;Của ngày hôm qua xa xôi tìm về&lt;br /&gt;Lời thề tựa như ánh lửa sưởi ấm lòng anh&lt;br /&gt;Như chính em, cô gái đến từ hôm qua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tình yêu đầu trôi xa dư âm để lại&lt;br /&gt;Và nếu thuộc về nhau em sẽ trở lại&lt;span style="font-size: 1px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Và anh được thấy hoa rơi như cơn mưa&lt;br /&gt;Tươi thắm những con đường&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dường như là vẫn thế em không trở lại&lt;br /&gt;Mãi mãi là như thế anh không trẻ lại&lt;br /&gt;Dòng thời gian trôi như ánh sao băng&lt;br /&gt;Trong khoảng khắc qua chúng ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nhiều năm xa hạnh phúc anh muốn bên em&lt;br /&gt;Cuộc đời nay dẫu ngắn nỗi nhớ quá dài&lt;br /&gt;Và cũng đã đủ lớn để mong bé lại&lt;br /&gt;Như ngày hôm qua&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the vietnamese,but the lyrics were nice :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3520259965120950970?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3520259965120950970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3520259965120950970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3520259965120950970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3520259965120950970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-i-was-proud-that-i-did-not-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8377312463883163724</id><published>2009-09-13T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:25:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the holiday has gone by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't done a lot of things this week.&lt;br /&gt;my maths revision package is still in vietnam with Khoa.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't finished reaction kinetics tutorial cos i was too lazy to draw the graphs.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't read and done the chem and physic last year promo paper.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't read the case study for econs&lt;br /&gt;i haven't done gp homework&lt;br /&gt;i haven't done what i should do for pw.&lt;br /&gt;i am getting lazier and weaker.&lt;br /&gt;oh my, what have i done throughout the whole holiday?&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;it's okay it's alright&lt;br /&gt;it has been my perpetual problems to deal with upcoming deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welllllls. it will be okay. affirmative.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving my life, and i hope the feeling is mutual :D&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to coming to school tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8803443392549956179</id><published>2009-09-11T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:14:43.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a good day today :)&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7 in the morning. still cannot believe i could wake up in time.&lt;br /&gt;reached school at 740 to play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;felt very tired, but i managed to play without getting any cramps yupp!&lt;br /&gt;after 3 weeks of not touching the ball, my legs felt totally different.&lt;br /&gt;my touches were horrible.&lt;br /&gt;it was okay though, the match was.&lt;br /&gt;we played for fun, and we got the fun&lt;br /&gt;went back hostel to change.&lt;br /&gt;then left again for pw.&lt;br /&gt;met and talked with wang han along the way to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;took 66 to jurong east.&lt;br /&gt;met lauren along the way.&lt;br /&gt;sherryn and hsiu yen came too.&lt;br /&gt;we did our so-called pilot test.&lt;br /&gt;it was not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;at least we got some things to show.&lt;br /&gt;and the kids were damn funny&lt;br /&gt;ate at a nearby hawker centre.&lt;br /&gt;then we all took bus, wanted to go nlb but suddenly changed our minds and went to jurong east library instead.&lt;br /&gt;did a bit of pw there.&lt;br /&gt;lauren and I had a fun time struggling with the microfilms.&lt;br /&gt;stupid library, it's not like everyone is smart like me, so you should have put a long and detailed instructions on how to operate that freaking machines.&lt;br /&gt;a couple of hours spent in the library.&lt;br /&gt;we said bye to sherryn then we there took bus back.&lt;br /&gt;i was the last of the three to alight, and luckily i did not fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;went back by the side gate, and walked across the field to the tennis court.&lt;br /&gt;it felt really relaxing, walking alone in the middle of the field, no one watching you, having nothing to worry in mind, enjoying the breeze, breathing in the smell of the field..&lt;br /&gt;played tennis with minh and tung for a while.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to coronation for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;met a senior there, and we all had a nice chat for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;it was such a long time since the last we talked to each other.&lt;br /&gt;a pleasant coincidence for the day.&lt;br /&gt;the trip back to hostel was short and not worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sadly the first day of this holiday that i spent most of my time outside.&lt;br /&gt;having a change once in a while was good.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i walked or played a tad too much today.&lt;br /&gt;my legs do not feel too well now.&lt;br /&gt;felt like if i exert too much on it i might just snap and break into two halves.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate it when i cannot enjoy my life due to some stupid things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells. please, legs, heal faster.&lt;br /&gt;feeling happy. smile, people :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8803443392549956179?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8803443392549956179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8803443392549956179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8803443392549956179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8803443392549956179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/09/had-good-day-today-woke-up-at-7-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-6180137355371585655</id><published>2009-09-07T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:28:54.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lúc trước, có hai người yêu nhau. Một ngày, bọn họ cùng nhau đi du lịch, trên đường gặp mưa lớn, vừa kịp tới một căn nhà hoang để tránh mưa, lưu lại qua đêm. Trong phòng này chỉ có một chiếc giường, hai người tuy là yêu nhau nhưng cũng không vượt qua lễ giáo. Cô bé kia thương cậu bé nên không đành lòng để người tình nằm dưới đất mới cho cậu bé kia ngủ cùng giường, ngăn giữa hai người là chiếc gối, trên gối viết một tự điều: &lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;’vượt qua đây là cầm thú’&lt;/span&gt;. Cậu bé kia cũng là quân tử, thật sự ẩn nhẫn một đêm không làm loạn gì cả.Sáng sớm hôm sau, cô bé kia tỉnh lại, đột ngột rời đi không từ biệt, chỉ lưu lại một câu :&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;Ngay Cả Cầm Thú Cũng Ko Bằng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-6180137355371585655?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/6180137355371585655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=6180137355371585655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6180137355371585655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6180137355371585655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/09/luc-truoc-co-hai-nguoi-yeu-nhau.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7266855006166277132</id><published>2009-09-02T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:45:11.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really want to keep my blog alive. but it just seems very hard since i don't know how to start.&lt;br /&gt;life's getting weird recently. i got lost in my own thoughts too many times that i don't bother to think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i really think i should try to talk more and more. i need something interesting to keep me alive.&lt;br /&gt;recently i have been infected with a not-so-new but non-lethal illness.&lt;br /&gt;it is a curable illness. there has been no prescription to deal with it yet. it just heals naturally.&lt;br /&gt;however it lasts for an indeterminate period of time, and it causes a lot of irritation for the victims.&lt;br /&gt;yah it's boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to me if you're bored too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7266855006166277132?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7266855006166277132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7266855006166277132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7266855006166277132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7266855006166277132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-really-want-to-keep-my-blog-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7935379666436020839</id><published>2009-08-21T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:50:22.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: normal; line-height: 15px;font-family:'lucida grande';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Do you suffer from the effects of MHN1? Are you a carrier? Read the symptoms and find out. Your friends may be at risk. Symptoms include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong desire to blow any horn/trumpet/instrument you see.&lt;br /&gt;The twitches (index finger on dominant hand twitches every 15 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;You don't eat cheese, but can describe the properties / features of most types&lt;br /&gt;Your life is planned into 14 and a half minute intervals&lt;br /&gt;You sit at work planning your next assault against the evil hooded one&lt;br /&gt;Most of your FB status updates are gibberish to your friends, but all of the random ppl you have never met, but are friends with understand completely.&lt;br /&gt;When your friends buy pet mice you instantly start to wonder where you left your ACRONYM and Polar base...&lt;br /&gt;You lose sleep because sleep gets in the way of your hunting strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/board.php?app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;xid=mousehunt_tavern&amp;amp;c_url=http%253A%252F%252Fapps.facebook.com%252Fmousehunt%252Fboards.php&amp;amp;r_url=http%253A%252F%252Fapps.facebook.com%252Fmousehunt%252Fboards.php&amp;amp;sig=0e6fc603c9144e75c5c833fb6fb86638#/topic.php?xid=mousehunt_tavern&amp;amp;app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;c_url=http%253A%252F%252Fapps.facebook.com%252Fmousehunt%252Fboards.php&amp;amp;r_url=http%253A%252F%252Fapps.facebook.com%252Fmousehunt%252Fboards.php&amp;amp;sig=0e6fc603c9144e75c5c833fb6fb86638&amp;amp;topic=40432" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=1964ec9864a2b65aa441292d6e0aab24&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This virus is extremely contagious. You might notice that after a while, even if you only suffer minor symptoms, that more and more of your friends are starting to show signs of infection. But don't fear, you can fight this virus together, simply form what clinical trials have dubbed a hunting group, and catch all the little mice that are to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This virus seems to be spread by little electronic mice, much like the plague, but better for you and society. Doctors are currently working on a "cure" for some of the major afflictions, such as work and family gatherings, but a surefire solution is still a long way off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/board.php?app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;xid=mousehunt_tavern&amp;amp;c_url=http%253A%252F%252Fapps.facebook.com%252Fmousehunt%252Fboards.php&amp;amp;r_url=http%253A%252F%252Fapps.facebook.com%252Fmousehunt%252Fboards.php&amp;amp;sig=0e6fc603c9144e75c5c833fb6fb86638#/topic.php?xid=mousehunt_tavern&amp;amp;app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;c_url=http%253A%252F%252Fapps.facebook.com%252Fmousehunt%252Fboards.php&amp;amp;r_url=http%253A%252F%252Fapps.facebook.com%252Fmousehunt%252Fboards.php&amp;amp;sig=0e6fc603c9144e75c5c833fb6fb86638&amp;amp;topic=40432" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=10337532241&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=1964ec9864a2b65aa441292d6e0aab24&amp;amp;position=3&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;To help in combating this virus, I ask that you post any symptoms that you may notice, or that we researches may have missed, also to help prevent your friends from becoming infected we strongly suggest that you bring them into the fold so they can help to cull the mouse population.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7935379666436020839?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7935379666436020839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7935379666436020839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7935379666436020839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7935379666436020839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-you-suffer-from-effects-of-mhn1-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-1112941057507408873</id><published>2009-08-16T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:41:14.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 18th birthday phong and minh.&lt;br /&gt;wish you all the best. even i know it won't happen, cause nothing's good enough to be the best for you two:)&lt;br /&gt;just know that i love ya, bros.&lt;br /&gt;things happen too fast these days.&lt;br /&gt;i need to slow myself down.&lt;br /&gt;kind of my fault for not being myself.&lt;br /&gt;sorry ppl if i was being weird&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-1112941057507408873?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/1112941057507408873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=1112941057507408873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/1112941057507408873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/1112941057507408873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-18th-birthday-phong-and-minh.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-6415316062171918803</id><published>2009-08-08T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:47:57.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we are frustrated that the kids aren't old enough&lt;br /&gt;and we'll be more content when they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we're frustrated that we have teenagers to deal with. We will certainly be happy when they are out of that stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our spouse gets his or her act together, when we get a nicer car, are able to go on a nice vacation, when we retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, there's no better time to be happy than right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not now ... &lt;i&gt;when&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life will always be filled with challenges. It's best to admit this to yourself and decide to be happy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite quotes comes from Alfred D Souza ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin.&lt;br /&gt;But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This perspective has helped me to see that there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, treasure every moment that you have. And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time ... and remember that time waits for no one ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop waiting until you finish school ... until you go back to school ... until you lose ten pounds ... until you gain ten pounds ... until you have kids ... until your kids leave the house ... until you start work ... until you retire ... until you get married ... until you get divorced ... until Friday night ...  until Sunday morning ... until you get a new car or home ... until your car or home is paid off ... until spring, until summer ... until fall ... until winter ... until you are off welfare ... until the first or fifteenth ... until your song comes on ... until you've had a drink ... until you've sobered up ... until you die ... until you are born again to decide that there is no better time than right now to be happy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a journey ... not a destination!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Work like you don't need money,&lt;br /&gt;Love like you've never been hurt,&lt;br /&gt;And dance like no one's watching."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crystalboyd.com/" target="_new"&gt;Crystal Boyd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-6415316062171918803?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/6415316062171918803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=6415316062171918803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6415316062171918803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6415316062171918803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-convince-ourselves-that-life-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3351955686027185979</id><published>2009-08-01T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:17:56.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha hôm nay lên facebook thấy bà chị mình viết mấy dòng thơ&lt;br /&gt;tự nhiên nổi máu dở hơi lên viết mấy dòng&lt;br /&gt;(em thề là cái này em tự viết các bác ạ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuộc đời anh như vài trang sách cổ&lt;br /&gt;đọc mỏi cổ cũng có được gì hay&lt;br /&gt;cuộc đời anh chỉ ngắn vài gang tay&lt;br /&gt;mới loay hoay chưa chi mà đã chết&lt;br /&gt;cuộc đời anh lết ba lết bết&lt;br /&gt;giàu như gates mãi chỉ là ước mơ&lt;br /&gt;cuộc đời anh như cái bánh mỳ bơ&lt;br /&gt;rẻ bất ngờ sao không ai thèm lấy&lt;br /&gt;đời anh khổ sao mà chẳng ai thấy&lt;br /&gt;em ở đấy mang lại chút niềm vui&lt;br /&gt;thôi phen này anh quyết định sẽ lên núi&lt;br /&gt;sống lúi húi cảnh đất rừng hoang sơ&lt;br /&gt;ngơ ngẩn buổi sáng, chiều viết mấy dòng thơ&lt;br /&gt;đêm nằm mơ nghĩ đên em rồi bật khóc&lt;br /&gt;liếc bản thân tự buồn rồi trách móc&lt;br /&gt;nghĩ đến trọc cũng chẳng thấu được điều chi&lt;br /&gt;ước ngày xưa mình là thằng có ý chí&lt;br /&gt;phải vậy thì giờ đã hết khổ từ lâu&lt;br /&gt;ngồi tư lự qua mấy chục đêm thâu&lt;br /&gt;lẩm bẩm mấy câu cười không ra thành tiếng&lt;br /&gt;...... khổ quá =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3351955686027185979?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3351955686027185979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3351955686027185979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3351955686027185979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3351955686027185979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/08/haha-hom-nay-len-facebook-thay-ba-chi.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-321108313020977223</id><published>2009-07-29T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:14:22.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Times New Roman,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="alignright"&gt;Hai cha con bước đi trên cát&lt;br /&gt;Ánh mặt trời rực rỡ biển xanh&lt;br /&gt;Bóng cha dài lênh khênh&lt;br /&gt;Bóng con tròn chắc nịch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sau trận mưa đêm rả rích&lt;br /&gt;Cát càng mịn biển càng trong&lt;br /&gt;Cha dắt con đi dưới ánh mai hồng&lt;br /&gt;Nghe con bước lòng vui phơi phới&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con bỗng lắc tay cha khẽ hỏi:&lt;br /&gt;"Cha ơi sao xa kia chỉ thấy nước, thấy trời&lt;br /&gt;Không thấy nhà, không thấy cây&lt;br /&gt;Không thấy người ở đó? "&lt;br /&gt;Cha mỉm cười xoa đầu con nhỏ&lt;br /&gt;"Theo cánh buồm đi mãi đến nơi xa&lt;br /&gt;Sẽ có cây có cửa có nhà&lt;br /&gt;Vẫn là đất nước của ta&lt;br /&gt;Những nơi đó cha chưa hề đi đến"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cha lại dắt con đi trên cát mịn&lt;br /&gt;Ánh nắng chảy đầy vai&lt;br /&gt;Cha trầm ngâm nhìn mãi cuối chân trời&lt;br /&gt;Con lại trỏ cánh buồm xa hỏi khẽ:&lt;br /&gt;"Cha mượn cho con cánh buồm trắng nhé&lt;br /&gt;Để con đi...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lời của con hay tiếng sóng thầm thì&lt;br /&gt;Hay tiếng của lòng cha từ một thời xa thẳm?&lt;br /&gt;Lần đầu tiên trước biển khơi vô tận&lt;br /&gt;Cha gặp lại mình trong ước mơ con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeu bai nay` the' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...Có những dòng lệ nhỏ&lt;br /&gt;Khiến đá hóa trái tim&lt;br /&gt;Có nỗi buồn triền miên&lt;br /&gt;Làm trái tim hóa đá...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-2785151885963068969</id><published>2009-07-27T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:47:31.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chuyện cổ tích về loài người&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trời sinh ra trước nhất&lt;br /&gt;Chỉ toàn là trẻ con&lt;br /&gt;Trên trái đất trụi trần&lt;br /&gt;Không dáng cây ngọn cỏ&lt;br /&gt;Mặt trời cũng chưa có&lt;br /&gt;Chỉ toàn là bóng đêm&lt;br /&gt;Không khí chỉ màu đen&lt;br /&gt;chưa có màu sắc khác&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mắt trẻ con sáng lắm&lt;br /&gt;Nhưng chưa thấy gì dâu!&lt;br /&gt;Mặt trời mới nhô cao&lt;br /&gt;Cho trẻ con nhìn rõ:&lt;br /&gt;Màu xanh bắt đầu cỏ&lt;br /&gt;Màu xanh bắt đầu cây&lt;br /&gt;Cây cao bằng gang tay&lt;br /&gt;Lá cỏ bằng sợi tóc&lt;br /&gt;Cái hoa bằng cái cúc&lt;br /&gt;Màu đỏ làm ra hoa&lt;br /&gt;Chim bấy giờ sinh ra&lt;br /&gt;Cho trẻ nghe tiếng hót&lt;br /&gt;tiếng hót trong bằng nước&lt;br /&gt;Tiếng hót cao bằng mây&lt;br /&gt;Những làn gió thơ ngây&lt;br /&gt;Truyền âm thanh đi khắp&lt;br /&gt;Muốn trẻ con được tắm&lt;br /&gt;Sông bắt đầu làm sóng&lt;br /&gt;Sông cần đến mênh mông&lt;br /&gt;Biển có từ thủa đó&lt;br /&gt;Biển thì cho ý nghĩ&lt;br /&gt;Biển sinh cá sinh tôm&lt;br /&gt;Biển sinh những cánh buồm&lt;br /&gt;Cho trẻ con đi khắp&lt;br /&gt;Đám mây cho bóng rợp&lt;br /&gt;Trời nắng mây theo che&lt;br /&gt;Khi trẻ con tập đi&lt;br /&gt;Đường có từ ngày đó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nhưng còn cần cho trẻ&lt;br /&gt;Tình yêu và lời ru&lt;br /&gt;Cho nên mẹ sinh ra&lt;br /&gt;Để bế bồng chăm sóc&lt;br /&gt;Mẹ mang về tiếng hát&lt;br /&gt;Từ cái bống cái bang&lt;br /&gt;Từ cái hoa rất thơm&lt;br /&gt;Từ cánh cò rất trắng&lt;br /&gt;Từ vị gừng rất đắng&lt;br /&gt;Từ vết lấm chưa khô&lt;br /&gt;Từ đầu nguồn cơn mưa&lt;br /&gt;Từ bãi sông cát vắng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biết trẻ con khát khao&lt;br /&gt;Chuyện ngay xuă,ngày sau&lt;br /&gt;Không hiểu là từ đau&lt;br /&gt;Mà bà về từ đó&lt;br /&gt;Kể cho bao chuyện cổ&lt;br /&gt;Chuyện con cóc nàng tiên&lt;br /&gt;Chuyyẹn cô Tấm ở hiền&lt;br /&gt;Thằng Lý Thông ở ác...&lt;br /&gt;Mái tóc bà thì bạc&lt;br /&gt;Con mắt bà thì vui&lt;br /&gt;Bà kể đến suốt đời&lt;br /&gt;Cũng không sao hết chuyện&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muốn cho trẻ hiểu biết&lt;br /&gt;Thế là bố sinh ra&lt;br /&gt;Bố bảo cho biết ngoan&lt;br /&gt;Bố dạy cho biết nghĩ&lt;br /&gt;Rộng lắm là mặt bể&lt;br /&gt;Dài là con đường đi&lt;br /&gt;Núi thì xanh và xa&lt;br /&gt;Hình tròn là trái đất&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chữ bắt đầu có trước&lt;br /&gt;Rồi có ghế có bàn&lt;br /&gt;Rồi có lớp có trường&lt;br /&gt;Và sinh ra thầy giáo...&lt;br /&gt;Cái bảng bằng cái chiếu&lt;br /&gt;Cục phấn từ đá ra&lt;br /&gt;Thầy viết chữ thật to:&lt;br /&gt;Chuyện loài người trước nhất&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;kind of relieved, kind of sad.&lt;br /&gt;had a batch outing full of joys and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;hearing good news, hearing bad news.&lt;br /&gt;discovering some interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;life is not like chemistry. forming a bond requires energy.&lt;br /&gt;selfish and selfless.&lt;br /&gt;intriguing and fascinating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-2785151885963068969?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/2785151885963068969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=2785151885963068969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2785151885963068969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2785151885963068969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/07/chuyen-co-tich-ve-loai-nguoi-troi-sinh.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-723238337294497093</id><published>2009-07-23T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:52:03.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cuộc đời phải nói là có chút kỳ lạ.&lt;br /&gt;đúng là có lẽ ai cũng chỉ thích đc sống vui vẻ hạnh phúc&lt;br /&gt;sống vui thì phải nói là sướng.&lt;br /&gt;nhưng đôi khi buồn cũng có cái hay của nó&lt;br /&gt;tự ngộ ra thêm nhiều điều, hiểu rõ thêm về cái này cái kia&lt;br /&gt;nói tóm lại thì có vui hay buồn thì cũng có cái riêng của nó&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;được thế thì đã tốt&lt;br /&gt;dạo này mình có tí hơi điên điên&lt;br /&gt;buồn chẳng ra buồn vui chẳng ra vui&lt;br /&gt;có buồn cũng chẳng buồn trọn vẹn, vui cũng chẳng vui hết mình&lt;br /&gt;cứ lấp lửng dang dở ở giữa chừng&lt;br /&gt;thà nó cứ ra hẳn vui hẳn buồn đi...&lt;br /&gt;chả thông suốt được cái gì. cũng chả vui vẻ gì&lt;br /&gt;chỉ có confused. chỉ có phân vân.&lt;br /&gt;nếu cứ optimistic quá thì cũng ko đúng. pessimistic thì càng ko&lt;br /&gt;nếu mà cứ indifferent thì lại càng chẳng ra thể thống gì.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;đời sống cứ lộn tùng phèo.&lt;br /&gt;mình ở nguyên một chỗ thì mọi người lại thay đổi.&lt;br /&gt;mà mỗi người thay đổi 1 kiểu&lt;br /&gt;chẳng biết nên làm j&lt;br /&gt;cũng ko biết tìm đến ai&lt;br /&gt;cảm giác cứ hụt hẫng.&lt;br /&gt;thỉnh thoảng lại dở hơi ko ai chơi muốn ngồi emo 1 mình&lt;br /&gt;nhưng ngồi 1 mình thì lại thèm hơi người..&lt;br /&gt;mk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;đấy đầu óc thì ngổn ngang&lt;br /&gt;học hành thì càng quái&lt;br /&gt;cái mình làm tốt thì cũng ko thấy vui&lt;br /&gt;nhưng cái mình làm kém thì lại buồn&lt;br /&gt;rồi lại tự ai ủi bản thân là buồn làm đếk j&lt;br /&gt;nhưng vui cũng ko mà buồn cũng ko thì nó lại càng hãm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hồi trước chắc mình chẳng bao giờ thế này&lt;br /&gt;tự nhiên dạo này lại giở chứng&lt;br /&gt;thôi kệ nó&lt;br /&gt;rồi sẽ đến lúc nó tự hết.&lt;br /&gt;mong là nhanh nhanh lên&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-723238337294497093?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/723238337294497093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=723238337294497093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/723238337294497093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/723238337294497093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/07/cuoc-oi-phai-noi-la-co-chut-ky-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-5808885848738474483</id><published>2009-06-28T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:08:38.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cts should just get started already.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get over with it asap.&lt;br /&gt;i would gladly finish all the papers in 2 days or so... just finish already.&lt;br /&gt;it makes people feeling uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;well i'm a bit too indifferent, so it doesn't affect me much.&lt;br /&gt;but other people around me keep getting worked up about it.&lt;br /&gt;tests cannot kill you know.&lt;br /&gt;so to all of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;own that freaking common tests.&lt;br /&gt;we can do it, yea :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-5808885848738474483?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/5808885848738474483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=5808885848738474483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5808885848738474483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5808885848738474483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/06/cts-should-just-get-started-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-5187854493375150185</id><published>2009-06-17T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:28:26.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes you need a time for your own&lt;br /&gt;just to reflect what you have done and how you did it, what you have not done and why you have not done it.&lt;br /&gt;you may think that you want something, but you do not really want it.&lt;br /&gt;you may think that you do not want something, but you will miss it.&lt;br /&gt;those are evidence that you do not understand yourself.&lt;br /&gt;well, plainly stupid ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;maybe longing for something gives meaning for human's existence...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-5187854493375150185?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/5187854493375150185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=5187854493375150185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5187854493375150185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5187854493375150185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-you-need-time-for-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-210383640772196120</id><published>2009-06-14T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:46:26.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. stop hiding who you really are&lt;br /&gt;2. start being intensely selfish&lt;br /&gt;3. stop following the rules&lt;br /&gt;4. start scaring yourself&lt;br /&gt;5. stop taking it all so damn seriously&lt;br /&gt;6. start getting rid of the crap&lt;br /&gt;7. stop being busy&lt;br /&gt;8. start something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote:&lt;br /&gt;knowledge is a process of piling up facts; wisdom lies in their simplification.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-210383640772196120?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/210383640772196120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=210383640772196120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/210383640772196120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/210383640772196120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3140867628883832783</id><published>2009-06-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:06:05.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trải qua 2030km ngồi trên oto vượt qua hết đường rừng, đường núi, đường đèo, đường thẳng, đường cong, đường chéo, đường trung tâm, đường trung tuyến, đường trung bình cũng như đường trung trực, đường cao đường thấp đường vừa vừa, đường gồ ghề, đường khúc khuỷu, đường quốc lộ cũng như tỉnh lộ, huyện lộ, xã lộ, thôn lộ và thậm chí cả thành phố lộ, cuối cùng mình cũng quay trở về nhà sau 1 tuần đi chơi hùng hục...&lt;br /&gt;mệt chết được&lt;br /&gt;biết thêm nhiều thứ. thấy thêm nhiều thứ&lt;br /&gt;thik thêm 1 số thứ. khó chịu thêm 1 số thứ&lt;br /&gt;thêm đc ít cân nặng bớt đc tí trí tuệ&lt;br /&gt;bớt đc nghiện milk tea đâm ra nghiện nâu đá&lt;br /&gt;lên cơn nghiện vật nhắn tin với internet =)&lt;br /&gt;hehehe hôm nào rỗi thì viết lại :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3140867628883832783?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3140867628883832783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3140867628883832783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3140867628883832783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3140867628883832783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/06/trai-qua-2030km-ngoi-tren-oto-vuot-qua.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7947021190845997240</id><published>2009-06-05T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:44:26.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mới xem xong trận bán kết roland garros&lt;br /&gt;soderling với gonzalez&lt;br /&gt;f-ing nice&lt;br /&gt;yeahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7947021190845997240?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7947021190845997240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7947021190845997240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7947021190845997240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7947021190845997240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/06/moi-xem-xong-tran-ban-ket-roland-garros.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-2794520255488026437</id><published>2009-06-05T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:47:29.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hà Nội ngày 5 tháng 6 năm 2009&lt;br /&gt;ngày thứ 1:&lt;br /&gt;hổ vằn số hiệu tr302 đáp xuống cảng hàng không quốc gia Nội Bài vào lúc 20:36 giờ địa phương&lt;br /&gt;có lẽ là cả đời mình mới có đc con hổ chạy đúng h.&lt;br /&gt;báo hiệu một lần về nhà suôn sẻ hơn bình thường :)&lt;br /&gt;cũng do được làm công tác tư tưởng từ trước, bố mẹ ko lao vào mình và gào thét con ơi sao con gầy thế&lt;br /&gt;yên ả quá mức bình thường&lt;br /&gt;nhẹ nhàng lên xe đi về nhà, làm một hộp xôi ăn cực ngon (:&lt;br /&gt;hà nội vẫn thế, chả có gì khác mấy&lt;br /&gt;nói chuyện với pama 1 lúc thì mệt, quay ra nhìn ngắm đường phố&lt;br /&gt;đường phố hà nội chả cần làm gì cũng thấy thú vị&lt;br /&gt;đi ngang qua 1 góc phố có cái biển "rửa xe bằng nước sạch" đập ngay vào mắt&lt;br /&gt;hic thế chả lẽ xưa nay dân ta rửa xe bằng nước bẩn à.....&lt;br /&gt;dọc đường đê, nhà lúp xúp lúp xúp, xen kẽ với những cửa hàng cửa hiệu nhìn out of place 1 cách lạ kỳ&lt;br /&gt;giữa đường âu cơ, mình đảm bảo có thấy 1 cái cửa hàng ghi tên "Phở bò họ Cồ"&lt;br /&gt;xưa nay mình chưa có cơ may gặp đc ai họ Cồ, và cũng ko chắc là đã từng nghe có ai họ Cồ nổi tiếng làm phở chưa&lt;br /&gt;ko sao, có lẽ là do mình nhà quê.&lt;br /&gt;Long Biên nhìn là lạ.&lt;br /&gt;nó phân cách đường loạn xì ngầu cả lên, thiếu commonsense một cách bất thường&lt;br /&gt;bến xe buýt Long Biên nhìn đẹp gớm. to. hoành tráng. và nghe nói là khá lắm trộm.&lt;br /&gt;gầm cầu Long Biên vẫn còn dòng chữ "cấm đái" rất to ở đấy.&lt;br /&gt;đúng là thành phố có đổi khác đến muôn đời thì mình cũng ko đc phép đái bậy ở gầm cầu Long Biên.&lt;br /&gt;về đến nhà.&lt;br /&gt;bên ngoài thì vẫn thế&lt;br /&gt;nhưng cả phòng khách bị đảo lộn&lt;br /&gt;cả chỗ giữa phòng khách đc dọn ra làm chỗ cho mình nghịch.&lt;br /&gt;thik phải biết&lt;br /&gt;mai mua đồ hàng về chơi mới được&lt;br /&gt;mẹ chiêu đãi bát cơm canh dưa to tổ bố.&lt;br /&gt;vừa ăn cơm vừa xem tivi nước mắt lưng tròng vì xúc động&lt;br /&gt;làm thêm miếng xoài xanh chua chua, ăn xong từ lâu rồi mà nước miếng cứ ứa ra.&lt;br /&gt;ngồi nghe bà chị update tình hình ở quê.&lt;br /&gt;cũng phải nghe xem các ông bà hàng xóm có chết chóc j ko, nhỡ chẳng may ra đường hỏi thăm nhầm thì hơi ngại&lt;br /&gt;uống cà phê cực loãng, rồi ngồi xem gặp nhau cuối năm&lt;br /&gt;ngủ gục lúc nào ko hay. mệt thật chứ ko đùa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sáng hôm nay, bật dậy lúc 6h45.&lt;br /&gt;mình bị già mất rồi, ko ngủ dậy muộn đc.&lt;br /&gt;lăn lăn lộn lộn vòng lên vòng xuống lăn sang trái, đảo sang phải thêm 1 tiếng đồng hồ rồi mới dậy&lt;br /&gt;mẹ thì đã đi làm từ lâu.&lt;br /&gt;bố thì đi 1 lúc, rồi lại quay lại, nói chuyện với mình 1 tí thì đi.&lt;br /&gt;rồi xuống nhà ngồi tâm tình với bà nội chút&lt;br /&gt;xuống ngồi nói chuyện với bà, tranh thủ hỏi thăm tên các cháu của mình, nhỡ chẳng may mình quên thì chết dở ^^&lt;br /&gt;bố mẹ vứt bà chị dở hơi ở nhà để trông mình.&lt;br /&gt;kể cũng dở hơi thật.&lt;br /&gt;với lý do chênh lệch về múi h, bà ngủ như chết làm mình cô đơn chỏng chơ đến tận 11h.&lt;br /&gt;nói chuyện vớ vẩn 1 chút, rồi đi ra ngoài ăn với bà nội&lt;br /&gt;xúc động gớm, bà nội lại cho mình đèo.&lt;br /&gt;hồi trước mình đèo bà lại chả kêu giời kêu đất lên, lại lo mình tay lái ko vững.&lt;br /&gt;mà kể tay lái mình vững mới là chuyện lạ&lt;br /&gt;6 tháng chưa cầm vào tay lái&lt;br /&gt;lại phải đèo bà nên đi cực kỳ căng thẳng&lt;br /&gt;Minh dở hơi thì để cho mình 1 cái xe tàn tạ&lt;br /&gt;vừa hết xăng, vừa hỏng phanh tay, đầu xe long xòng xọc.&lt;br /&gt;cũng may là vẫn đi đc ^^&lt;br /&gt;trưa đc đi ăn bún chả&lt;br /&gt;ngon thì ngon, nhưng đi với bà nên ăn ko đc thoải mái cho lắm&lt;br /&gt;buổi chiều mình với người yêu ông bạn trai của chị mình đi đốt tiền&lt;br /&gt;nếu ai ko hiểu thì đấy chính là bà chị của mình&lt;br /&gt;nếu ai hiểu rồi thì đọc xuống dòng dưới&lt;br /&gt;đảo qua nhà hát nhớn với bờ hồ đốt tí xăng xe&lt;br /&gt;rồi xuống cánh tấn công ra hồ tây hồ trúc bạch.&lt;br /&gt;bật tường trung lộ vượt qua lăng bác, rồi mở cánh sang phía thái hà chùa bộc.&lt;br /&gt;hít đầy 2 phổi khói đen từ mấy cái xe buýt&lt;br /&gt;chịu ko nổi, dừng lại ở trung tâm chiếu phim quốc gia&lt;br /&gt;gớm thật, dạo này tự nhiên nhìn hoành tráng gớm.&lt;br /&gt;dân ùn ùn ùn ùn đổ đi xem phim, ngồi bàn bạc phim này phim kia rất nhiệt tình&lt;br /&gt;mình chả biết phim gì với phim gì, im thin thít ngồi nghe&lt;br /&gt;vào xem thiên thần và ác quỷ&lt;br /&gt;ngồi bet xem là phim này sẽ đc subbed hay đc dubbed&lt;br /&gt;cuối cùng lại vừa subbed vừa dubbed o_0&lt;br /&gt;anyway là phim khá hay và tất cả cũng đều enjoy&lt;br /&gt;mai có lẽ là lên đường đi lượn&lt;br /&gt;chào các bác em ngược&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-2794520255488026437?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/2794520255488026437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=2794520255488026437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2794520255488026437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2794520255488026437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/06/ha-noi-ngay-5-thang-6-nam-2009-ngay-thu.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-2092876040976269172</id><published>2009-05-07T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:45:59.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People keep asking me to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;It's really troublesome you know. I really don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I feel kind of unable to study anything.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I can still understand what the teachers are talking, still understand what are written inside the notes.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I cannot bring myself to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;and I keep procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'm getting a bit irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry people if I ever annoy you.&lt;br /&gt;I lost the ability to focus.&lt;br /&gt;My mind keeps wandering in some faraway land.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even bother to bring it back.&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;It's May already.&lt;br /&gt;One more month and I will come back home.&lt;br /&gt;Too long.&lt;br /&gt;I need to relax my mind as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been doing well for the last 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel the regret.&lt;br /&gt;I may have gone under a paradigm shift in the last few months.&lt;br /&gt;I think differently from what I used to do.&lt;br /&gt;A bit more pessimistic, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Or it is just a little more realistic now.&lt;br /&gt;I may have been influenced by what I have read.&lt;br /&gt;Too many manga, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;I love the ideals of the protagonists.&lt;br /&gt;They always strive for the best, for their own beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;Something like saving the world or defeating the bad guys without hurting people.&lt;br /&gt;Perfectionist thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Most of those heroes live in some eras where schools do not even exist.&lt;br /&gt;Some do quite badly in their studying.&lt;br /&gt;The rest who are described as capable students are mostly born genius.&lt;br /&gt;That's why knowledge in the mangas do not really applicable in real-life situation.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid stuffs that I have wasted don't know how many days of life to read.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;But stupid stuffs have their own importance.&lt;br /&gt;If you keep reading complicated and sophisticated stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;you will be gradually desensitized until you cannot differentiate between stupid stuffs and complicated stuffs anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up on my manga reading habit.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what.&lt;br /&gt;Even stuffs you learn in school wont be of much help for your future.&lt;br /&gt;What could you do after you have learned the equation of a hyperbola or a parabola?&lt;br /&gt;In think 99% of jobs in the world does not require you to know formula the distance from a fixed point(h,k) to the line defined by the equation ax+by+c=0.&lt;br /&gt;And i suppose we don't really need to understand why some molecules are linked to each other by whatever linkages.&lt;br /&gt;six hundred and two million billion billion of those molecules put altogether only look like a small bit of dust in front of us anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and I suppose if you are a normal and sane person like myself you would have no interest in how fast those molecule travels or the volume it may take up, or the work done by it on the surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;Millions people in the world study economics. And the world is facing recession.&lt;br /&gt;Then what the hell can economics even help?&lt;br /&gt;Since stuffs you are studying are all based on some assumptions called ceteris paribus,&lt;br /&gt;that billion of people who know of it do not bother to think of an English word to substitute it.&lt;br /&gt;It does not make much sense for me.&lt;br /&gt;And what is the best thing about studying?&lt;br /&gt;after I list out all those useless stuff up there,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to study all those to maintain my grades,&lt;br /&gt;for which I may get into trouble if I could not do.&lt;br /&gt;Quite an irony of fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'm not emo.&lt;br /&gt;But if you want to call me emo I won't mind.&lt;br /&gt;It is just that I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know this is a feeling that I just can't fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the first and last thing on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well can't really get my mind off her. Darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-2092876040976269172?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/2092876040976269172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=2092876040976269172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2092876040976269172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2092876040976269172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/05/people-keep-asking-me-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8856310946678997908</id><published>2009-04-12T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:20:05.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think im sick.&lt;br /&gt;damn it i hate the feeling of being sick.&lt;br /&gt;my whole body feels like it does not belong to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and it aches like mad.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;and i have a lot of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;and my mind is seriously not clear enough to do anything like that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a long time since the last time i felt sick.&lt;br /&gt;and the feeling is never pleasant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8856310946678997908?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8856310946678997908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8856310946678997908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8856310946678997908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8856310946678997908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-5617649872530218543</id><published>2009-04-09T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:48:49.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have been wanting to revive this blog.&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i felt a need to write something&lt;br /&gt;loads and loads of thing came and flooded my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and i stayed for couple of minutes just to think where to start.&lt;br /&gt;eventually my blogging mood was all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it's time to start blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;mommy just called.&lt;br /&gt;ptm was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;she said i was being commented to be quiet(again!)&lt;br /&gt;as that was expected, i really had no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;shy people are often quiet wad^^&lt;br /&gt;and ms tay told my parents that i changed alot this year.&lt;br /&gt;really meh? i thought i just changed a lil' bit.&lt;br /&gt;and mr sham said i'm weak T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-5617649872530218543?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/5617649872530218543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=5617649872530218543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5617649872530218543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5617649872530218543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-been-wanting-to-revive-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-5658866489547311353</id><published>2009-02-22T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:46:43.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently i feel quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm changing.&lt;br /&gt;and for the better, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i like the feeling of going all out.&lt;br /&gt;since i dont have to regret not trying.&lt;br /&gt;it may not go well sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;but by doing my best i feel a sensational satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me realise that i'm improving.&lt;br /&gt;but not to be complacent.&lt;br /&gt;because i want to aim for the limit of myself.&lt;br /&gt;once i hated all the people who says things like "you genius lah, no need study" blah blah to others.&lt;br /&gt;if you are a genius, do you think it's a big waste not to study?&lt;br /&gt;don't use others' brilliance as an excuse, blame your own ineptitude.&lt;br /&gt;and trying hard to overcome it, do not sulk in your own world of negative thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-5658866489547311353?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8248985854480140964</id><published>2009-02-13T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:59:08.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think physics is the most realistic subject.&lt;br /&gt;first i learnt about pressure, and i felt pressurized by the huge amount of work.&lt;br /&gt;then i learnt about errors and uncertainties. now i find lots of errors in my work, and i am uncertain about what i should do.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid tutorial is killing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8248985854480140964?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8248985854480140964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8248985854480140964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8248985854480140964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8248985854480140964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-physics-is-most-realistic.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8514280530351905142</id><published>2009-02-11T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:15:30.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes things are not really the way you think about them.&lt;br /&gt;like the rain.&lt;br /&gt;nếu ở nguyên trong chỗ ko bị ướt thì có lẽ ko thể cảm nhận nổi mưa.&lt;br /&gt;ngồi trong căn phòng ấm cúng, cơn mưa bên ngoài như dữ tợn hơn nhiều lần.&lt;br /&gt;mưa ban đầu lộp độp, rồi dần mạnh lên, như đang đập phá mái nhà tôn mỏng manh.&lt;br /&gt;những đám mây đen che kín cả bầu trời, che khuất ánh nắng vàng dịu, sẩm tối cảnh vật chung quanh, làm tâm hồn cũng như mất vui.&lt;br /&gt;gió thổi làm lá xào xạc. lao xao tiếng lá, nghe như một bài ca buồn mà bầu trời đang ngân nga.&lt;br /&gt;cái lạnh như thấu vào da thịt, như đẩy lùi cái sự ấm cúng vốn có&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nhưng khi đã bước ra và đi vào mưa thì lại khác.&lt;br /&gt;như là một thế giới khác.&lt;br /&gt;mưa ko dữ tợn như ban đầu, mà thực ra lại nhẹ nhàng tươi mát.&lt;br /&gt;đi trong mưa, thấy mưa mơn man trên mặt mát lạnh.&lt;br /&gt;như thấy hết mệt mỏi, hết muộn phiền.&lt;br /&gt;tiếng mưa cũng ko còn dữ tợn, mà cũng như hiền hòa hơn. tí tách nhẹ nhàng.&lt;br /&gt;như gột rửa những mệt mỏi. như làm dịu tâm hồn.&lt;br /&gt;phải đi trong mưa mới thấy đc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;và sau cơn mưa, trời lại sáng.&lt;br /&gt;nắng thì dịu đi nhiều, và cũng như đẹp hơn nhiều.&lt;br /&gt;nước đọng trên lá, lóng lánh dưới làn nắng nhẹ nhàng, dưới một bầu trời trong xanh đến kỳ lạ.&lt;br /&gt;đẹp thế chứ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mưa làm mình yêu nắng hơn.&lt;br /&gt;nắng làm mình yêu mưa hơn.&lt;br /&gt;và mưa và nắng làm mình yêu đời hơn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain, seemingly fierceful, but subtly graceful.&lt;br /&gt;and you can never know it, until you step into the rain, let the rain to wet you, to drench you, and to wash the loads on your mind away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it may seems hard. but you can never know if you never try. maybe you will discover its subtle grace. and fall in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and don't try anything suicidal...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8514280530351905142?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8514280530351905142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8514280530351905142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8514280530351905142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8514280530351905142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-things-are-not-really-way-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3015078729740248318</id><published>2009-01-20T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:17:19.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;And all the &lt;3s for the people who wished me happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;I felt really blessed to have people like you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant really believe I'm eighteen already.&lt;br /&gt;yup that's the legal age already.&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday i often look back and and think. how have i grown since the last year?&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago, it would be how many centimeters higher, how many kg i have put up.&lt;br /&gt;and now it would be how mature i have become. or how prepared i am for the future.&lt;br /&gt;then it makes me wonder how would i know that i have matured? what are the signs of maturity that i can look for?&lt;br /&gt;i realised more mistakes i have committed.&lt;br /&gt;i figured what i should never have done.&lt;br /&gt;i recalled something i never should have said.&lt;br /&gt;all of that mean a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;now i have the knowledge to understand things better than before. much better.&lt;br /&gt;everything has its two sides, it cant be completely bad, or completely good.&lt;br /&gt;you can extract the good points from a bad action, and you can also point out the flaws in a good action.&lt;br /&gt;the good thing is, if you can really can extract the good points out of something, or find the flaws in it.&lt;br /&gt;and to learn from it. learn from the good as well as the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should be the wish of my new age?&lt;br /&gt;i should not be wishing for more of this, more of that.&lt;br /&gt;because "more" is just too vague.&lt;br /&gt;and even the most powerful genie could not fulfill a vague wish.&lt;br /&gt;so i wish for enough.&lt;br /&gt;enough happiness for my life&lt;br /&gt;and enough sadness for me to fully appreciate the happiness&lt;br /&gt;enough generosity to help people around me&lt;br /&gt;and enough selfishness to treat myself nicely.&lt;br /&gt;being dreamy enough to aim for a better goal.&lt;br /&gt;and being realistic enough to know what i can do and what i cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;enough chances to show others my capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;and enough time for me fix my weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and enough is just enough^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3015078729740248318?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3015078729740248318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3015078729740248318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3015078729740248318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3015078729740248318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-to-me-and-all-3s-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-4914511937344300486</id><published>2009-01-01T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:38:52.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;trời hôm nay lạnh quá. thấu vào ruột vào xương. nói thế thôi chứ ruột với xương thì lạnh đếk j, chỉ rét cái mặt tiền.&lt;br /&gt;nứt mắt tỉnh dậy từ 8h sáng. thực ra là dậy từ 7h30 nhưng nằm lăn tiếp đến 8h. chứ ko dám nói với ai là dậy từ 6h rồi nằm đến 8h, xấu hổ lắm. mà kể cả xấu hổ thì mình nói cũng chẳng ai tin.&lt;br /&gt;lết cái thân già xuống nhà. hic, thế mà chóng, năm mới rồi đấy ạ. xúc động lắm cơ. bóc lịch đầu năm mà tay cứ run bần bật. nhưng mà là vì lạnh.&lt;br /&gt;xuống nhà đánh răng rửa mặt. răng đánh lập cập cắn hỏng cả bàn chải.&lt;br /&gt;tưởng ngày đầu năm đc ngồi ì ở nhà. thế mà ko.&lt;br /&gt;bị đuổi cổ ra khỏi nhà đi với phụ huynh.&lt;br /&gt;cái bọn dở hơi biết bơi ở ngoài đường. rét thế này thì ở bớt nhà đi cho nó ấm người. thế mà chúng nó cứ ào ào lũ lượt làm hàng mấy làn xe trên đường. mẹ kiếp. mới đầu năm làm ăn koái gì mà ra đường hăng hái thế chứ lại.&lt;br /&gt;dân đổ xô ra bờ hồ xem hoa. bọn điên. hoa thì ở đâu chả có. thik thì ra mấy cái bùng binh mà ngắm. đổ xô ra cái hồ bé tí chật ních ấy. chả biết có thấy hoa đâu ko. chỉ thấy người là kín mít.&lt;br /&gt;3 cái áo trên người mà chẳng che đc cái mặt. gió thốc vào mặt từng cơn. mình phả ra hơi màu trắng. cái xe trước mặt phun ngay là một làn hơi đen. bố khỉ.&lt;br /&gt;ngoài đường bụi bặm làm mình đâm ra ghét. về nhà mới thấy thanh bình nhỉ. yêu nhà mình thế. bình yên mà đẹp đẽ.&lt;br /&gt;nói chuyện với bố. lớn tuổi rồi mà cứ như thanh niên ấy. đầu với óc toàn ý tưởng ngộ nghĩnh. yêu bố mje thế.&lt;br /&gt;ước gì có cái khăn đảo ngược thời gian của doremon. để đc mãi là trẻ con. ko bao h phải lớn lên mà luôn đc thương yêu, đc chăm sóc, đc vỗ về.&lt;br /&gt;ước gì có cái ngưng đọng thời gian, để đc có thêm một chút thời gian ngẫm nghĩ về cuộc đời.&lt;br /&gt;ước gì có cánh cửa thần kỳ, để nối liền khoảng cách giữa mình và những người thân yêu.&lt;br /&gt;sao mình tham thế nhỉ?&lt;br /&gt;nhưng có ai lại cấm ước mơ cơ chứ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4914511937344300486?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4914511937344300486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=4914511937344300486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4914511937344300486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4914511937344300486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2009/01/tri-hm-nay-lanh-qua.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7011736846184385781</id><published>2008-12-26T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:47:07.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was an eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;i lazily stepped out of my house at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;met with nghia and minh at minh's house, which was full of guests.&lt;br /&gt;Nghia and I decided to roam about the city for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;went to get my dad's racket restring-ed&lt;br /&gt;and looked around for a new pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt quite cheated during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i was deceived by the pictures and made my decision, and they gave me a tiny-sized version of what i imagined.&lt;br /&gt;man, they should have put up something like "figures not drawn to scale"&lt;br /&gt;nearly lost my bike's key. scared me.&lt;br /&gt;then back to minh's house and we played cards there.&lt;br /&gt;at 2 the three of us moved our asses to the soccer field.&lt;br /&gt;we lost, but who cares, no hard feelings.&lt;br /&gt;the opponents were good, and we had nothing to complain.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i should learn to play like a lycanthrope.&lt;br /&gt;agile, fast and strong. always ready to call for help from companions. and his presence increase the power of the team.&lt;br /&gt;man, that would be just too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;after that we gathered and chattered for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to minh's house to laze around for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;we played dota together. two short games, but that was enough to show our inferiority to the skill of computer AI.&lt;br /&gt;the street was horribly jammed when i went back.&lt;br /&gt;and when i finally got out of those traffic and got back to my house&lt;br /&gt;i was horrified to find out that my key were lost.&lt;br /&gt;what a day.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7011736846184385781?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7011736846184385781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7011736846184385781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7011736846184385781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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than 5kg fatter, and that number should not increase anymore.&lt;br /&gt;my hair is quite long and it will be cut soon.it is just that the weather is not suitable for short hair.&lt;br /&gt;i think i read too much manga recently. reading is not a bad thing, just that i hope that won't change me in a weird way. knowledge from reading is just good, and it helps the thinking. just that sometimes it is weird. like someday i will come to you and talk to you about hitsuzen, and if you happen to not believe in me i will just zantetsuken you. i will activate my seikuken and make you unable to attack me....in conclusion it is not good to be addicted.&lt;br /&gt;i got a new phone. after its graceful death, my own phone was sent back and buried in its hometown. I do not mean i seriously bury it, but it is okay to believe. naivete and innocence are signs of youthfulness, and it does not hurt to believe me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;this holiday, just a bit different than last time.&lt;br /&gt;quang flew to hanoi and he stayed at my house.&lt;br /&gt;it was the only week that i went out everyday single day.&lt;br /&gt;not boring, not tiring. just costy.&lt;br /&gt;gambling is not meant for kids.&lt;br /&gt;showed him quite a bad side of hanoians.&lt;br /&gt;one single day we nearly got into fights twice.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and watching vietnam national team on tv.&lt;br /&gt;the few first matches were a lil bit disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;but vietnam played better at semifinal round.&lt;br /&gt;well, i must admit vietnam was quite lucky to win over singapore at their home stadium, and it would be deserving for at least a penalty round.&lt;br /&gt;but patriotism and national spirit comes first. vietnam ftw! good luck for the final.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, and i happened to realise my deteriorating english grammar skill.&lt;br /&gt;i took an old iq test that i did 2 or 3 years ago. 3 years ago i failed miserably to understand what the hell did the questions mean. this time i succeeded. so i got smarter yaay^^&lt;br /&gt;hope that school will start soon.&lt;br /&gt;i get more and more stupid as the day goes by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7949057429384208648?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7949057429384208648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7949057429384208648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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already bored to death in the last week.&lt;br /&gt;So today just seemed to be much better.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up quite early.&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice breakfast, which my dearest mom prepared for me.&lt;br /&gt;Watched tv for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Finished the last 20 chapters of Inuyasha that I have been reading for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;Then dressed up and went out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;To Minh's house by the appointed time.&lt;br /&gt;Only Minh and Quyen were there.&lt;br /&gt;Read some story books on the ground while waiting for the others.&lt;br /&gt;Phong came later, and we played card together.&lt;br /&gt;Then went out for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Cris and Tung joined along the way.&lt;br /&gt;And came back to Minh's house.&lt;br /&gt;and Nghia joined us.&lt;br /&gt;Played some made-up card games.&lt;br /&gt;With more than 2 sets of card and 6 players.&lt;br /&gt;haha i learned how to play bridge today.&lt;br /&gt;Later i had to go back to send my cousin to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;And went out again to meet my old secondary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;we talked a lot while playing some soccer game on playstation.&lt;br /&gt;they were as nice as ever, as funny as ever.&lt;br /&gt;brought back a lot of old nice memories.&lt;br /&gt;I felt blessed to have a lot of nice friends.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not really nice myself, and sometimes i may be mean to them.&lt;br /&gt;but they always find their own way to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;ya, loving my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4620612196555508403?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4620612196555508403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=4620612196555508403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4620612196555508403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4620612196555508403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-was-rather-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-2089680008221644392</id><published>2008-12-02T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:40:02.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life cannot be called ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;And I do not really know if an ordinary life suits me or not.&lt;br /&gt;But since the word "ordinary" is subjective, I don't really care much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having fun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;And I learn a new thing.&lt;br /&gt;That happiness in life is not everything.&lt;br /&gt;Your objective in life, it should not be only attaining your own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;You should help others find their happiness too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot make your life longer. So make it better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-2089680008221644392?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/2089680008221644392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=2089680008221644392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2089680008221644392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2089680008221644392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-life-cannot-be-called-ordinary.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-6459700250906201073</id><published>2008-11-24T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:35:34.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was very sad&lt;br /&gt;I thought i'm a boring person&lt;br /&gt;because i had nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;so I tried to think of interesting stuff to talk about on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;and eventually i had too much to write out.&lt;br /&gt;and since it was too long, i decided to skip it and post nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read too much manga recently and i think it affects my mind a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to have withdrawal symptom sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;So anyone if you see me on msn, you can help your dear friend by talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;or if you are currently in Vietnam, particularly Hanoi you can ask me to go out with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really don't know what will become of me after this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;i want a piggy bank that can store free time.&lt;br /&gt;i know that i will feel regret for this&lt;br /&gt;oh.. man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-6459700250906201073?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/6459700250906201073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=6459700250906201073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6459700250906201073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6459700250906201073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-very-sad-i-thought-im-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-2885863706561066570</id><published>2008-11-17T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:55:10.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a classmate.&lt;br /&gt;it was a fortnight since the last time we talked.&lt;br /&gt;today my friends and i decided to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;the mentioned classmate said that he would be late.&lt;br /&gt;and when i asked about the reason why he was late.&lt;br /&gt;"studying", his answer was.&lt;br /&gt;scaryyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that earthquake is a strong move in whatever game that it exists(even when it is not recorded on the rule book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to be a formidable guy.&lt;br /&gt;and some nice dreams to follow.&lt;br /&gt;and determination to go all the way.&lt;br /&gt;and something to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh cheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-2885863706561066570?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/2885863706561066570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3419745769765038890</id><published>2008-11-13T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:57:57.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="content-wrapper"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hehe kiem dc may truyen tren mang. +_+ chan' qua' ko co' j` lam` &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 1 : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về nhà Ngô và nhà Thục, sau bao trận chiến dai dẳng kéo dài mà nhà Ngô vẫn ko chiếm lại được Kinh Châu từ tay nhà Thục...Tôn Quyền bèn mời Lưu Bị dự hội nghị bàn đèn, ko động võ nữa mà chuyển sang động khẩu ( đàm phán). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ : Để tránh cho bá tánh sống trông cảnh lầm than, cuộc chiến giành Kinh Châu có lẽ chỉ nên 1 vs 1 giữa đệ và Lưu huynh thôi..Lưu huynh thấy sao? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Tôn đệ nghĩ được thế thì quá tốt, miễn là tránh được họa binh đao cho dân lành thì đốt nhà, cướp của, giết người anh cũng làm. E thích chiến với anh cái gì..đua xe hay tá lả???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Sau nửa ngày tỷ thí cầm, kỳ, thi, họa...LB và TQ vẫn bất phân thắng bại.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Chúng ta đúng là 1 cặp đối thủ "trời tru đất diệt" ( ý của Lưu bị là trời sinh). Bây giờ thế này chúng ta thi lòng can đảm nếu Tôn đệ làm được việc này thì ta xin dâng Kinh Châu = cả 2 tay 3 chân cho đệ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ : OK, huynh cứ ra đề &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Nếu trước mặt quần hùng 2 nước mà đệ dám ăn bãi phân bò này thì huynh xin thua.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ : bò đệ còn dám ăn nữa là phân bò, nói xong cúi xuống ăn sạch.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tiếng vỗ tay rầm trời + hoan hô inh ỏi...LB mặt tái xanh vì ko ngờ TQ dám chơi như vậy. Nhưng TQ cũng đúng chất dân chơi vừa cười vừa nói &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ : cuộc chơi nào cũng thế, phải có quả đi quả lại mới toại lòng nhau, nếu Lưu Huynh cũng dám ăn phân bò giống đệ thì đệ xin trả lại Kinh Châu và coi như từ nay nó là của huynh vĩnh viễn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Chẳng lẽ huynh lại kém đệ... nói xong LB cuống cuồng ăn hết sợ TQ đổi ý.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tiếng hoan hô lại vang lên chúc mừng từ nay 2 nước hòa hoãn, bá tánh thái bình... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ : Lưu huynh đúng là bậc anh hùng, để người nhân nghĩa như Huynh làm chủ Kinh Châu đệ cũng an lòng...mà sao mặt huynh buồn vậy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB bèn đến gần TQ nói nhỏ : Chú TQ nè, thế hóa ra anh em mình ăn c... không công a`?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 2 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Lưu Bị, Khổng Minh, Bàng Thống. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm LB, KM, BT buồn rầu ngồi nói chuyện với nhau. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : chán quá con vợ tao nó ngoại tình với thằng VÂn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM, BT : sao công chúa ý lộn chúa công lại biết?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Vì 1 hôm tao về nhà tao thấy dưới gầm giường vợ tao có cái Giáo rất đẹp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : hic, thế thì Vợ thần thì lòng thòng cùng thằng Râu èn hàm ngái mày ùm Trương Phi rồi( nói lái thành Râu hùm hàm én mày ngài..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB, BT : ủa sao ngươi biết??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : vì tôi thấy dưới giường vợ tôi có thanh bát xà mâu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;BT vội nói : Vậy thì chắc chắn Vợ tao đang ngoại tình với con ngựa xích thố rồi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM, LB : oh my God, why u know??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;BT : Bởi vì lúc nãy tao về nhà tao thấy thằng Quan Zu dưới gầm giường&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truyện 3 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Khổng Minh và Tư mã Ý ( suốt ngày lại nói....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trong một lần ngồi đàm đạo về binh pháp, đạo dùng người, việc nước Nam Man ra nhập WTO...Khổng Minh mới nói với Tư Mã Ý. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chiến tranh bây giờ không chỉ phụ thuộc vào mưu kế quân sư, sĩ khí, thiên địa nhân mà còn phụ thuộc rất nhiều vào cuộc đấu trí giữa những người trực tiếp cầm quân là các tướng. Chính vì thế tôi chỉ chọn các tướng thông minh cho xung trận thôi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;- TMY : nhưng làm sao đại ca biết thằng nào thông minh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;- KM : tôi có bài trắc nghiệm, vừa lúc đó thì Quan Zu đi qua, Khổng Minh liền gọi vào vào hỏi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quan Zu nè ai là con ruột của Bố mẹ của Quan tướng quân mà ko phải anh chị em ruột với Quan tướng quân &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quan Zu ngẫm nghĩ 1 chút rồi trả lời : đó chính là tôi Mr Quan Zu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Khổng Minh cười khà rồi quay sang TMY nói : ô thấy chưa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TMY phục lắm bèn về áp dụng thử vào quân Ngụy, vừa lúc thấy Hứa Chử đi vào TMY bèn hỏi : Công tử nhà họ Hứa cho ta hỏi ai là con ruột của phụ huynh công tử mà ko phai anh chị em ruột công tử?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC vò đầu bứt tai suy nghĩ rồi nói để tôi luyện quân xong sẽ trả lời ông. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trong lúc về trại HC nghĩ có lẽ mình thử hỏi thằng Trương Liêu xem sao, nó rất láu cá. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : Liêu nè ai là con của father and mother Liêu mà ko phải brother hay sister của you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TL ngẫm nghĩ 1 lát rồi nói : It's Me!!! Trương Liêu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC vui lắm lật đật chạy đến chỗ TMY rồi nói : Tối biết ai là con ruột của bố mẹ tôi mà ko phải anh chị em tôi rồi. Đó là Trương Liêu!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TMY vò đầu bứt tai : Cậu đúng là thằng đầu óc bã đậu..đó là Quan Zu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 4:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Tháo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Hứa Chử đi qua doanh trại thấy Tháo đang ngồi buồn bực cạnh 3 vò rượu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử bèn hỏi : có việc gì mà chủ tướng buồn vậy lại trượt lô a`?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tháo tu ực 1 hơi hết 1 vò rượu rồi nói : ta vừa phát hiện 1 tin động trời thằng Tào Thực con ta là GAY.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Hứa Chử gần xỉu hét lên : Hết hồn chim én... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tháo vác vò thứ 2 uống 1 hơi rồi nói tiếp : ta còn phát hiện thêm 1 tinh kinh dị nữa là thằng Tào Chương cũng là Gay nốt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Hứa Chử : i dont belive in my tai.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tháo vác vò thứ 3 lên tu nốt rồi lại nói : 1 tin vãi hàng nữa là thằng Tào phi cũng là Gay luôn...................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Hứa Chử ko bình tĩnh nổi gào lên : Trời ơi thế nhà Tào đại nhân ko có ai thích đàn bà cả sao????????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tháo chậm rãi trả lời : Cóa chứ , Vợ ta... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử Xỉu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRuyện 5 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về TRương Phi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Triệu Vân thấy TP đầu tóc rũ rượi ngồi cạnh cốc rượu ngần ngừ chưa uống..Vân bèn nhảy vèo tới cầm cốc rượu ực 1 hơi...chợt thấy Phi khóc rống lên nước mắt dàn dụa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vân : tao đùa tí mà mày đã khóc như Lưu Bị chết ý..tao đền chai XO được chưa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Phi : không phải hôm nay là 1 ngày quá khủng khiếp với tao, đêm qua đánh tá tả bị thằng Siêu vặt sạch, sáng dậy đi làm muộn bị lão Khổng chửi ầm ĩ rồi giáng chức, lủi thủi nhục nhã sách tư trang ra về thì bị thằng nào đá mẹ nó mất con ngựa mặc dù đã khóa cổ và khóa chân. Mượn được con ngựa tàu phóng như bay về nhà thì phát hiện rơi mẹ hết giấy tờ tùy thân, chưa hết bước vào nhà thì thấy vợ tao đang nằm cùng Quan Zu. Và điều kinh khủng nhất là khi tao định kết thúc cuộc đời tao thì mày lại đến và uống sạch cốc rượu độc đó... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vân xỉu...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 6 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói đến Lữ Bố, Trương Liêu cùng chư tướng bị Tào Tháo bắt trói. Tháo sai chém hết còn BỐ và Liêu thì Tháo tiếc nhân tài nên có ý thu nhận. Tháo bèn bảo Tuân Húc kiểm tra xem Bố và Liêu có đáng được thu nhận ko hay chém nốt cho có bầu bạn. BỐ nghe xong mừng lắm bèn bảo Liêu : Trước giờ ta chỉ biết giết người để giành gái nào biết thi trắc nghiệm nó thế nào đâu, ngươi vào trước đi cố gắng thi tốt rồi ném phao cho tao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Để đền đáp ơn tri ngộ của Bố, Liêu rất run nhưng vẫn vào thi..vào phòng thi đã thấy Tuân Húc , Tào Tháo và đao phủ với mã tấu sáng loáng đứng trong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tuân Húc nói : ta chỉ hỏi 3 câu, nếu mi trả lời mà Tào đại nhân ưng ý thì ngươi sẽ được đầu quân dưới trướng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Liêu : dạ...dạ....bẩm cụ cứ nói &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HÚC : Nếu ngươi gặp kẻ thù của Tào đại nhân thì ngươi làm gì ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Liêu : Tôi sẽ chém nó chết ngay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Húc và Tháo gật gù.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Húc : Nếu ngươi gặp Hán đế thì sao ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Liêu : Tôi sẽ hân hoan vẫy chào &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Húc : nếu tào đại nhân sai ngươi ra sa trường thì sao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Liêu : tôi sẽ nói : Vâng thưa ngài &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tháo ưng lắm bèn truyền lệnh cởi trói và thu nhân Liêu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Liêu mừng húm đi ra nhắc khéo cho LB : Ngài chỉ cần nhớ đáp án là 3 câu này &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;+ Tôi sẽ chém nó chết ngay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;+ Tôi sẽ hân hoan vẫy chào &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;+ VÂng thưa ngài &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bố lẩm bẩm học thuộc lòng rồi run rẩy bước vào &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Húc hỏi : Nếu ngươi gặp Hán đế thì ngươi làm gì &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bố : Tôi sẽ chém chết nó ngay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tháo Tái mặt, Húc bèn hỏi tiếp : Nếu ngươi gặp kẻ thù của Tào đại nhân ngươi sẽ làm gì??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bố : Tôi sẽ hân hoan vẫy chào &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Đến lúc này thì Tháo ko nhịn được nữa bèn đập bàn và quát : Mày trêu ngươi tao đấy hả, thích chết ko thằng chó?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bố : Vâng , thưa ngài&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 7 : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Đổng Công. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Đổng Công đến gặp Hoa Đà tiên sinh và nói : ta cần ngươi tư vấn về sức khỏe cho ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Hoa Đà : ok Sir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT : ngươi cũng biết đó ta có con Bồ là Điêu Thuyền xinh đẹp nổi tiếng thiên hạ. Một lần ta đi săn về thì thấy Bồ của ta đang nằm cùng Bố của ta (ý nói Lữ Bố của ta) . Ta giận lắm đinh rút gươm chém chết cả 2 đứa nó nhưng vì Điêu Thuyền quá xinh đẹp nên ta ko nỡ cuối cùng 3 người ngồi uống trà nói chuyện rồi ta bỏ qua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ :....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT : Lần 2 ta đi bàn việc quân về lại thấy Bồ nằm với Bố ta đinh giết nhưng vì Bồ quá đẹp nên ta ko nỡ rồi 3 ta lại ngồi uống trà và ta lai bỏ qua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ :..................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT : lần 3 ta đi họp về lại gặp Bồ nhưng Bồ nằm với T.Liêu ta đinh giết nhưng Bồ quá đẹp nên lại uống trà nói chuyện rồi bỏ qua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : ...................................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT : Lần thứ 4, lần thứ 5 Bồ nằm với Lý, Quách nhưng vì Bồ đẹp quá..nên lai uống trà nói chuyện với Lý, Quách rồi bỏ qua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ ko nhịn được nữa bèn hỏi : thế rốt cuộc ông cần ask tôi về cái rì???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT : ah ta muốn hỏi với tuổi của ta mà uống trà nhiều thế có bị làm sao ko?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ xỉu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 8:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tào Tháo, Lưu Bị và Tôn Quyền họp hội nghị G3. Vua nhà Hán chủ trì. Vua Hán cho các cung nữ cởi trần, bôi nhọ nồi vào ngực, bắt múa hầu khách. Cuối cùng, chọn 3 cô đẹp nhất cho ngồi cạnh 3 vị Tào,Lưu,Tôn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bỗng đèn đuốc tắt hết. Hồi lâu đèn nến mới sáng lên. Thì thấy tay Tôn quyền nhọ đen nhẻm, mũi Lưu bị cũng bị đen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vua Hán nghĩ bụng:Tôn Quyền khua khoắng cả cung nữ của ta, thế nào nó cũng lấy đất Ngô, Lưu bị ngửi cả cung nữ của ta,chắc rồi cũng chiếm Ba thục,chỉ có Tào Tháo là trung thành với ta.Vua bèn khen Tào trung nghĩa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tháo ta khoái wá, cười nhe răng. Răng và lưỡi đen thui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 9 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về 3 nước Ngô, Thục, Ngụy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;1 hôm Tào tháo, Lưu bị, Tôn Quyên cùng chư tướng và thân bằng cố hữu họp hội nghị G3 và ăn búp phê trên 1 chiến thuyền to và đẹp nhất nước NGô.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Buổi tiệc đang vui vẻ thì trời nổi giông bão....1 tướng chạy vào bẩm báo : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;thưa tam Vương, gió giật cấp 12, tầm nhìn xa trên 10 kilomet..tàu đâm vào đá ngầm sắp chìm...để chống chọi chờ tiếp viện thì phải vứt bớt đồ đạc cho tàu nhẹ bớt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;vừa nghe xong Tháo sai Chử vứt sạch vàng bạc mạng theo xuống biển trước ánh mắt thèm thuồng của mọi người.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tháo bèn nói : yên tâm nước Ngụy còn nhiều vàng bạc lắm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tháo chưa dứt lời thì Quyền đã sai vệ sĩ đem vứt hết thê thiếp đẹp hơn hoa hậu của Quyền xuống biển trong ánh mắt kinh hãi của quan khách. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quyền cười nói : yên tâm nước NGô gái đẹp còn nhiều lắm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bị chưa kịp nói gì thì Phi đã bước tới ném Tháo và Quyền xuống nước rồi nói : Yên tâm nước Thục còn nhiều thằng bốc phét lắm .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 10:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Điêu thuyền &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trong lúc Đổng Công đi đánh giặc mà Lữ Bố lại đang ở ngoài sa trường...ĐT cảm thấy khó ở trong người bèn cho mời Hoa Đà vào khám bệnh (nghe nói cha này là môn đệ của Kỳ Đà) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Hoa Đà sau khi khám bệnh bèn nói : bệnh này nhẹ thôi chỉ là đầy bụng thông thường ko phải HIV đâu thưa hoa hậu..chỉ cần châm cứu vào rốn là khỏi ngay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT nghe nói bèn cởi xiêm y nằm xuống để HĐ châm cứu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Khi HĐ bắt đầu chữa bệnh thì thấy ĐT la lên : oái , chỗ đó có phải là rốn đâu? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ vội vàng đáp: thì cái này cũng có phải kim châm cứu đâu.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 11 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Hoa Đà.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tương truyền lúc Khổng Minh biết mình không thoát khỏi mệnh trời bèn gọi vợ vào và nói.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Phu nhân ơi ta sắp đi ma teo rồi (chết &lt;--từ điển LẠc việt). ta muốn mặn nồng với nàng lần cuối. Phu nhân lão Khổng bèn đến cầu khóc HĐ giúp đỡ. Cảm thương cho đôi vợ chồng già còn thích chống bỏi , HĐ bèn cho vợ KM 1 toa thuốc gia truyền liều cao đánh vần tiếng việt là vi a gờ ra. Sáng hôm sau HĐ vừa dậy đã thấy phu nhân lão Khổng đứng trước cổng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : toa thuốc của ta có đáp ứng được yêu cầu của Khổng thừa tướng ko? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;wife of KM : cám ơn ngài, nhờ có ngài mà đêm qua chúng tôi đã được trở lại thời trai trẻ, ông nhà đã ra đi trong sung sướng và thanh thản. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : Vậy chẳng hay phu nhân đến đây sớm có việc gi`? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;wife of KM : dạ ta đến xin thuốc giải để người ta còn đóng được nắp quan tài &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Hoa đà.........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 12 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Đổng Công &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Đổng Công đến gặp Hoa Đà và hỏi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Nè HĐ vợ ta là Điêu Thuyền dạo này liên tục ngoại tình với bọn BỐ, Liêu, Quách, Lý.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ luống cuống ngắt lời :dạ vấn đề đó thì Đổng thừa tướng nên gặp bác sỹ tâm lý bênh viện Việt Đức chứ thần chỉ chuyên Phụ khoa thôi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT ngắt lời : ko cái ta cần hỏi là về những cái sừng, liệu đến giờ ta chưa mọc sừng có phải do ta thiếu canxi hay ko?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ ................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 13 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Trương Phi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Linh hồn Trương Phi chết bay đến quỉ môn quan thì gặp Diêm Vương &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Diêm Vương bèn nói : Phi ! khi xưa ngươi làm nhiều điều ác, giết người cướp của cho vay nặng lãi..ko thiếu điều gì nhưng theo luật nếu ngươi kể được ra 1 việc làm dũng cảm thì tao cho mày lên thiên đường.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP đáp : Dạ có 1 lần con đứng giữa trăm vạn quân Tào trong tay ko một tấc sắt nhưng vẫn dám hô Lưu bị muôn năm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;DV : kinh thế cơ ah, thế việc đó xẩy ra lâu chưa &gt;??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : Dạ mới vừa nãy thưa ngài &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;...................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 14 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Lưu Bị &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Lưu Bị gọi Khổng Gia Cát Ngọa Long Lượng Minh (viết tắt là Khổng Minh) vào hầu và nói &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Ta nghe nói khi xưa ngoài tài buôn nước bọt ngươi cũng là người trên thông thiên tai dưới tường địa lôi phải ko? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Khổng minh nghĩ thầm : mie, thông thiên văn tường địa lý mà nói thành vậy, đúng là ngu mà còn bày đặt chơi chữ.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : Dạ thần cũng biết chút ít về tướng số đại vương cần xem gì thì đưa tay đây.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Ta có cần coi bói đâu chẳng là gần đây ta liên tục gặp ác mộng... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM vội vàng bấm đốt tay xem giờ và nói : Đại vương mơ gì nói nhanh để thần còn chay ra báo lô ko hết giờ mất... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB căm lắm nhưng vân kể : Gần đây ta liên tục mơ thấy ta ở trên bãi biển cạnh Tiểu kiểu, Đại kiều, Điêu thuyền tất cả đều ko có một mảnh vải che thân trên người... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : Lạy hồn, thế mà là ác mộng đại vương phải tu được 7 cái đức (thất đức) mới gặp đc ác mộng như thế, sướng thế còn khóc cái nỗi giề.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : nhưng trong mơ ta lại là Mi phu nhân mới nhục chứ.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM xỉu....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truyện 15:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Quan Zu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quan Zu oai chấn thiên hạ nhưng lại mắc bệnh nói lắp kinh niên..cũng có thể do trước khi nổi tiếng Zu là phát thanh viên của phường nên mắc bệnh nghề nghiêp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Đỉnh điểm của bi kịch xảy ra ở Hoa Dung..Trận đó Tháo thân tàn ma dại lê lết đến Hoa Dung..Quan Zu nhảy ra như 1 chiến tướng nhà trời hét lên : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;- Hỡ....iiiiii...hỡi...quân...quân...quân.... .tào...tào....tào....ooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quân Tào ( gồm cả Tào Tháo ) :............. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : T...a..a....là...là...là....Qua..n..n..Zu..zu.. zu....đây....đây ....đây.....Giờ....giờ....chết......chết ....ch...ê..t....của....của...các...ngươi. ..ngươi....đã....đến....đến... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Nói xong Zu cầm Thanh Long Phóng nặng 8 lạng 2 lao đến (có sử nói là Thanh Long Đao 82 cân!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : ỦA...ủa...tào....tào....tháo....tháo....đ âu??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quân QZ : Dạ đợi bố nói xong thì chung nó đã té mẹ nó mất từ lầu rồi ạ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ tái mặt, về nhà thì bị LB, KM chửi bới bạn bè xa lánh..nói chung là gia đình ruồng bỏ.,tiểu khu nhòm ngó...Đảng nghi ngờ nhân dân theo dõi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ đến gặp Hoa đà nhờ chữa căn bệnh dog mother này ( tạm dịch là chó má) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ khám xong nói : bệnh của ngài do " cái đó" của ngài quá to kéo dây thanh đới nên sinh ra bệnh echo ( tạm dịch là nói lắp) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Muốn chữa phải kiếm ai có cái nhỏ hơn đổi cho ngài thì hết bệnh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ đồng ý và HĐ đã chữa khỏi, từ đó Zu nói năng trơn tru chiến trường lừng lẫy nhưng tình trường lại gọi Bọn Phi, Vân = cụ.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Được 1 thời gian Zu quay lai bao HĐ , ta nói năng ngon lành địch sợ chết khiếp??? nhưng ko dọa được đàn bà nữa cay quá..hay ngươi tìm người lúc trước đổi lại cái hàng khủng đó cho ta đi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : điều....điều ...đó....đó..là..la...ko..ko..thể..được ...đươc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;.................................................. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 16 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Không Minh, Triệu Vân, Quan Zu .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bè lũ 3 thằng cải trang sang do thám Đông Ngô. Thế nào Lão Khổng cùng 2 tướng lại mò nhầm vào hậu cung của Quyền. Gái đẹp vô số, vốn sẵn tính mê gái 3 tên lập tức trổ tài hươu vượn. Không ngờ đây chính là cái bẫy của Tôn Quyền. Sau khi bắt trói 3 tên thì Tôn Quyền nói : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;- Bọn ngu độn các ngươi chưa đủ trình mà bày đặt thám báo... đã thế còn ghẹo hàng của ta..Ta sẽ cho các phi tử của ta giết các ngươi theo cái cách mà các ngươi đã giết giặc.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ hỏi TV : who is u name?? ( tạm dịch mày là thằng nào?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TV : Đi không thay tên ngồi không đổi họ, my name is Vân..ngọn giáo của ta đã đâm chết bao nhiêu thằng noob nước Ngô... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ : Good, các phi tần đâu lấy giáo đâm nát "cái đó" của thằng VÂn cho ta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Đến lượt TQ hỏi Vũ : Who are you?? (tự dịch đi...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vũ hiên ngang : Tao là Quan zu number one đây, ngọn đao của ta đã kill biết bao tướng sĩ của người.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ : very good, các phi tần đâu lấy đao chém nát "cái đó" của Zu cho ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Còn lai Khổng Minh , TQ ask : NGươi là ai...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM cười lớn và đáp : Ta là KM nhưng ta là thằng bán kẹo Mút... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ: ..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 17 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Lữ Bố &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lữ Bố sau khi bị chém lên thiên đường gặp thượng đế, thượng đế bèn dẫn Lữ Bố đi chọn phòng. Ở đây mỗi phòng đều có 1 chiếc đồng hồ nhưng cái thì quay chậm rì cái thò quay tít thò lò như lắp mô tơ vào đít. Bố hỏi : thưa ngài sao phòng nào cũng có đồng hồ mà lại không lắp điều hòa..?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Thượng đế : oh sít, ăn mày còn đòi xôi gấc..chẳng lẽ tao cho mày ra ngủ ở nhà chờ xe buýt bây giờ.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB nghĩ thầm tao mà có thiên phương họa kích ở đây thì tao cho mày chầu trời ngay!!!??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB đáp : dạ con không dám nhưng sao có phòng đồng hồ chạy nhanh như ăn cắp mà có phòng đồng hồ lai chạy chậm như công an??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TĐ : ah, nhanh chậm của đồng hồ phụ thuộc vào độ ngoại tình của vợ hay chồng của người ở phòng đó.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Sau khi vừa nhận phòng đã thấy LB gọi với TĐ : thưa ngài làm ơn cho con cốc trà đá và điếu vina ý lộn ngài tắt dùm con cái quạt trần nó quay vù vù làm con cold(lạnh) quá. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TĐ : Đâu có đó là chiếc đồng hồ của con Điêu thuyền vợ mày đấy chứ...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 18 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Điêu Thuyền &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Điêu Thuyền đến gặp Hoa Đà để kể rằng ĐT có vấn đề về chuyện gối chăn....Sau khi tư vấn nhiều vần đề kể cả về vi a gờ ra mà vẫn chưa biết nguyên nhân gây sóng gió trong đời sống vợ chồng của DT và Đổng Công... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ bèn hỏi : Thế cô có bao giờ nhìn mặt chồng trong lúc sinh hoạt chưa??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT : ah có, tôi đã nhìn 1 lần... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HD : Thế lúc đó mặt Đổng Công thế nào... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT : Trông Đổng Công cực kì giận dữ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : Giận dữ à... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Cảm thấy đã đánh hơi được vấn đề HD nói tiếp .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : Chà thú vị đây..chúng ta cần làm rõ thêm vấn đề này..cô bảo cô chỉ nhìn mặt Đổng Công trong lúc đang sinh hoạt duy nhất 1 lần..điều đó hơi bất thường..đã thế mặt Đổng Công còn rất giận dữ nữa...vậy tình huống đó xẩy ra như thế nao??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT : ah, Đổng Công lúc đó đang nhìn qua của sổ về phía tôi và Lữ Bố....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 19 :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Lữ Bố &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lữ Bố là chiến thần vô địch đi đến đâu là quân địch thất kinh bát đảo tới đó, tuy vậy LB cũng là con người yêu súc vật, gái đẹp, mẹ già nói chung là yêu tùm lum.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một lần LB đi chinh phạt ngoài biên ải bèn dặn dò Lý Nho : mày ở nhà chỉ có lô đề cờ bạc...nay ta đi chiến đấu thì ngươi ở nhà lo lắng dùm cho gia đình và gia súc của ta nghe chưa..1 tháng lên thông báo 1 lần tình hình giá vàng giá đô và mọi việc ở nhà cho ta đấy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;1 tháng sau Lý Nho lên gặp LB và nói : xin lỗi Bố nhưng con chó yêu của ngài die rồi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : hả..tao đã bảo mày chăm sóc chu đáo cho nó cơ mà.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LN : Dạ Hoa Đà bảo nó chết vì rối loạn tiêu hóa do ăn quá nhiều.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Hả..hả tao bảo mày cho nó ăn theo khẩu phần khoa học cơ mà (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LN : vâng thưa Bố, nhưng do con Xích thố chết nên 1 lần nó mò sang máng ăn của Ngựa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Cái giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.....mày nói sao..con Xích Thố của tao chếttttttttttttttt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LN : Vâng do chuồng ngựa bị cháy nên.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB :Cái giiiiiiiiiiii, làm sao mà chuồng ngựa cháy hả thằng ngu??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LN : Dạ, do lâu đài của Ngài cháy nên bắt lửa sang chuồng ngựa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : oh, NO, what u say (mày nói cái gì?) Lâu đài của tao cháy.....??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LN : Vâng do nến thắp quan tài của mẹ ngài bắt lửa vào rèm cửa nên lâu đài cháy a..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Trời...quan tài.....mẹ tao....??? nói lại coi me tao làm sao ha??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LN : Mẹ Bố chết do bị nhồi máu cơ tim ạ, Bà bị sock khi thấy vợ ngài là Điêu Thuyền bỏ nhà theo thằng Trương Liêu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB Xỉu............................. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 20:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My Chúc (tự là Tử Trọng) nguyên là con một nhà hào phú người Đông Hải, một bữa ra thành Lạc Dương mua bán, khi về đến nửa đường gặp một người con gái xinh đẹp xin đi nhờ xe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chúc xuống đi bộ, nhường xe cho người con gái ấy ngồi. Người ấy cứ nhất định mời My Chúc lên cùng ngồi. Chúc lên xe, ngồi thực nghiêm trang, mắt không trông ngang lần nào. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Đi được vài dặm, người con gái xin xuống xe, từ giã My Chúc và nói rằng: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Ta là Hoả Đức Tinh Quân, phụng mệnh Thượng Đế xuống đốt nhà ngươi đêm nay. Ngươi nên về nhà dọn dẹp hết đồ đạc đi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nói rồi biến mất. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chúc thất kinh vội vàng chạy về. Tối hôm ấy quả nhiên trong bếp phát hoả, nhà cửa cháy hết. Chúc cũng vì thế mà đem gia tài phân tán, cứu giúp người nghèo khó. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sau này, khi lên Thượng giới, My chúc gặp lại Hoả Đức Tinh Quân bèn nói như trách: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Hồi đó nữ thần đã thương, báo trước cho tui vụ đốt nhà để tui khỏi mất mạng, sao không thương cho trót mà đừng đốt nữa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hoả Đức Tinh Quân tức giận: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Ta xinh đẹp thế này, vậy mà ngồi chung xe với ta ngươi không thèm nhìn một lần, nên ta cứ đốt để dạy cho ngươi biết phép lịch sự với phụ nữ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- ?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 21:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Điêu Thuyền &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dù đã có chú lợn Đổng Trác, con Hổ Lữ Bố và con sói Trương Liêu vẫn thấy thèm thuồng...Mặc dù rất sợ bệnh bò điên nhưng Thuyền quyết định thịt nốt con Trâu Hứa Chử cho đủ bộ tứ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sau bao ngày quần sọc áo 2 dây hở rốn, mắt đảo như rang lạc cuối cùng Thuyền cũng dụ được Chử mời vào nhà.. Vừa vào đến nhà, thú tính nổi lên..Thuyền nhảy ngay lên giường cởi bỏ xiêm y và gào lên : Anh Chử, Anh hãy hành hạ em đi !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chử ngơ ngáo : hả..hả...hành hạ à!!! Thuyền càng gào to : Vâng nhanh lên, hãy hành hạ em đi anh ...!! Chử ngáo ngơ : hả...hả...hành hạ thế nào..hành hạ bằng cái gì giờ ??? Thuyền không nhịn nổi thét lên : Sao mày ngu thế...hành hạ tao bằng cái mày vẫn dùng để đi tiểu ý (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chử gãi đầu gãi tai : Thế ah, đấy là em đòi đấy nhé.. .nói đoạn Chử cúi xuống gầm giường lôi ra cái bô rồi phang 1 phát thật mạnh vào đầu Điêu Thuyền............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 22:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Điển Vi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Điển Vi là dũng tướng của Tào Tháo, ngoài sức khỏe hơn trâu (trâu còn khỏe hơn người..) ĐIển Vi còn là 1 chiến tướng cựu kỳ anh dũng gạn dạ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Câu nói nổi tiếng của Điển Vi : Đừng nói quân địch đông bao nhiêu, mà hãy nói nó ở đâu, để tao còn biết đường mà......chạy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Một hôm, Điển Vi dẫn 1 vạn quân tiên phong chập ngay 1 vạn quân Thục..Điển Vi hô to : hãy mang cho ta chiếc áo màu đỏ...Sau khi mặc chiếc áo những con quỷ đỏ Điển Vi dẫn 1 vạn quân lao vào đánh cho 1 vạn quân Thục chạy như đua xe gặp cơ động... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sau trận chiến, các chư tướng khâm phục hỏi : tại sao ngài mặc áo đỏ trong trận chiến??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ĐV oai nghiêm trả lời : Để nếu máu ta có đổ xuống, các ngươi cũng không biết và vẫn vững tâm chiến đấu...tiếng hoan hô vang lên như sấm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sáng hôm sau 1 vạn quân tiên phong của Điển Vi chập 10 vạn quân Thục do Trương Phi, Quan Zu cầm đầu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Quân lính lo âu quay lại chờ superman Điển Vi ra lệnh thì thấy Điển Vi nhỏ nhẹ nói : Quân bay đâu, mang cho tao chiếc quần màu vàng........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 23:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lại nói về TRương Phi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;TRương Phi suốt ngày bị Quan Zu chê trách là ngu là hữu dũng vô mưu..nuôi phí cơm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Phi căm lắm : dog die thật ( tạm dịch là chó chết thật..). Ông mày thuộc bảng cửu chương làu làu, đọc 24 chữ cái nhoay nhoáy, chat YM thì như ăn cắp thế mà suốt ngày chê ông mày ngu...cú thật...Nhưng nghĩ lại thì thằng Zu nổi tiếng hơn mình thật..đã thế nó còn cao hơn mình..râu cũng dài hơn mình nữa chứ!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nghĩ bụng Phi liền cắt tóc, cạo râu mặc mấy bộ bảnh bao tay cầm quạt cải trang trông như 1 quân sư có học thức. Phen này mình quyết cho thằng Zu lé con mắt bên phải, chột con mắt bên trái về sự thông minh của mình... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Phi thong dong đến doanh trại của Zu thì gặp Zu đang đứng ở chuồng ngựa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Phi nói : chào đại tướng quân.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zu : tiên sinh có chi dạy bảo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Phi : tại hạ là quân sư đang đi tìm minh chúa, nếu tại hạ đoán đúng trong chuồng có bao nhiêu ngựa thì tướng quân cho tại hạ 1 con để cưỡi cho đỡ mỏi chân ok??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zu : chà, Zu ta vốn chuộng người giỏi mời tiên sinh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Phi : 8 con hàng ngang, 9 con hàng dọc, 8x9 = 72 con ok??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zu : luổn chuân ( chuẩn luôn) mời ngài chọn 1 con ngựa mà ngài thích.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Phi loay hoay chọn 1 con và vênh mặt nói : thấy ta thông minh ko??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zu nhìn kĩ rồi trả lời : này nếu ta đoán được tiên sinh là ai thì tiên sinh trả lại ta con vật tiên sinh vừa lấy được ko?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Phi : like is ok ( thích thì chiều) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zu : mày là thằng Phi phải không, thôi trả lại con chó cho tao đi thằng NGU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 24:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Trương Phi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Quan Vũ, Trương Phi, Triệu Vân đều là 3 danh tướng nước Thục. Cả 3 luôn luôn kèn cựa về tài năng của nhau.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Quan Vũ : Tao bốc đầu xa nhất ==&gt; tao giỏi nhất &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Trương Phi : Tao ăn lô 1 tuần liền ==&gt; tao mới giỏi nhất &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Triệu Vân : Nhà tao có nhiều muối i ốt nhất nên tao thông minh nhất (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Để tránh tình trạng huynh đệ tương tàn Lưu Bị bèn nhờ Khổng Minh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Quân sư thông minh nhất thiên hạ hãy nghĩ dùm ta 1 cuộc thi để chọn ra người giỏi nhất..với IQ của mình Khổng Minh nghĩ ngay ra cuộc thi vắt sữa bò cho 3 danh tướng tranh tài.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;3 con bò được dắt ra..Quan Vũ hì hục vắt...được 4 lít &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Triệu Vân cũng hì hục nhưng do quen Chat hơn là tập tạ nên chỉ được 3 lít.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Còn Trương Phi tay to nhất bọn hùng hục vắt nhưng chỉ được nửa lít... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Khi trao giải QV và TV té ngửa khi thấy TP đoạt giải nhất... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;QV, TV : chúng mày ngu vừa thôi chứ, ngu hết phần của người khác à...1/2 lít mà vô địch là sao.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;LB từ tốn đáp : nhưng tao đưa nhầm bò đực cho thằng TP mà...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 25:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Trương Phi tiếp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Triệu Vân qua đường, tự nhiên thấy Trương Phi luống cà luống cuống làm cái gì đó. Triệu Vân mới hỏi : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Phi, mày làm sao thế? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Sáng đến giờ tao toàn gặp xui mày ạ. Sáng dậy tao mở cửa thì cửa rụng. Sau đó cầm mâu thì đầu mâu tự nhiên gãy. Lên ngựa cầm yên cương thì dây cương đứt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Ui chu choa. Mày gặp xui thế! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Ừ. Bây giờ tao phân vân là có nên giải quyết nỗi buồn không.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 26:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Điêu Thuyền... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Một hôm Lữ Bố bùng họp đi chat, nhưng Lữ Bố lại mang theo cái tính lấc cấc ra hang chat nên bị mấy thằng trẻ con nó đánh cho nhớ mẹ...Ôm đầu chạy về nhà, vừa mở cửa thì thấy ngay thằng Trương Liêu đang nằm với Điêu Thuyền...Bố hét lên : Thằng dog, dám vào tận nhà tao ăn hàng của tao..mày ra đây tao với mày chơi như 2 thằng đàn bà à quên đàn ông.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;TL : ok, nhưng không húc nhau đâu đấy vì tao đếch có sừng.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sau khi ra ngoài, Bố rỉ tai TL : thôi, dù sao tao với mày cũng là chiến hữu...chẳng lẽ lại giết nhau vì 1 con hàng...Bây giờ tao với mày giả chết, nó chạy đến ôm thằng nào khóc thì nó là của thằng đấy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;2 tiếng hự vang lên rất to, Điêu thuyền mở cửa chạy ra rồi gào to : Chui ra đi anh Chử ơi, 2 thằng ngu nó chết hết rồi.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 27:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lưu Bị sinh được quý tử thì quý hơn vàng....thoi. Quyết cho con ăn học nên người để về sau kế nghiệp cha. LB không tiếc gì miễn cho con thông minh nên người..từ enfamama đến thuốc lú không một loại nào mà LB không cho con uống để kích thích trí thông minh. LB tâm niệm: dù không thành công cũng thành phân...nhầm thành nhân. Thầy khôn mới có trò giỏi..không ai có thể dạy nổi cục vàng của LB trừ Khổng Minh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Khổng Minh từ trước nay chỉ biết ăn dỗ trẻ con chứ dạy học thì thật là pó tay. Nhưng nếu từ chối thì lại về quê chăn lợn..KM không biết dạy cái gì bèn hỏi bừa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;KM : A Đẩu , con hãy đặt 1 câu 1 về ta xem nào... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A Đẩu : Dạ, Thầy thông minh hơn con lợn ạ ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;KM tái mặt nhưng vẫn cố cười và nghĩ : mẹ, thôi thằng ngu này hay đua ngựa trái phép hỏi nó về ngựa vậy..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;KM : A Đẩu , ngựa phi nhanh gọi là gì ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A Đẩu : Dạ, nước đại ạ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;KM hài lòng lắm hỏi tiếp : thế phi chậm ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A Đẩu : Dạ, nước....tiểu ạ.!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;KM : ặc ặc, thông minh quá, con thông minh như cha con!!!...tiện thể đặt 1 câu về phép so sánh luôn cho ta xem??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A Đẩu được khen thì sướng lắm nhanh nhảu đọc 1 hơi : Thời tiết hôm nay xấu như con gấu, lớp học hôm nay buồn như con chuồn chuồn, bài tập hôm nay chán như con gián, thầy giáo ngu như con lu lu..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Đến nước này thì lão Khổng không nhịn được nữa thét lên : Thôi, thế mà cũng đòi đi học, mày đúng là thần kinh dẫm phải đinh, dở hơi biết bơi, chim cút sang ju ven tút ngay!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 28:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Lưu Bị.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Trận Xích Bích, nhờ mưu kế của 2 quân sư Chu Du và Khổng Minh...LB và TQ đánh cho quân Tào tan tác, chạy mất cả dép...LB đích thân truy kích quân Tào, LB mặc dù 1 vs 1 thua cả thằng trẻ con nhưng tài cắn trộm, nói phét thì không có khách...Thoáng thấy bóng Hứa Chử với cái mô tơ ở đít đang lao vào rừng...Bị liền đơn thương độc mã cầm cung rượt theo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;LB nghĩ : đánh tay đôi thì nó hắt hơi mình đã vãi ra quần nhưng với tài bắn cung của ta thì nó chưa lao vào đã chết, thịt được thằng trâu điên này thì danh tiếng của ta nổi như cồn, còn ai dám nói ta ăn hại nữa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lò dò tìm kiếm, LB bỗng thấy Chử đang anh hùng núp trên 1 cái cây .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;LB giương cung và quát : Thằng Chử mày xuống đây không tao bắn !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chử sợ lắm rơi xuống cái bịch, LB càng được dịp củ hành : ngồi sát gốc cây không tao bắn!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chử nghe theo như con cún, Bị càng to còi : Chử, mày ị đi không tao bắn !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chử vốn gạn dạ nên nghe LB dọa bèn ị ngay (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bị càng lấn tới : Chử, mày bốc ăn đi không tao bắn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chử : Không, mày đi mà ăn (??) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bị : không ăn tao bắn đó!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nhục quá không chịu nổi Chử nhắm mắt hét lên : Thôi mày bắn đi!!tao thà chết chứ không chịu hi sinh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bị giương mạnh bỗng nhiên cung gẫy cái rụp.....Chử đang nhắm mắt chờ chết thì nghe LB nói : Hứa......hứa.......hứ...a.....Chử....chử ....ch...ử!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chử : gì?????????????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;LB : ĐĐĐ...Để..ể..ể...ttt...ta...tao...ăn... cho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 29&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Đổng Công. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Đổng Công hay đi chat nên làm quen được với Điêu Thuyền. Để chứng tỏ với người đẹp mình thuộc dạng Nhà mặt phố Bố làm to nên Đổng Công rất ga lăng. Đặt mất 3 con ngựa của bạn, bóc của gia đình hơn 100 cây vàng để bao gái rốt cuộc Đổng Công cũng được người đẹp rủ về nhà làm bữa ngủ thân mật.(???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sáng hôm sau, Đổng Công đang định dắt con SH (SH là tên con ngựa) ra về thì thấy trên tường treo bức tranh vẽ 1 thằng to béo râu ria xồm xoàm trông rất hung dữ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Đổng Công giật mình hỏi : Honey, cái thằng trong tranh là chồng em đấy hả??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ĐT : không.. are u crazy ??(anh điên à) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Đổng Công : Vậy bồ trên mạng của cưng hả... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ĐT : No, no.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Đổng Công : Thế nó là thằng chó chết nào mà trông tởm thế..?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ĐT thản nhiên trả lời : À, là em trước khi được Hoa Đà phẫu thuật giới tính á &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Đổng Công đương nhiên là xỉu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 30:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về 3 anh em Lưu, Quan, Trương &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm, 3 anh em LB, QZ, TP rủ nhau sang nước Ngô do thám, tranh thủ làm tí gội đầu matxa. Nhưng vì 3 anh em kết nghĩa máu thịt, thằng này tưởng thằng kia khao nên ruốt cuộc không thằng nào mang tiền...Sau khi được bọn bảo kê khuyến mại thêm món răng môi lẫn lộn thì 3 anh em bị bắt trói giải lên Tôn Quyền... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ : Láo, tội làm gián điệp có thể tha (???) nhưng đi gội đầu matxa không bo em út thì phải chém...Dù sao cũng có chút quen biết nên Tao sẽ củ hành chúng mày trước khi chém.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;3 thằng làm cho tao 2 việc, làm được tao tha... không làm được thì ngày này năm sau là ngày sinh, à quên ngày giỗ chúng mày.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Việc đầu tiên mỗi thằng đi kiếm cho tao 10 quả bất kỳ về đây &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Ở nước NGô kiếm hàng chat, hàng karaoke thì dễ chứ hàng hoa quả thì quá khó...nhưng để sống nên 3 anh em phải cố.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Đến chiều tối, LB kiếm được 10 quả cam, QZ kiếm được 10 quả nho còn TP thì vẫn "thuê bao quý khách vừa gọi không liên lạc được" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tôn Quyền : good, bây giờ là việc thứ 2...nhét tất cả chỗ quả các người kiếm được vào đít..thằng nào kêu 1 câu giết. Thằng nào làm được tao tha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB nghiến răng trợn mắt nhét được 1 quả, đến quả thứ 2 thì không chịu nổi nhiệt la lên cái OÁi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TQ : nhốt nó vào ngục sáng mai xử bắn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB mếu máo quay sang QZ nói : thôi số anh nó black, die phải chịu...với mấy quả nho rừng chắc mày sống thôi...vĩnh biệt mày với thằng Phi...nhớ báo thù cho tao.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Nhưng chỉ 1 lúc sau, LB thấy QZ cũng bị nhốt vào ngục chờ chết cùng mình. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Chó chết thật, quả cam nó to, tao chết đã đành...quả nho nhỏ thế mà mày cũng chết là sao??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : Má nó, 9 quả đầu em làm ngon lành....đến quả thứ 10 em phì cười nên die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Sao tự nhiên mày cười hả thằng ngu?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : Mẹ kiếp, đúng lúc đó em thấy thằng Phi tha về 10 quả mít....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;_________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 31:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Cặp bài trùng Hứa Chử, Điển Vi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Hứa Chử nói chuyện với Điển Vi : Anh em mình mang tiếng làm vệ sĩ cho VIP (Tào Tháo) mà trông vẫn farmer (nông dân) quá...Tao với mày phải làm cái gì đó cho có phong cách quý tộc nhỉ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV : Tao cứ tưởng chiều chiều 2 thằng tóc xanh tóc đỏ, mồm phì phèo điều thuốc quần đùi dép lê ngồi xổm hàng nước chửi tục vài câu, nhổ dăm ba bãi nước bọt là quý tộc lắm rồi chứ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : mày ngu lắm, quý tộc là đi chat ngồi phòng VIP, karaoke ngồi phòng riêng, đi tù ngồi phòng biệt giam nghe chưa (???) Thôi tao với mày đi săn, bắt chước phong cách đế vương vậy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Đang lò dò trong rừng..bỗng đâu 1 con sư tử to đùng nhảy vèo ra nhìn HC, ĐV liếm mép... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vốn là 2 chiến tướng lẫy lừng của Tào THáo, gan dạ có thừa. nên HC, ĐV thét lên rồi...........bỏ chạy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Đang chạy, bỗng Điển Vi thấy HC cởi hết giáo trụ,quần áo vứt đi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV : Mày điên à, có cởi hết cũng đâu chạy nhanh hơn sư tử... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : Sao mày ngu thế, tao cần gì chạy nhanh hơn nó..tao chỉ cần chạy nhanh hơn mày thôi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 32:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về A Đẩu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;A Đẩu từ lúc sinh ra ngoài ăn chơi, chat chit, lô đề cờ bạc thì chưa được tích sự gì. Thành tích hơn người của A Đẩu có chăng là mọi người chỉ được học 1 năm 1 lớp, còn A Đẩu thì được học hẳn 3 năm 1 lớp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Những việc liên quan đến đầu óc thì do A Đẩu bẩm sinh đã không có óc nên đi thuê cửu vạn làm, còn việc chân tay thì A Đẩu làm nhoay nhoáy. Tài năng duy nhất của Đẩu là vẽ rất đẹp y như thiệt. Bằng khen là 3 lần bị công an bắt vì tội vẽ bậy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Khổng Minh tất tưởi chạy đến nhà Lưu Bị với bàn tay băng bó kín mít và gào lên : Bớ Lưu Bị, mày ra đây tao bẩm cái này...(???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vừa lúc đó bỗng 1 xác ướp chạy ra... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM thét lên : Heo mi, Mummy return... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Mummy : Tao LB đây, có việc gì???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : Trời, thời trang mới hả mày... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : uhm, thế mày làm sao mà tay băng đầy thế kia??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : dạ thưa mày..thằng A Đẩu học thì ngu...toàn ngồi vẽ trong lớp...nó vẽ con ruồi lên bàn làm tao tưởng ruồi thật nên đập nát cả tay ra đây này....ủa ,mà sao mày băng bó khắp người thế??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Thì cũng tại nó...đây là hậu quả của việc nó vẽ Điêu Thuyền lên đống thủy tinh vỡ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 33:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Trương Liêu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trương Liêu lúc còn sống là nỗi sợ hãi của quân địch, nhưng lúc chết lại là nỗi sợ hãi của quân mình (???). Bởi về già nhưng vẫn quen xài "vi a gờ ra" như hồi trẻ nên bị sốc thuốc giật đùng đùng mà thăng...thật kinh hãi!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Xuống gặp Diêm Vương, Diêm Vương nói : Nể tình nhà ngươi là danh tướng và lúc còn sống người đã tiễn rất nhiều người xuống đây trước thời hạn, ta tiết kiệm được rất nhiều chi phí đưa đón...Cảm kích trước điều đó, tao cho mày được chọn hình phạt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;DV dẫn TL đi chọn phòng... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;mở phòng đầu tiên : thấy vạc dầu sôi sùng sục...Lữ Bố, Đổng Trác đang lăn lộn trong đó..Liêu hết hồn đóng của cái rầm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Mở phòng thứ 2 : thấy cơ man nào là người bị đóng đinh, xẻo thịt...trong đó có cả Hứa Chử, Điển Vi....Liêu rùng mình nghĩ : may mà mình đóng tã rùi, chứ không vãi ra đây thì nhục chết... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Đến phòng thứ 3 thì thấy trong phòng có 1 ông già nhăn nheo, ghẻ lở, bẩn thỉu đang nằm. Nhưng ngạc nhiên hơn là thấy Điêu Thuyền trên người không mảnh vải đang âu yếm, ve vuốt..hôn hít ông già.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Liêu như mở cờ trong bụng nói to : oh yeah! Tao chọn this room!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vừa nói xong thì thấy DV bước vào vỗ vai Điêu Thuyền nói : Sướng nhé, có người thay rồi, giờ sang phòng vạc dầu tắm đi.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Liêu die lần thứ 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 34:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kiều Lão, người nước Ngô, có 2 cô con gái sắc nước hương trời, tên gọi Kiều a Nhót và Kiều a Nhị. Nhị Kiều, mỗi người một vẻ đều xinh đẹp đảm đang. Cô chị A Nhót thì hiền dịu, đằm thắm, cô em A Nhị thì sắc sảo, nhanh nhẹn. Rồi một ngày, A Nhót tìm được trượng phu, chàng Tôn Quyền phong độ hào hoa như bao chàng trai của chúng ta, sáng thiết triều, trưa vào Internet chát chít, chiều đón người yêu. Tôn Quyền là người chung thuỷ, chỉ karaoke tay vịn, massage hoặc quá lắm thì ra Đồ Sơn chơi bời qua loa chứ tuyệt nhiên không bồ bịch gì. Tuy nhiên trước khi ra mắt chính thức Kiều Lão, cô em khuyên chị nên thử thách ông anh rể tương lai trước đã. Mọi người trong nhà đồng ý để cô em làm vật thử, cô em rất vui vẻ giúp đỡ chị mình. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Ban đầu là nhắn tin nhầm, rồi sau đó là chát wc,... nhưng Tôn Quyền vốn là người không thích chăn chíp, nên mọi thủ đoạn của cô em đều bị thất bại. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Mọi người trong nhà rất vui, con gái mình đã có được người chồng tuyệt vời. Thế rồi ra mắt, 2 họ gặp nhau, định ngày cưới hỏi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Đêm trước hôm đám cưới, Tôn Quyền qua nhà người yêu xem có gì đỡ đần được không, cả nhà Kiều lão đều ra khách sạn chuẩn bị, chỉ có a Nhị ở nhà, cô gái tiếp chuyện anh rể không được tự nhiên lắm, thấy vậy họ Tôn đứng dậy cáo lui. Bỗng nhiên, a Nhị ôm chặt lấy Tôn công tử, thổn thức : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;"Anh à!... em chúc mừng HP anh chị, chị là người gặp anh trước, xứng đáng có anh hơn... Em cũng rất yêu anh, nhưng ngày mai anh chị là của nhau rồi...!!! Em không còn cơ hội nữa...!!! em nguyện cho anh sự trinh trắng của em... ngay bây giờ, ở đây, chỉ có anh xứng đáng điều ấy...!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tôn Quyền không nói gì, đẩy nhẹ cô gái sang một bên, lao ra cửa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bất ngờ Kiều Lão xuất hiện, ôm chầm lấy Tôn tráng sĩ, rưng rưng : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;"...!!! Chúc mừng con, con của ta, con đã vượt qua thử thách cuối cùng..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Và đám cưới diễn ra thật vui vẻ.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;****Lưu ý : trong mọi trường hợp, nên để Condom ở dưới yên ngựa hoặc trong cốp xe ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 35:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói, Lưu, Quan, Trương, Triệu mỗi người một phương sau khi gặp nhau thì mừng qua, liền tổ chức bữa nhậu ăn mừng. Nhưng do dân mang đến nhiều rượu quá, nên đồ nhắm thì đã hết mà rượu vẫn còn đến mấy thùng. Bị mới nói : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;-Vân, ra sau bếp mang nồi cháo ra đây! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vân dạ dạ rồi đi ra, lúc sau mang một cái nồi to đùng ra. Cả bọn lại cùng vừa ăn vừa nhậu. Nhưng... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bị:-Vân, mày lấy cháo ở đâu mà ăn sượng sượng thế này! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quan:-Ừ, cháo gì mà toàn xương với xương thế! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trương:-Còn gạo gì mà cứ đóng lại thành từng cục thế! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;.................................................. ............................................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Cam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; phu nhân:-Ối giời ơi! Đứa nào lấy mất cái nồi cám heo của bà rồi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 36:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Quan Vũ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quan Zu thần oai hiển hách trên chiến trường nhưng ở nhà chỉ là 1 con cún trước vợ, Vũ lao vào quân địch như con sói lao vào bầy dê nhưng vợ lại là Sư tử...Hơn nữa Quan Vũ lại sợ gián (???) but why?? Vì Quan Zu sợ vợ mà vợ sợ gián nên..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Wife : Sao mày đánh nhau thì giỏi thế mà lau nhà quét nhà thế nào toàn thấy gián là sao...từ giờ tao con thấy 1 con gián là mày bye bye 1 cái răng nghe chưa...vì thế Vũ sợ gián cũng phải.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ không biết làm sao bèn cầu cứu Hoa Đà : ngày xưa mày học trung cấp thú y đúng không, làm ơn cho tao thuốc diệt gián không thì vợ tao giết tao mất.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : Đây cầm lấy cái lọ này...mày xịt quanh nhà đảm bảo lũ gián trong nhà sẽ sang chiến đấu với gián nhà thằng Trương Phi hết..nhớ đọc kỹ hướng dẫn trước khi sử dụng.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vài hôm sau, HĐ đến thăm QZ thì thấy 1 cụ già cao lớn, râu dài, móm đang ngồi ăn cháo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : Cụ làm ơn cho cháu gặp QZ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Cụ già : Tao đây chứ ai... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : Trời thế răng mày đâu hết rồi....râu dài + móm làm tao tưởng ông nào.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : Mie, nhờ thuốc của mày nên từ giờ tao toàn ăn cháo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HĐ : trời, thuốc tốt mà... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : Uh, tốt quá...lũ gián nhà tao sang nhà thằng Phi chiến đấu rất hăng và bắt về cơ man nào là tù binh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 37:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Quan Zu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Trương Phi đang đi tuần thì thấy QZ mắt thâm quầng đang đứng lầu bầu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : Ê, mắt mày sao thế...lại bị vợ đánh à, con vợ mày đúng là đồ vũ..nữ ( Chồng đánh vợ : vũ phu, Vợ dánh chồng : Vũ nữ ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : Không! tao bị mất ngủ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : Trời, đang định hỏi mày mơ cái gì đêm qua để tao làm con lô thì.....thế sao mày mất ngủ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : ah trên giường tao có con rận chết... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : Ăc...chết rồi sao cắn được mà mất ngủ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : nhưng vì nó chết nên cả lò nó đi đưa đám mới nhục chứ.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 38:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về A Đẩu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lưu Bị sau khi nghe tin vợ mình đẻ con trai thì mừng hơn cha chết...Truyền ngay thầy bói họ Khổng lên xem quẻ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Mày xem hộ tao cái, thằng con tao không giống tao lắm hay vợ tao ngoại tình??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : óe, thế nào mà không giống hả mày??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Tao đầu tóc bờm xờm như thằng ăn cắp thế này đã thế răng còn tranh nhau làm tổ trưởng thế mà thằng con tao trọc lốc lại còn móm là sao???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : Trời, ngu hết phần anh em rồi, trẻ con nào mới sinh đều như thế đấy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB thở phào : làm tao lo quá, thôi được mày xem hậu vận thằng con dùm tao đi.......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM bấm đốt ngón tay rồi mặt tái xanh phán rằng : tương lai nó sẽ là vua 1 cõi, nhưng nó bị lời nguyền do thiếu i ốt từ trong bụng mẹ là : hễ nó gọi đến ai trong đám người thân của nó thì người đó die...Âu cũng là số phận. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB cùng vợ buồn lắm nhưng bán con sang Nam Man mấy lần không thành công nên đành dạy dỗ nó nên người (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Rồi ngày đó cũng đến...A Đẩu bắt đầu biết talking...1 hôm A Đẩu gọi Bà ơi thế là Bà lăn đùng ra chết.......Sau đó 1 thời gian, khi đang chơi với mẹ..A Đẩu say : mother!!! thế là mẹ lên gặp Bà luôn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB biết rồi cũng đến lượt mình nên tụ tập văn võ bá quan lại tuyên bố : Ta biết không tránh được số trời...nay ta truyền ngôi cho A Đẩu...xin vĩnh biệt mọi người. Nói xong LB quay sang A Đẩu : Gọi bố đi con.!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;A Đẩu nhẹ nhàng gọi : Papa và..............Trương Phi lăn đùng ra chết !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 39:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Quan Zu.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm tranh thủ lúc vợ đi vắng nhà không có ai, Lão Khổng bật phim x lên xem...đúng lúc đó thì QZ mặt buồn so lò dò đến... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Shut down cái rụp, Lão Khổng cố rặn ra 1 nụ cười và nói : Sao, lại trượt lô chứ gì..thôi để tao phán cho 1 con, hôm qua tao vừa mơ cả sọt trứng úp vào đầu xong...mày đánh con 33 đảm bảo nổ tanh bành (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : Không tao đang buồn cái khác??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : Sao không nói sớm, toa lét ở trong kia vào nhanh đi bố.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : mẹ kiếp tao đang buồn trong tâm hồn thằng ngu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : nói nghe coai??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : một hôm tao đến tìm thằng Phi, nó đi vắng...có mỗi tao với vợ nó ở nhà...tao thịt vợ nó luôn...tao ân hận quá.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : ặc...vãi hàng.info...thôi biết ân hận là tốt rồi...thời gian sẽ qua mà.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : một hôm khác....tao đến tìm anh Bị....Bị đi vắng có mỗi vợ ở nhà...tao thịt luôn.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : pó tay.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : một hôm khác nữa tao đến tìm thằng Vân...nó đi vắng...có mỗi vợ nó ở nhà..tao thịt....ủa Mày đâu rồi lão Khổng???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ tìm 1 hồi mới thấy KM tay lăm lăm thanh kiếm đang run bần bật núp trong gầm giường...QZ : mày làm gì mà nấp ở đây??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;KM : mie, nghe mày kể 1 hồi tao mới nhớ ra ở đây có mỗi mình tao và mày !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 40:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Lưu Bị &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Lưu Bị ngồi chat với Bàng Thống &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB kể : Thằng Khổng Minh trông thế thôi, ngoài tài xem bói và dự báo thời tiết ra thì nó đúng là một thằng NGu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;BT : ặc ặc...cả thiên hạ đều kính nể trí khôn của nó, IQ của nó trên dưới 20 mà ngài còn chê nó ngu (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : mày biết không, hôm qua tao bảo nó mang giầy ra cho tao để tao đi chạy tập thể dục...thế mà thằng ngu đấy lại để chiếc giày phải sang bên trái và chiếc bên trái sang bên phải làm tao phải ngồi tréo chân mới xỏ được...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 41:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Lã Bố &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Sau khi đánh thắng Tào Tháo ở Bộc Dương, liền tổ chức đại tiệc. Sau vài tuần rượu, Bố đã ngà ngà say, liền rút đèn pin ra, chiếu lên giời, nói : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;_Hôm nay thằng nào mà theo ánh sáng đèn pin trèo lên được nóc nhà thì ông cho ăn tối với Điêu Thuyền! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tang Bá : Để tao! Chuyện nhỏ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Cao Thuận : Tao! Tao làm được! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trương Liêu : Để tao! Tụi mày thì biết cái gì! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;.................................................. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trần Cung : Dừng lại đi mấy thằng ngu! Không biết tụi bay ăn cái gì mà ngu thế! Thằng Bố nó mà tắt cái đèn pin giữa chừng thì tụi bay ngã lộn cổ cả nút!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 42:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Hứa Chử .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trong trận Xích Bích, Quân Tào bị Chu Du, Khổng Minh bày mưu lóc lốp đã thế trên đường rút chạy do bên tào ko có máy dự báo thời tiết ( khổng minh) nên gặp bão Chan Chu ==&gt; càng thê thảm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tàu chìm, Hứa Chử dạt vào hoang đảo...một thân 1 mình Chử rất sợ nhưng vẫn cứng cỏi tự an ủi : thằng Robinson còn sống được nữa là Chử ta..(??!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Sau một thời gian thích nghi, mặc dù trên đảo ko có karaoke và chat nhưng Chử vẫn béo trắng...tuy nhiên còn 1 thứ mà Chử cứ khao khát mãi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Bất ngờ 1 ngày có 1 cô gái xinh đẹp cỡ á hậu (thời đó chưa có thi hoa hậu) dạt vào đảo...Chử hô hấp nhân tạo cho cô gái tỉnh lại rồi hỏi : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : cô có giữ được thứ gì ko?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Á hậu : Không, chỉ có 1 thứ mà đàn ông các anh ai cũng thèm muốn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC kêu lên sung sướng : Sao, cô mang theo rượu à????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 43:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Triệu Vân &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Triệu Vân, Trương Phi cùng đến phòng khám phụ khoa của Hoa Đà để khám bệnh xã hội.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trương Phi vào trước..1 lúc sau Vân thấy Phi đi ra mà run lẩy bẩy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vân hỏi : Sao, thời kỳ cuối rồi hả con...hôm nay ngày bao nhiêu để tao còn làm con lô.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Phi : Bậy nào, tao phải xét nghiệm máu..thằng Hoa Đà đang tìm dao để cắt tay tao lấy máu.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Phi chưa kịp dứt lời thì thấy Vân mặt xanh lè lăn quay ra đất... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Phi vội vàng vớ ngay cái bàn đập 4,5 cái vào đầu cho Vân tỉnh lại rồi cuống cuồng hỏi : mày sao thế??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chỉ thấy Vân thều thào đáp : tao đến đây để xét nghiệm nước tiểu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 44:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Chu Du.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lưu Bị vốn yêu người tài nên mở cuộc thi tuyển chọn quân sư mưu đồ việc lớn. Nghe thông báo tuyển người, 2 dũng sĩ diệt gia đình là Chu Du và Khổng minh rủ nhau tới phỏng vấn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Du : may quá, tao tưởng phải đặt nốt con ngựa của ông già tao để trả nợ rồi..tao với mày cố gắng thi đỗ để có thằng nuôi báo cô anh em mình...Bọn mình mặt mũi sáng sủa cộng tài hươu vượn vô đối thì ai chả thèm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Khổng Minh vênh váo : tao ko những sáng sủa mà tối cũng sủa cơ đấy! (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Với IQ trên dưới 20 thì bài thi dù có khó cỡ nào thì Chu Du và Khổng Minh cũng đều nộp giấy trắng..(???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Sau khi chấm bài, LB phán : Khổng Minh đỗ, ban cho chức Khí tượng thủy văn công công...còn Chu Du thì chim cút.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chu Du cay cú gào lên : móa, tao có NGu kém gì nó đâu mà sao mày đuổi tao? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Hai thằng ngu như nhau nhưng mày chép bài nó nên mày trượt.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Du : What???( cái gì ) tao và nó đều không làm được sao mày bảo tao chép bài nó...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Câu hỏi 1+1 = ??? thằng KM trả lời là "Tao không biết" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chu Du : thì sao?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : còn mày trả lời là "Tao cũng thế" đó thằng Ngu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 45:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Hứa Chử &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm Hứa Chử ngồi nói chuyện với Điển Vi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : Tao với mày đều là anh hùng mà ko gặp thời...suốt ngày làm osin cho thằng Tháo thật phí đời trai trẻ...tao nhớ ngày xưa đánh giày, bán báo, ăn cắp vặt, tiêu diêu tự tại mà thèm quá....Hay tao với mày viết đơn xin nghỉ việc rồi đi dạy thú kiếm tiền qua ngày ok?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV : forget mother go ( tạm dich : quen mẹ nó đi..) Mày bị té giếng hay điện giật mà tự nhiên đòi đi dạy thú?? mà thú gì?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : Trình tao và mày phải dạy chúa sơn lâm mới oách... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV : Mie, mấy con sư tử Hà đông nhà mày còn chưa dạy được mà đòi dạy sư tử thật... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : mày cứ nói thế, tao toàn bắt con vợ tao phải quỳ đấy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV : lolz, thì nó phải quỳ thì mới lôi được mày ở gầm giường ra chứ..thôi được để tao kiểm tra khả năng của mày.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Nêu bây giờ 1 con sư tử nhảy bổ vào mày thì sao.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : tao vác ghế phang nó ngay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV : nếu nó vồ nát ghế?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : thì tao vác dao chém nó luôn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV : nhỡ nó cắn nát dao?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : thì tao cầm cung bắn nó... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV : nhỡ cung gẫy??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : thì tao nhặt phân ném vào mặt nó rồi chạy chứ sao... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV : ặc, phân??? phân ở đâu ra??? mà nếu ko có phân thì làm sao nhi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;HC : mày ngu thế, nếu con sư tử nhảy vào tao..vồ nát ghế...cắn nát dao..mà cung lại gẫy thì tao đảm bảo với mày lúc đó sẽ có phân...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 46:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Điêu Thuyền &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lữ Bố bị Tào Tháo, Lưu Bị vây ráp đòi nợ rất ác liệt...phải đóng cửa thành tử thủ không dám ra ngoài...muốn đi toilet còn phải vào nhà vệ sinh (???) chứ không dám đứng trên thành rót xuống như trước nữa..!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lương thảo cạn kiệt, đói thối mồm. Trong lúc chờ Trần Cung soi lô cày tiền để trả nợ..thì LB nghĩ ra cách tiết kiệm kéo dài thời gian... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Điêu thuyền nè, nếu em chịu khó tự nấu ăn, giặt giũ, quét nhà thì anh sẽ cho bon osin nghỉ việc... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐT : Được thôi, vậy nếu anh chịu khó đêm đêm ngủ với em thì ta có thể cho thằng Trương Liêu nghỉ việc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 47:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về A Đẩu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;A Đẩu sinh ra đã có đặc điểm của bậc đế vương đó là bướu cổ ( thiếu i ốt) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Dù học dốt nhưng A Đẩu đã 3 lần xộ khám vì đua ngựa trái phép..thật đúng là tài ko đợi tuổi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm A Đẩu hỏi mẹ : Mẹ ơi con ra đời như thế nào hả mẹ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;mother rất ngượng nên nói dối : à à thánh alla gửi con đến cho mẹ..(mẹ A đẩu theo đạo hồi) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;A Đẩu : trong thời chiến loạn này thì ai bảo vệ mẹ con ta ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;mother : à à chú Phi và chú Vũ sẽ bảo vệ mẹ con ta... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;A đẩu : thế tiền để ngày ngày con đi chat, chơi game và bao gái ở đâu ra??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;mother : à à chú Khổng soi lô cày đề để kiếm tiền nhét vào mồm mọi người.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;A Đẩu : thế chỗ muối i ốt ngày ngày chúng ta ăn ở đâu ra... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;mother : do các bác nông dân tốt bụng làm ra ( đúng là mẹ A đẩu, thật vô cùng thông minh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;A Đẩu : con thì do thánh ala mang đến, chú Phi và Vũ bảo vệ chúng ta, tiền thì do Chú Khổng kiếm được, muối thì các bác nông dân cho...thế thì mẹ con ta cần thằng Lưu Bị làm gì nhỉ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 48:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Hứa Chử &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Hứa Chử là 1 dũng tướng nước Ngụy, Chử có khả năng lấy đầu tướng giặc trong trăm vạn quân dễ như đếm sao trên trời..(???) Chử được quân Ngụy tôn xưng danh hiệu cao quý là "chân tay thay đầu óc" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Nhưng không chỉ có vậy, ngoài giờ hành chính Chử vẫn tối tối cắp cặp đến trường học thêm để nâng cao trình độ...Giờ đây ngoài thú vui chém giết Chử còn thích đem kiến thức học trên mạng và quán net ra lòe đồng nghiệp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử hỏi Liêu : Ê , mày có biết Tần Thủy Hoàng là ai ko?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Liêu : pó hand, who is he??( nó là thằng nào) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử : đồ đần độn, nếu mày chịu đi học như tao thì đã biết nó là người đầu tiên tìm ra châu mĩ.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Thế còn Điển Vi : mày biết Tôn Tử là ai ?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Điển Vi : có phải thằng bán kết quả không?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử : Đồ vô học, tác giả harry potter mà dám nói thằng bán kết quả.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chúng mày không chịu đi học thì sẽ thiếu i ốt suốt đời thôi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV, TL : uh, bọn tao không biết Tần Thủy Hoàng và Tôn Tử..nhưng mày có biết A Ngưu là ai không?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử : hả, tên nghe lạ quá, nó là thằng nào??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;ĐV, TL : Nó là thằng vẫn đến với vợ mày trong lúc mày đi học buổi tối đó thằng NGU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 49:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói cặp bài trùng Hứa Chử, Điển Vi...2 danh tướng đi đến đâu quân giặc tháo chạy đến đó...bởi chết vì ai thì chết chứ không ai muốn chết vì tay 2 thằng ngu này &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Do ăn chơi trác táng quá độ, hậu quả của lắc và gameonline..nên Điển Vi đã bị trúng độc ngắc ngoải.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lúc hấp hối, Điển Vi gọi Hứa Chử đến bên giường và nói : Tao rất quý mày Chử à, điều tao tiếc nhất là không được chết cùng với mày cho vui(???)..Dù sao tao cũng sắp die nên tao không muốn giấu mày nữa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;MÀy biết không, chính tao là thằng đã lấy cắp tiền Tào Tháo rồi đổ cho mày làm Tào Tháo cho mày đi thăm bệnh viện Việt Đức..cũng chính tao xui Tào Tháo cho mày lên biên giới xa xôi đánh giặc...và trong lúc đó chính tao lại quyến rũ vợ mày....Tao ân hận quá, nếu được làm lại chắc tao vẫn làm thế quá mày ơi (???) Hãy tha thứ cho tao nhé Chử.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử nhìn bạn bằng con mắt cảm thông rồi nhẹ nhàng nói..Điển Vi à, tao tha thứ tất cả cho mày mà ..nhân đây tao cũng nói luôn để mày khỏi ân hận : chính tao là người hạ độc mày đó...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 50:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Chu Du... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm, Lưu Bị cùng chư tướng sang đông NGô để ăn lẩu hải sản và bàn kế hoạch móc lốp Tào Tháo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Để giữ bí mật và tránh sự dòm ngó của công an..Tôn Quyền mời Lưu Bị và đàn em lên động lắc là 1 chiến thuyền nhãn hiệu @150 đậu giữa sông trường giang...Cuộc vui đang vào cao trào thì tàu đâm phải đá ngầm, thuyền rung dữ dội..lắc giật hơn cả uống thuốc lắc.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Mọi người ai nấy mặt mũi tái xanh...thì thấy Chu Du lật đật chạy vào dúi vào tay mỗi người 1 cái bút và tờ giấy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB ngơ ngác hỏi : Ê, thuyền chìm mày không đưa phao thì thôi đưa giấy bút làm gì thằng kia??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;CD : để viết di chúc chứ còn làm gì nữa, dốt thế... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : ặc..ặc..thế ở đây có cá mập không??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;CD hân hoan khoe : cá mập ở đây to và hung dữ nhất thế giới đấy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tất cả bắt đầu hỗn loạn nhưng cũng chính CD trấn an : nhưng xin mọi người yên tâm...quân NGô vốn rất hay chết đuối nên chúng tôi luôn chuẩn bị kĩ càng..dưới chân ghế mọi người đều có 1 lọ thuốc, chỉ cẩn xoa đều vào tay và chân là được... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB thở phào : phù, bôi cái này là không sợ cá mập nó chén hả.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;CD : Nó vẫn chén như thường, có điều không được ngon miệng thôi !..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Tất cả xỉu............................................. .............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 51:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Trương Phi ( sao nói lắm về thằng này thế nhỉ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm TP rủ Triệu Vân : Hôm nay tao ăn đề 2 nháy (???), tao khao mày nhậu 1 chầu đã đời luôn...mày thích đi lắc, karaoke, Chat, gái.. hay bắn bi (???) cứ nói ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Triệu Vân : Thôi nhậu đi, nhưng hôm nay mày xông xênh thì kiếm chỗ nào đặc biệt 1 chút chứ lên sàn mãi cũng chán.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Sau 1 hồi vắt óc thì 2 chàng trai thông minh cũng chọn được 1 chỗ đặc biệt hoành tráng...đó là lên nóc nhà ngồi nhậu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Loay hoay lên được mái nhà, TP vốn là người cẩn thận và khéo léo nên đã làm đổ thang... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : thôi kệ, cứ nhậu đã...mỗi thằng làm 10 xị thì lại chả bay như chim ý, lo quái gì.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Sau khi uống hết 20 xị, buôn 100 câu truyện và nói đủ 10000 từ...TP và TV bắt đầu tính đến chuyện làm sao để xuống....Sau khi tìm tòi xem xét thì 2 thằng quyết định nhảy xuống đống phân chuồng đang ủ to vật vã ở dưới là an toàn hơn cả.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : thôi tại tao làm đổ thang, mày cứ để tao nhảy xuống trước, nếu có bề gì mày còn đề phòng... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP nhảy nghe cái thụp, TV lo lắng hỏi : chết chưa mày?? ngập đến đâu hả...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP nói to : nhảy đi, không sao đâu, tao chỉ bị ngập đến mắt cá thôi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TV lao xuống và thụp..phân ngập đến cổ...Vân gào lên: ngập đến cổ mà mày dám nói đến mắt cá hả thằng ngu??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : nhưng tao nhảy cắm đầu mà!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 52:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Quan Zu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quan Zu và Trương Phi luôn luôn kèn cựa với nhau xem ai là người đứng thứ 2 sau Lưu Bị.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Trương Phi nói với Lưu Bị : Em đâu có kém gì thằng Zu mà sao e lại phải đứng thứ 3... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Quan Zu : Mày ngu đến mức không biết kém tao cái gì thì đứng thứ 3 là đúng rồi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB không muốn sứt mẻ tình huynh đệ bèn nói : Thôi để anh đứng thứ 3 còn 2 em đứng nhất nhì được chưa??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ, TV đồng thanh nói : ấy chết, Anh Ngu nhất bọn, ăn hại nhất bọn thì làm Đại ca là đúng rồi (???) bọn em tâm phục khẩu phục bầu anh là số 1, vấn đề là thằng nào là số 2.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP nói ngay : em vào tù ra tội nhiều hơn nó, nợ nần cùng chồng chất hơn nó, và đặc biệt là ngu chỉ kém Đại ca, em làm số 2 là quá chuẩn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Qz : Hô hô, nhìn mặt mày thông minh thế kia mà đòi ngu hơn tao...ở đời phải biết mình là ai chứ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Thôi được, 2 em thi ném gạch vậy...anh đứng đây..mỗi thằng ném 3 lần...thằng nào ném trúng mặt anh nhiều nhất thì là số 2..ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : để em ném trước... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vèo...không trúng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : Mẹ kiếp, lại trượt rồi.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;QZ : Ha ha, thằng nào ngu mà còn hay nói bậy thì ông trời sẽ cho sét đánh đó con.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Phi ném phát thứ 2, mặt LB vẫn nguyên vẹn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TP : Mẹ kiếp, Lại trượt rồi.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Đúng lúc này thì có tiếng sét đánh cái rầm...nhưng sét không đánh TP mà đánh QZ cháy đen... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB, TP chưa hiểu chuyện gì thì trên trời bỗng vang lên tiếng nói :Mẹ kiếp, lại trượt rồi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 53:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Lưu Bi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lưu Bị vốn chuộng người tài, khả năng đặc biệt của bậc đế là biết dùng người...ai có tài năng trong thiên hạ đều được Bị mời về làm việc quần quật như osin nhưng bù lại Bị hậu đãi bằng lương cửu vạn (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chính vì vậy Bị rất muốn tìm dịp thử lòng trung của quần thần...Bị nghĩ nếu bây giờ hỏi chúng mày có trung thành với tao không thì thằng ngu như mình còn biết nói có nữa là chúng nó... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm nhân buổi họp Bị mới hỏi : ai ở đây không hài lòng với con vợ ở nhà thì đứng lên??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;tất cả đều đứng lên chỉ có Triệu Vân ngồi im 1 chỗ...Bị lừ mắt nhìn mọi người rồi thân mật đến chỗ của Vân và nói : Cái bọn kia đúng là ngu si tứ chi phát triển..đến vợ chúng nó là người chăm lo cho chúng nó, tiêu tiền dùm chúng nó, trao phân gửi thận cho chúng nó ( trao thân gửi phận) mà chúng nó còn không vừa lòng thì làm sao mà trung thành với tao được...chỉ có mày là yêu vợ nên chắc chắn mày cũng rất trung thành..thật không uổng công tao bạc đãi mày đó (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Vân nhăn nhó nói : Tao thật không dám nhận lời khen của mày, số là tao vừa bị vợ đánh què chân nên không đứng lên được...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 54:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lại nói về Hạ Hầu Kiệt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Một hôm, Chử vừa đi tuần về thì gặp Kiệt đang đứng cười ha hả...Chử bèn hỏi : Sao, trúng lô hả khao đi mày..?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Kiệt : Mie, cả tuần tao chỉ ăn phở cầm hơi thì lấy đâu tiền đánh lô (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử : thế ông già mày die để lại cho mày con ngựa tàu hay sao mà mày cười to thế ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Kiệt : Shut up, toàn talk vớ vỉn...mày biết thằng Hạ Hầu Ân anh em sinh đôi với tao không..?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử : biết, 2 thằng ngu chúng mày giống nhau quá làm bọn tao toàn nhầm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Kiệt : thì thế, tao toàn phải trả giá cho những hành động ngu đần của nó...Nó đi đua xe thì công an lại bắt tao, nó nợ nần chồng chất thì bọn chủ nợ lại xin tao tí tiết, tao cứu Tào Tháo thì Tào tháo lại thưởng nhầm kiếm báu cho nó...đã thế người yêu tao cũng bi nó cưới làm vợ mất...Acay quá mày ạ, tao đã bao nhiêu lần hát bài ngủ ngoan Acay ơi mà vẫn không hết acay thằng chó Ân... nhưng tao trả thù được rồi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Chử : Thế là thế nào?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Kiệt : Ha ha, hôm qua tao giả vờ chết thế là Tào Tháo đem chôn thằng Ân luôn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;.................................................. ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truyện 55:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Lữ Bố và Trương Liêu die cùng lúc và gặp nhau trên thiên đàng.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : ủa, sao mày chết thế??? tao nghe nói SIDA 10 năm mới đi ăn cắp cơ mà??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TL : Ặc, Bố đúng là ngu, chỉ có thằng ăn chơi trác táng như mày thì mới chết vì SIDA, tao bị chết ngạt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Trời, sướng thế !!!..trong thời chiến mà chết độc đáo như mày thì không đụng hàng rồi (???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TL : thế sao mày chết hả Bố (Bố là Lữ Bố) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : ah, tao hộc máu mà chết... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TL : ?????????????????????????????????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Tao biết Điêu Thuyền cặp bồ nên hôm nay tao về sớm bắt quả tang...về đến nhà tao nghe có giọng đàn ông bèn đạp cửa xông vào nhưng không thấy thằng nào, tao lục tủ..soi gầm giường..chạy lên gác vẫn không thấy ai thê là tao tức quá hộc máu chết.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TL gào lên : @#(&amp;amp;*^*&amp;amp;%^$^%(*&amp;amp;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;LB : Hả, mày sao thế?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;TL : Nếu lúc đó mày mở ngay cái hòm cạnh cái tủ thì có phải bây giờ tao với mày vẫn sống không thằng NGu.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;.................................................. .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3419745769765038890?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3419745769765038890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3419745769765038890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3419745769765038890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3419745769765038890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/11/truyn-1-li-ni-v-nh-ng-v-nh-thc-sau-bao.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-4258408510237897690</id><published>2008-11-09T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:19:37.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i found a few interesting things while roaming around the streets.&lt;br /&gt;my father was talking about some interesting shop's names&lt;br /&gt;and he saw a sign along the road : phở Lan điên.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;haha no one would want to eat something made by a crazy person, i think so.&lt;br /&gt;but along Ba Trieu street, when i looked around i saw a better name.&lt;br /&gt;S&amp;amp;M shop. +_+&lt;br /&gt;i think the owner doesnt know what S&amp;amp;M means.&lt;br /&gt;haha then that shop sells handicrafts. =))&lt;br /&gt;but nothing related to S&amp;amp;M anyway ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to my aunt's house.&lt;br /&gt;which was badly affected by the recent rain.&lt;br /&gt;it was interesting to know how ppl were affected.&lt;br /&gt;but that was quite horrible.&lt;br /&gt;the fact that, we are living the capital, and the drainage system is just plainly bad.&lt;br /&gt;can count myself lucky not being a victim, but just that it tingles my doubt a bit.&lt;br /&gt;ah, and i know that all Vietnamese people have a same favourite topic.&lt;br /&gt;they will gladly accept if they get to learn GS....&lt;br /&gt;as they can complain as much as they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid capital.&lt;br /&gt;it just becomes damn big.&lt;br /&gt;and according to some reports, Hanoi has the lowest level of literacy in the whole country.&lt;br /&gt;oh damn.&lt;br /&gt;now i cannot say i'm living in Hanoi.&lt;br /&gt;i'm living in Hanoi 1.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope for the changes for the better.&lt;br /&gt;in the mean time i just learn to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;since i love vietnam ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4258408510237897690?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4258408510237897690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=4258408510237897690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4258408510237897690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4258408510237897690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-i-found-few-interesting-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-1652557588760822929</id><published>2008-11-06T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:11:40.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stripped of the all dear privacy.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to some sudden visit.&lt;br /&gt;and the nvr-ending rain.&lt;br /&gt;stupid damn plans cannot follow.&lt;br /&gt;not really want to mention it.&lt;br /&gt;one more week.&lt;br /&gt;the freedom i enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;of no one bothering.&lt;br /&gt;and all me and myself.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-1652557588760822929?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-2034049837402993228</id><published>2008-11-02T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:53:52.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay i'm finally home.&lt;br /&gt;my trip back home was quite lucky.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining non-stop for the recent three days.&lt;br /&gt;with the exception of a short period.&lt;br /&gt;and that was the time when the flight landed at Noi Bai.&lt;br /&gt;and i had a safe trip back home.&lt;br /&gt;recently the city has been flooded heavily, all thanks to the rain.&lt;br /&gt;even could see people rowing boats around.&lt;br /&gt;the first time i could see that happening in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isnt anything changed in my house.&lt;br /&gt;and due to some problems of the roof, so my room was all humid because of the recent big rain.&lt;br /&gt;arrggh, couldnt even sleep in my own room.&lt;br /&gt;but actually my room is only good for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;it is just plain and boring to stay the day inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to the wet and rainy weather i have been stuck inside my house.&lt;br /&gt;it sucked, and it ruined all of my plans.&lt;br /&gt;hope that the rain will stop soon.&lt;br /&gt;the weather was quite cooling.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to that i have a guaranteed good sleep every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother's cooking is the best.&lt;br /&gt;i do really mean the best, as in the best in the world.&lt;br /&gt;and i had fun helping her in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;it seems that cooking is not bad as i thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;but i hate washing dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have already gained some weight during the last two days.&lt;br /&gt;just seeing me and my mum has started to complain how black and how skinny i am.&lt;br /&gt;and she does have a good way to make me fatter.&lt;br /&gt;haha, even my turtle grew bigger, under her care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying my life to the utmost!&lt;br /&gt;and waiting for all of you fellas to come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just know one version of the legend of thousand paper cranes:&lt;br /&gt;the person who gets 1000 paper cranes, folded by 100$ notes, will have a life full of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what sadako sasaki would say if she knows this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-2034049837402993228?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/2034049837402993228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=2034049837402993228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2034049837402993228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2034049837402993228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-im-finally-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-6362419807690130924</id><published>2008-10-31T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T01:54:42.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow it's just weird.&lt;br /&gt;40 more hours and i will be home with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;i am in middle of happiness and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my parents a lot.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like i will be separated from my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;which makes me feel real sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;i will go back to Vietnam anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and i will eventually come back.&lt;br /&gt;so yah. i have my life.&lt;br /&gt;just live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have quite a few things i want to do when i come back.&lt;br /&gt;recently i have been thinking what i would do when i come back.&lt;br /&gt;and i have a lot of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;i know i will not have the determination to do half of those.&lt;br /&gt;i want to get fatter, get fitter.&lt;br /&gt;try to do some practical things.&lt;br /&gt;try to start doing things on my own, even when i have my parents around.&lt;br /&gt;and reading, i don't want both my Vietnamese and English skill to diminish, as it is already poor to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i have spent much time with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;eventually leading to an unhealthy lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;haha, but i had enjoyable time.&lt;br /&gt;next year we won't be able to gather like this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so we try to enjoy as much as we can.&lt;br /&gt;hm, really anxious to see who will be my roommate for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have so many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;i have no more time to slack around .&lt;br /&gt;should start packing up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-6362419807690130924?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/6362419807690130924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=6362419807690130924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6362419807690130924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6362419807690130924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/10/somehow-its-just-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7295794093959426202</id><published>2008-10-24T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:56:38.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i always like friday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;because after school, it will be the start of weekend.&lt;br /&gt;because when i come back home, there will be new chapter of Naruto and Bleach waiting for me to read.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe because i just like it.&lt;br /&gt;or just i just don't need a reason to like anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we got back the progress report.&lt;br /&gt;i did quite good for the last term and i got quite high.&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm proud of my result.&lt;br /&gt;i still think that i need to change the way i study.&lt;br /&gt;or i will never have a serious working habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go have lunch with tung,yulong,wh,lauren,xinyi and sherryn.&lt;br /&gt;it was good after all.&lt;br /&gt;went back home and had a nice sleep.&lt;br /&gt;then dinner, sitting with tung and daisy.&lt;br /&gt;i really like tung's company.&lt;br /&gt;he can be serious when it comes to his work and his plan.&lt;br /&gt;but he is really lame when he's talking.&lt;br /&gt;and he's totally nice.&lt;br /&gt;i feel lucky to have a friend like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel that i am blessed for this life.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not really deserving.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to work hard so i can be worthy of what i am receiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, during yesterday prize presentation there was a boy named Eikichi Onizuka.&lt;br /&gt;wah, i was really shocked when i heard the name.&lt;br /&gt;he was just a normal primary school kid, with no really distinguished traits.&lt;br /&gt;but the name reminded me of GTO.&lt;br /&gt;for anyone who haven't read Great Teacher Onizuka, it is my recommendation for you as a series to read.&lt;br /&gt;one of my all-time favourites.&lt;br /&gt;and Onizuka is one of the best manga characters that i've known.&lt;br /&gt;He does not excel in studying, he does not have a happy living.&lt;br /&gt;but he has a dream to be a great teacher.&lt;br /&gt;he is violent, he is silly, he is clueless.&lt;br /&gt;But i like the way he does things.&lt;br /&gt;because he has a dream, and he works hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;he always tries his best, and finally he gains everyone's respect.&lt;br /&gt;he stands up again wrongdoers, he admits his own mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;the manga sounds weird, as it tells the tale of a former gang leader wanting to become the greatest teacher in the whole japan.&lt;br /&gt;and i really really really like onizuka.&lt;br /&gt;maybe he is just my favourite type of hero.&lt;br /&gt;who pursues his dream with determination, while keeping his own morality.&lt;br /&gt;read it, people. you will get a good lesson about life.&lt;div 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Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-5921414269772289844</id><published>2008-10-23T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:05:08.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was too much for a word to describe.&lt;br /&gt;morning training as usual, tiring .&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm still lacking too much.&lt;br /&gt;if i can follow the fitness training i may be able to last a match.&lt;br /&gt;but my technique is just plainly bad, and i really need to improve much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the enrichment thing was so-so.&lt;br /&gt;it was more than 2 hours of continuous watching music videos.&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;but most of the videos are older than my age.&lt;br /&gt;and i could not really appreciate those.&lt;br /&gt;then the genres of music chosen were a bit irritating.&lt;br /&gt;like the music was thumping on my eardrums.&lt;br /&gt;if it was something more soothing, it would have been much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch and played around until the side gate open.&lt;br /&gt;then came back home to wash my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;at 5 i had to go for the prize presentation thingy.&lt;br /&gt;it meant skipping afternoon training for me&lt;br /&gt;and it was fitness some more.&lt;br /&gt;hoped that it wasnt something important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prize presentation was quite okay.&lt;br /&gt;it was realy awkward, i was like the only njc guy there(Quang is not counted since he is too insignificant muahahhaa)&lt;br /&gt;and like usual, it was all raffles and nus high and hwa chong and raffles and nus high again and again..&lt;br /&gt;haha but the kids were quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was something i didnt like at the ceremony, but since it was too trivial so just skip it.&lt;br /&gt;the food there was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;but it was too little and i would definitely feel hungry later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol tomorrow we will get back the result.&lt;br /&gt;quite of looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i know how "hard" i have been studying, so i will never ever complain about how much i get.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate my effort much ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pondering about life and perspectives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and thinking up stupid ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-5921414269772289844?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7105386515799146041</id><published>2008-10-22T20:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:54:00.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like to stay quiet and listen to conversations&lt;br /&gt;i can extract out exciting things from it&lt;br /&gt;can find out more about ppl around me&lt;br /&gt;or simply just to keep myself happy by happy ppl around me.&lt;br /&gt;so don't ask me why i never talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate complicated things.&lt;br /&gt;like the world.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me to think so much.&lt;br /&gt;why can't it be easier for me?&lt;br /&gt;like everything will only be answered in yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;and there's no question why,what,when,where,how.&lt;br /&gt;when you ask for someone's name, you do not ask "what's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;you ask "is your name A?" "is your name B?" blah blah&lt;br /&gt;eventually you will find an yes answer.&lt;br /&gt;then because it is too hard to ask anything, ppl will eventually say whatever they think, no need to wait for others to find out themselves.&lt;br /&gt;and this world will be much more easier to live in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, crappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7105386515799146041?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7105386515799146041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7105386515799146041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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parties&lt;br /&gt;and the basis of thinking, down to the core of thinking process&lt;br /&gt;is of totally different wavelength.&lt;br /&gt;it is not good to stay on either side.&lt;br /&gt;it seems indistinct, but when you scrutinize down you can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;and when you know it then you understand it&lt;br /&gt;so what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;i never want to put myself in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;but it is out of my control.&lt;br /&gt;just know to be careful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4983763614471391471?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4983763614471391471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=4983763614471391471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4983763614471391471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4983763614471391471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-find-myself-stuck-inside-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-922825604889044859</id><published>2008-10-15T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:26:17.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn, those days without school are really boring.&lt;br /&gt;like having nothing to do at hostel.&lt;br /&gt;staying the whole day only sleeping and eating.&lt;br /&gt;i should find something more productive to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now training is the only interesting in my whole day schedule&lt;br /&gt;luckily we have training the whole week or else i will be bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;i really really wanna improve lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the whole day i finished one manga series.&lt;br /&gt;don't know why i started to read those romantic comedy manga again.&lt;br /&gt;this one is also quite retarded.&lt;br /&gt;but it was interesting enough to keep me occupied for one whole day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internet is really really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;seriously it sucks&lt;br /&gt;it used to be quite okay, but these days it is having a lot of problems.&lt;br /&gt;and it pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some weird feeling&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to describe it&lt;br /&gt;it is not bad, but not a good one either.&lt;br /&gt;man, i'm being sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i'm too old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that makes me wonder who i will be in the future.&lt;br /&gt;maybe a miser who knows nothing except for money.&lt;br /&gt;a boring office worker who reluctantly does his work everyday to keep himself alive.&lt;br /&gt;or the best, i will be a househusband who spends my whole day playing with my kids and keeping the house clean.&lt;br /&gt;will it be happy, or not?&lt;br /&gt;i cannot tell&lt;br /&gt;but i like the househusband part.&lt;br /&gt;i can think up of interesting ideas.&lt;br /&gt;but i lack the determination to finish what i start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always end up staying in one place.&lt;br /&gt;fortunately the place i'm staying in is quite nice =)&lt;br /&gt;but the grass is greener on the other side&lt;br /&gt;never mind it, i'm not eating grass.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost and dunno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;then go online and search for the walk-through lah.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;the standard of "enough" is too high!&lt;br /&gt;i'm a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;"bad" is only relative, and you are moving in relation to the sun, according to theory of relativity or whatsoever, so don't digress.&lt;br /&gt;i want to change myself.&lt;br /&gt;ehh, you are nearly 18 but you don't know how to change clothes yourself? are you a kid??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm really good at making up excuses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-922825604889044859?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/922825604889044859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=922825604889044859' title='0 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going.&lt;br /&gt;it's not really satisfying for me, but it can be considered good.&lt;br /&gt;and I have only one life to live, so I'd better cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;and it goes for everyone as well.&lt;br /&gt;it only works for people with one life.&lt;br /&gt;if you have two lives or more, you can do whatever you like with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;Okay chem was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get a score higher than what i expected, but eventually my grade is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;but when you do something better than expected, you deserve a praise,man.&lt;br /&gt;somehow it would feel weird to praise myself.&lt;br /&gt;leave it as my mum's work to praise me then =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the subject combi talk wasnt worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;then from 1 to 5 was some spire thing.&lt;br /&gt;I had 4 hours of fun and joy.&lt;br /&gt;which was definitely not linked to spire.&lt;br /&gt;i came home with my whole body aching because of soccer.&lt;br /&gt;then received a message from hell.&lt;br /&gt;"tmr morning training blah blah blah.."&lt;br /&gt;thought that i was going to die.&lt;br /&gt;then went back to the room and slept like a pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning.&lt;br /&gt;training at school at 730.&lt;br /&gt;with mr sham.&lt;br /&gt;got to do intervals running&lt;br /&gt;not very bad.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i finished the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;now very very hungry and very tired.&lt;br /&gt;later i think after lunch i will sleep like a pig again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;monday is the chinese camp.&lt;br /&gt;people will have to work hard for their coming exam&lt;br /&gt;while i'm having nothing serious to do.&lt;br /&gt;that should be quite boring ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-1557323582618141458?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8031512769144121146</id><published>2008-10-09T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:42:45.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr. boring afternoon with no one around in the room.&lt;br /&gt;it's too quiet and i don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;so i just type out something so i can hear the sound of my fingers hitting the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it is fun these days.&lt;br /&gt;i am truly totally absolutely amazed with my results.&lt;br /&gt;lol, for maths. all the questions that i thought i did not do properly got minus marks.&lt;br /&gt;must hail the teachers for their conscientious work! did not make a single mistake!&lt;br /&gt;and physics. I did badly for all the assignments.&lt;br /&gt;as in all the assignments that we had to do research on it.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow my last year paper pulled my grade up.&lt;br /&gt;next time, if the question asks me to draw free body diagram, i will definitely draw a body with the word "free" on its face. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;and even though i won't take bio next year, i am still very happy for my bio grade.&lt;br /&gt;and i want to say thanks to all the hormones, all the cell divisions, all the genetic information that make me what i am today!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be the chem.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i came to school at 630 to see one canoeist running around the track.&lt;br /&gt;when i started to do ladder then I saw one more girl running around the track.&lt;br /&gt;when we were doing suicide runs then a few more people came to run.&lt;br /&gt;and when we were in middle of field training, i looked out and saw 30+ people running .&lt;br /&gt;it did not seem like they also had morning training...&lt;br /&gt;wah lao, those people are crazy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip to the museum was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;actually i thought the museum was quite cool but the guide that leading us was going too fast.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;no more thing to say alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anxiously waiting for tmr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8031512769144121146?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8031512769144121146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8031512769144121146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8031512769144121146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8031512769144121146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/10/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7855938015242245671</id><published>2008-09-30T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:25:38.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the official ass week ended.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt believe that i could finish the bio paper.&lt;br /&gt;since ystd one guy mentioned that this would be the hardest bio paper EVER.&lt;br /&gt;oh damn, it was not hard, and i think that i did quite well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class outing.&lt;br /&gt;don't look at my face and think that i'm bored, people.&lt;br /&gt;actually i was enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;and the movie was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;people all of you should throw your phone away.&lt;br /&gt;stay away from any cameras&lt;br /&gt;and never look at electronic board along the way.&lt;br /&gt;it will be dangerous for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have some mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;ok leave it for different time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ppl!&lt;br /&gt;who gives a damn about the math acc paper anyway =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7855938015242245671?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-1760084251459690846</id><published>2008-09-27T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:48:18.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, yesterday chem was okay.&lt;br /&gt;at least i remembered those stupid conditions for reacting&lt;br /&gt;and at least i think i did quite well for this paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it left only three more papers.&lt;br /&gt;ma2104, bio and ma2301.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i know nothing about bio.&lt;br /&gt;but i think just chiong through the paper, the last bio paper for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the exam, it was still raining, and i didnt want to walk back by the front gate.&lt;br /&gt;then stayed back and eat and waited for school gate to open.&lt;br /&gt;went to library with Quang to find the name of some african countries' capital.&lt;br /&gt;haha, i never knew there exists some place named Addis Ababa&lt;br /&gt;at least i know where is Ethiopia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stayed back to waited for the side gate to open&lt;br /&gt;thought that the gate would be open soon, after the j1 finish their paper.&lt;br /&gt;then played softball to kill time&lt;br /&gt;me, Tung, Minh, Quyen and Kai.&lt;br /&gt;batting was fun.&lt;br /&gt;i think swinging the bat to hit the ball was a good way to destress.&lt;br /&gt;and the uncle never opened the gate until 1.&lt;br /&gt;then we played for 1 and a half hour there.&lt;br /&gt;tiring, but enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think our Vietnamese guys should form a team and go around challenge the whole school in all kinds of sport.&lt;br /&gt;Soccer&lt;br /&gt;Street soccer&lt;br /&gt;Tennis&lt;br /&gt;Softball&lt;br /&gt;Badminton&lt;br /&gt;Tabletennis&lt;br /&gt;Swimming&lt;br /&gt;Track&lt;br /&gt;Basketball.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha we own!&lt;div 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Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3389085851266715862</id><published>2008-09-25T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:17:18.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok as ass week is currently the hottest topic to talk about&lt;br /&gt;we shall be talking abt ass week today.&lt;br /&gt;2 days and 4 papers.&lt;br /&gt;ok first was la.&lt;br /&gt;that writer must have been trying hard to show off his vocabulary skill.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel very deeply sorry for him because i could not understand what he writes about.&lt;br /&gt;and i could not comprehend those beautiful and sophisticated words that he uses.&lt;br /&gt;so i anyhow crapped my way through the paper, while asking for forgiveness from mr writer.&lt;br /&gt;physics&lt;br /&gt;nothing, quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;and i love physics paper.&lt;br /&gt;since i don't have to do any research before doing it.&lt;br /&gt;maths.&lt;br /&gt;i was stuck at question 1c&lt;br /&gt;i just have no idea how to comment on the health of some imaginary class from a stupid frequency distribution table.&lt;br /&gt;and i was quite distracted imagining a class with one third of them with bmi&lt;18.&lt;br /&gt;they should look like zombies, i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully that qn only costs 1 mark.&lt;br /&gt;most of the qns were doable.&lt;br /&gt;as in the only thing i worried about was binominal series as i thought i will forget the formula.&lt;br /&gt;but the formula was given at the last page =)&lt;br /&gt;and the qn was not ver hard either.&lt;br /&gt;then history&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i ever mention to you that i love history?&lt;br /&gt;if not, it means i treat you as a good friend and i do not lie so straightly in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;haha, all about changes&lt;br /&gt;i just put whatever i had onto that paper.&lt;br /&gt;now my head feels blank but it is good.&lt;br /&gt;urrghh, who cares about the past, you must be forward-looking, and don't fight the last war or smt along that line.&lt;br /&gt;yah, that's 4 alr.&lt;br /&gt;this time it feels a bit sad.&lt;br /&gt;since the others do not have chinese paper this time, so that means i cannot look at them suffering and grin evilly&lt;br /&gt;so sadistic aint' i =)&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be chem.&lt;br /&gt;i think it will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;quite a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;but as long as it does not concern electrochemistry i'm not scared of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have stayed back at school for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;and i sincerely apologise for all the noises that we made inside the library.&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me feel guilty since we were staying inside the library and did not study at all.&lt;br /&gt;it will just lead to some stupid discussions about something totally unrelated to human world.&lt;br /&gt;and eventually it will cause noises and distraction.&lt;br /&gt;oh no, it makes me feel sad about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perseverance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;resilience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3389085851266715862?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3389085851266715862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8628758495849276056</id><published>2008-09-18T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:13:43.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my phone is dead.&lt;br /&gt;my phone is dead.&lt;br /&gt;my phone is already dead.&lt;br /&gt;my phone IS dead&lt;br /&gt;my phone is DEAD&lt;br /&gt;my PHONE is dead&lt;br /&gt;MY phone is dead.&lt;br /&gt;MY PHONE IS DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning&lt;br /&gt;my dear phone rang at 640am, the normal time that i wake up everyday.&lt;br /&gt;to my sudden realization, today is thursday.&lt;br /&gt;and it means i could sleep for 1 more hour.&lt;br /&gt;reach out my hand to the direction of the annoying alarm without open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;my hand suddenly hit something.&lt;br /&gt;and my ears caught the sound of something hard crashing on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;my mouth blurted out "oh damn it"&lt;br /&gt;then i fell asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today the school only got ip1s and 2s.&lt;br /&gt;the parade square looked damn big.&lt;br /&gt;and tmr would be the same.&lt;br /&gt;but then soon after , jc1s started to flock to school.&lt;br /&gt;they infiltrated the canteen, they filled up the library.&lt;br /&gt;it reminded me of the coming exams.&lt;br /&gt;oh damn, haven't started revising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was another day wasted at school.&lt;br /&gt;first, the number of people who came to school today reached an alltime low.&lt;br /&gt;16.amazing.&lt;br /&gt;then the uncle did not even open the door for our class.&lt;br /&gt;the morning we had two free periods.&lt;br /&gt;since i did my mi yesterday, and i dun want to discuss it with others as it makes me more confused.&lt;br /&gt;so during mi i had nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;then ms ng did not come to school today.&lt;br /&gt;then free period for accelerated people.&lt;br /&gt;lunch.&lt;br /&gt;nothing worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;double physics.&lt;br /&gt;about half of the class were lying down on their tables.&lt;br /&gt;even model students.&lt;br /&gt;i found an interesting phenomenon that ppl tend to sleep on their left arm and turn their head to the right side.&lt;br /&gt;ok leave it aside.&lt;br /&gt;anyway school was boring today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, then after school.&lt;br /&gt;met alan in library.&lt;br /&gt;then stayed in library for some dontknowwhat reason until 3 something.&lt;br /&gt;then went down to play with Tung&lt;br /&gt;oh i found a nice place.&lt;br /&gt;on top of the monkey bars.&lt;br /&gt;it is under the shade and very cooling,&lt;br /&gt;with a nice view of the school and hardly noticeable if you never look up.&lt;br /&gt;ok that's random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then soccer with fellas.&lt;br /&gt;haha, i felt bad playing when others are studying hard.&lt;br /&gt;but it makes my life an enjoyable one, so why shouldn't i?&lt;br /&gt;and the evening was a discussion about martial arts.&lt;br /&gt;and how to jump high and do all those kinds of tricks.&lt;br /&gt;lol, i miss practicing taekwondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;and i have not successfully logged in msn.&lt;br /&gt;damn it, the internet has become slower these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8628758495849276056?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8628758495849276056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8628758495849276056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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much as i want.&lt;br /&gt;and indulge myself in the music world.&lt;br /&gt;i used to listen to groovy songs with strong beats and funky music.&lt;br /&gt;and i suddenly find my playlist to be filled with melodic and soothing oldies.&lt;br /&gt;but now i seem to fall in love with those old songs.&lt;br /&gt;that i was about to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music is to be listened to.&lt;br /&gt;music is to be enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;forget those emo lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;forget those loud noises.&lt;br /&gt;and forget about the crazy outside world.&lt;br /&gt;put the earphones on your heads.&lt;br /&gt;turn on the volume.&lt;br /&gt;maybe sing along.&lt;br /&gt;and let the music heal your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh if someone writes a song with a simple Rhyme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just a song where is feeling show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if someone feels the same about the simple song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh sometimes you can hear them sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Music gives you Happiness and Sadness  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it also, also heals your soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, there are piles of homework waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;there are tons of revision for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;there are million things i have to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;but it is good to rest once in a while, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We belong to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the waves you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living in the ocean so blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We belong to the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Open wide being free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A minute everlasting with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And as soon as it stops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll all be a drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coming down on your wide open sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3292791796092597717?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3292791796092597717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3292791796092597717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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could not keep myself awake for long enough to type out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday 10/9&lt;br /&gt;damn, school was a big waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;we came to school for almost nothing, and since i did not pay attention, so i got absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;horrible day.&lt;br /&gt;then at two had to go to NUS for the stupid competition.&lt;br /&gt;after that two extremely long hours.&lt;br /&gt;i got out something out of this competition.&lt;br /&gt;first, this competition is not meant for normal humans to compete.&lt;br /&gt;with all those complicated questions, with complicated formulas and complicated constants.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. after all, who cares about the temperature of black hole anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and to all the ppl who set the questions, have you ever been there before? how could you know?&lt;br /&gt;ok, second thing, next time i go for any competition i have to bring a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;damn cold man!!&lt;br /&gt;last time the maths olympiad also same thing, nearly got frozen there.&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, NUS toilets are so damn troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;wah lao, went along the whole corridor.&lt;br /&gt;and found a female toilet.&lt;br /&gt;asked the cleaner there.&lt;br /&gt;she said male toilet is upstairs or downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;then me and tai wan went up&lt;br /&gt;saw the toilet with no signs...&lt;br /&gt;then we had to go down to the third floor ...&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the competition then went to airport.&lt;br /&gt;it was like going from one end to the opposite end of the city.&lt;br /&gt;met Phong at City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;then met Tai wan again at Tanah Merah.&lt;br /&gt;then three of us went to the airport together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a number of people were there.&lt;br /&gt;02 people&lt;br /&gt;me, phong,tai wan, zhang fan, choon fah were ppl from other classes.&lt;br /&gt;and 3 of jaesung's korean friends.&lt;br /&gt;had a nice meal.&lt;br /&gt;and ppl were having fun talking with others.&lt;br /&gt;then we went down to take some last pics with jaesung.&lt;br /&gt;then he had to go in.&lt;br /&gt;and the mood suddenly downed to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;we , one by one, came and hugged jae&lt;br /&gt;his face was undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;like trying his hardest to keep a smiling face.&lt;br /&gt;some people could not hold in their tears.&lt;br /&gt;then he went inside.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so sad.&lt;br /&gt;jaesung, i know i will miss you, our room will miss you, people will miss you.&lt;br /&gt;wish you a safe trip home(i know you have)&lt;br /&gt;wish you to be happy with your family.&lt;br /&gt;you will not be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back with phong and minh.&lt;br /&gt;came back to the room and collapsed on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;then slept like a pig until the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7 to see Alan was standing at the door.&lt;br /&gt;helped him to find his phone.&lt;br /&gt;when i called his phone, suddenly we saw something vibrating inside the dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, that's the best place for it to be there.&lt;br /&gt;breakfast today was a discussion about martial arts.&lt;br /&gt;lol, random ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class was okay.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why mrs tan never returned the singer's assignment.&lt;br /&gt;06 got returned alr..&lt;br /&gt;and she called me to ask why sovereignty is important.&lt;br /&gt;i was going to answer her that if i have freedom of choice would choose not to answer her question.&lt;br /&gt;nah, but then too coward then cannot say anything lor.&lt;br /&gt;crappy mi, now got some more to do.&lt;br /&gt;and what to choose between sovereignty and sanctity of life.&lt;br /&gt;then i choose sovereignty and i can air my armpit in class and dun care if others will die or not (:&lt;br /&gt;maths.&lt;br /&gt;ok ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;then physics.&lt;br /&gt;ok ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;then maths again&lt;br /&gt;ok ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;all the sbjs all like that.&lt;br /&gt;who cares, i come to school to look at girls not to care about the sbj =)&lt;br /&gt;studying is to keep my gpa so i won't be sent back, and can come to school to look at girls. =)&lt;br /&gt;yah lah, you need motivation to come to school everyday =)&lt;br /&gt;wah lao, i sounded like a pervert.&lt;br /&gt;no i should talking like that, damaging my reputation (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;come home too early&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;study is out of the list.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;phong asked me to wake him up at 3.15&lt;br /&gt;i woke him up at 3.14&lt;br /&gt;then at 3.15 he fell asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;later he wakes up and kills me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl in my room always like that.&lt;br /&gt;cannot wake up&lt;br /&gt;but just ask others to wake them up at weird time&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;what to do now??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8511324466374307881</id><published>2008-09-09T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:01:14.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i discover scary truth about the world.&lt;br /&gt;we live in a peaceful world, but everyone knows that's only on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;a nice afternoon i was surfing the net.&lt;br /&gt;then by chance stumbled on to some homemade kids videos.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, the videos of some cute kids doing some cute things, all got number of views of about 10mil++.&lt;br /&gt;damn. this world is full of pedophiles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day was really unproductive, and school was a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;when there were only two lessons today, that i never paid any attention to the things being said.&lt;br /&gt;went back home at 130. lol, so damn early, for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;spent the afternoon watching superhero with Phong(again). that movie is... indescribable, just that it is damn sick and lame.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;wanna do something but cannot.&lt;br /&gt;actually i should sleep instead of watching movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more day. damn. why so early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8511324466374307881?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8511324466374307881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7840988872005239664</id><published>2008-09-08T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:26:50.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday the 8th of september.&lt;br /&gt;chinese prelim.&lt;br /&gt;extended holiday for people who only knows how to swear in chinese but don't know how to write or say any proper words.&lt;br /&gt;but nothing could predict a random mind.&lt;br /&gt;woke up and went to school at 740&lt;br /&gt;very reluctantly.&lt;br /&gt;came in at 8.&lt;br /&gt;brought the board to class then went down for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;then went out again.&lt;br /&gt;the guard seemed very shocked when the two guys who came late and went out early.&lt;br /&gt;then on the way to buy air ticket.&lt;br /&gt;and to my amazement, a person (who even managed to get lost on the way to KAP) finally showed us his capabilities by bringing everyone to the booking office.&lt;br /&gt;then we wandered around city hall&lt;br /&gt;the same person mentioned early on had to do some stuffs for his chem game&lt;br /&gt;then I and two roommates went for lunch&lt;br /&gt;then had a serious intellectual discussion about ancient myths.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;and the same person mentioned early amazed me the second time by finding where we were sitting without getting lost.&lt;br /&gt;yah, truly i was amazed.&lt;br /&gt;and as a no-life person i am, i went back to school then studied.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;it hurt my pride as a slacker to stay in the library to study but somehow i made it.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;but actually i did not study much.&lt;br /&gt;mostly just talked crap, and distracted others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzz&lt;br /&gt;tiring.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it makes me ponder.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it complicates things.&lt;br /&gt;i will plug in my earphones, louder the volume, bury my head in the pillow, cover myself with a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;then close my eyes and empty my head.&lt;br /&gt;it is not very hard since my head is normally empty anyway.&lt;br /&gt;nah, nothingness is perfect since there is not even a fault.&lt;br /&gt;so i can see myself as a perfectionist with a perfect head.&lt;br /&gt;it does not rhyme aww.&lt;br /&gt;why can't i make it rhyme?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why since my head is empty.&lt;br /&gt;then it means my head is not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;it is too complex, maybe too much for my head to handle.&lt;br /&gt;inside my head is all kinds of crappy thoughts and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder it stinks.&lt;br /&gt;i should find the deodorant.&lt;br /&gt;oh i found it!&lt;br /&gt;but if i use it i will be killed by cris.&lt;br /&gt;maybe phong will cooperate with cris and kill me.&lt;br /&gt;i will lose&lt;br /&gt;hence i die.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;i go write my will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7840988872005239664?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7840988872005239664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7840988872005239664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7840988872005239664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7840988872005239664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-8th-of-september.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-169151866527007157</id><published>2008-09-07T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:53:37.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: medium none ; margin: 5px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial,verdana,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial,verdana,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(34, 0, 51); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(51, 68, 187); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(17, 0, 34); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(170, 51, 170); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(34, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(51, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(255, 17, 51); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(68, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(196, 0, 51); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(85, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(170, 51, 170); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(102, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(196, 0, 51); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(119, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(136, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(196, 0, 51); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i feel damn sad sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(17, 0, 0); width: 400px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 76px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(17, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Very Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(17, 0, 153) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 2px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(68, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(119, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 126px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(17, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Very Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(17, 0, 153) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 2px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(34, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(51, 0, 119) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 58px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins&lt;/a&gt; Quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgh. i know i'm a lazy person :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-169151866527007157?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/169151866527007157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=169151866527007157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/169151866527007157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/169151866527007157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/09/dantes-inferno-test-has-banished-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7333299312456492076</id><published>2008-09-04T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:24:50.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;i collapsed onto my bed at 11 yesterday, then woke up at 6 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;and having nothing to do in such a beautiful morning, i washed my beautiful face then strolled down to DH plaza for a nice breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;encountered the short and vulgar IP3 uncle.&lt;br /&gt;I took something that i dun even know the name or whatever it was made from.&lt;br /&gt;and it was in an indescribable state that i dun even know how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;so i had "something" for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;met my crazy-over-training classmate.&lt;br /&gt;and talked about something that i can not remember right now.&lt;br /&gt;yah..&lt;br /&gt;came back to my room to find the others sleeping peacefully on their beds.&lt;br /&gt;i stoned for a moment, and thought about what to think about.&lt;br /&gt;but i failed to come up with anything to think about so i just stoned there and pretended to be thinking about something.&lt;br /&gt;then my lame-talkmate and the korean boy woke up.&lt;br /&gt;then the whole morning i was spending my time on some things that now i also failed to recall.&lt;br /&gt;so i pretended that i had a meaningful morning.&lt;br /&gt;then went out with the lame-talk-mate.&lt;br /&gt;for the watch outing.&lt;br /&gt;damn it, it reminded me for the last three days of obs that i missed.&lt;br /&gt;people gave me the oh-so-sad-you-could-not-go-it-was-so-damn-fun look.&lt;br /&gt;lol, i should demand for a refund.&lt;br /&gt;today we had the best of the best ever watch outing.&lt;br /&gt;our watch got 14 ppl, and there were 8 or 9 oh-so-damn-enthu ppl who confirmed that they would definitely go.&lt;br /&gt;and then due to some unforeseen circumstances and incomprehensible fateful events, the number was a bit larger than expected.&lt;br /&gt;that was, including me and Phong, the number hit the peak of 4 ppl, with the appearances of Yiting and Yuen Wai.&lt;br /&gt;Phong sent out some msgs to ask the others if they coming or not.&lt;br /&gt;then some ppl did not come for some damn valid reasons like doing work or sickness.&lt;br /&gt;some ppl did not come for unknown reasons.&lt;br /&gt;some ppl did not come without a reason.&lt;br /&gt;and some ppl did not come without answering.&lt;br /&gt;haizzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;then it ended up the four of us walking around looking for papers with texture that resemble sperms.(lol)&lt;br /&gt;a short lunch at the basement.&lt;br /&gt;with a long and meaningless talk.&lt;br /&gt;i got some new insights about some new matters.&lt;br /&gt;that i don't know if it ever concerns me or not.&lt;br /&gt;then we all separated and went home.&lt;br /&gt;played with Cris for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;then went for the street soccer.&lt;br /&gt;lol, long time never played.&lt;br /&gt;got stepped on my big toe.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;wah.&lt;br /&gt;i just found my day so eventful.&lt;br /&gt;but rather unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;just now while trying to install Spybot1.6&lt;br /&gt;i got to read the best ever license agreement.&lt;br /&gt;you can read for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Freeware&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the reasons why Spybot-S&amp;amp;D is free:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.a. Dedication&lt;br /&gt;Spybot-S&amp;amp;D is dedicated to the most wonderful girl on earth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.b. Binary&lt;br /&gt;What do you get if you buy software? Lots of ones and zeros, nothing more. If they were distributed as art, I could understand paying it. But if the main goal of their order is to earn money - by fees or ads - I don't like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.c. Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;This means that I grant you the license to use Spybot-S&amp;amp;D as much as you like. But if you like it, I ask two things of you: say a prayer for me (and the most wonderful girl while you're at it ;) ) to your god - or whatever you believe - and wish us some luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;this guy is funny.&lt;br /&gt;i like him.&lt;br /&gt;pray to you and your wonderful girl.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;this post is about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;but i find something in this post.&lt;br /&gt;so this post is not nothing after all.&lt;br /&gt;but something is not nothing, but it can a about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;so whatever it is, you should not understand since i'm random.&lt;br /&gt;however, i'm still not random as cris's pokemons.&lt;br /&gt;oh damn what am i talking about.&lt;br /&gt;have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;tmr come to school for bio.&lt;br /&gt;but ...&lt;br /&gt;what time is it?&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know eh.&lt;br /&gt;who should i ask?&lt;br /&gt;cannot ask someone from other classes.&lt;br /&gt;so it means i must ask someone from my class.&lt;br /&gt;but who in class is trustworthy?&lt;br /&gt;actually i dunno also.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7333299312456492076?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7333299312456492076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7333299312456492076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7333299312456492076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7333299312456492076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-was-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3873624960216730629</id><published>2008-08-31T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T10:38:50.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.&lt;br /&gt;have been playing with a new program the whole morning.&lt;br /&gt;AV MP3 Player Morpher 4.&lt;br /&gt;So damn cool :)&lt;br /&gt;everyone should go and try this!&lt;br /&gt;can tweak song, and do all kinds of stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;and totally free :)&lt;br /&gt;YO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3873624960216730629?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3873624960216730629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3873624960216730629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3873624960216730629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3873624960216730629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/08/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-773542819294753970</id><published>2008-08-30T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T17:18:24.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently i just found myself very troubled.&lt;br /&gt;By some very random and ambiguous things.&lt;br /&gt;I was happy and i was unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know what would be coming of me.&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i was influenced by ppl.&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of ppl at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;and i was too easily influenced.&lt;br /&gt;haizz.&lt;br /&gt;it made me feel troubled.&lt;br /&gt;the way ppl think.&lt;br /&gt;and it left me unsure.&lt;br /&gt;of what i should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl around me are complex and complicated.&lt;br /&gt;they made me feel doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;if the way i treated them was correct.&lt;br /&gt;if the way i talked to them was correct.&lt;br /&gt;if the things i talked to them were correct.&lt;br /&gt;troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;from simple things.&lt;br /&gt;to complex things.&lt;br /&gt;and now i could not tell if i understood them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things that troubled me seemed very stupid.&lt;br /&gt;one guy, who trained himself like mad, and very very stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to talk to him, and asked others to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;but he ignored all the things i said.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want him to overexert himself.&lt;br /&gt;i advised him to moderate his damn stupid training schedule, but my words never reached him.&lt;br /&gt;a few guys, very very complicated.&lt;br /&gt;they appeared in 1 way, they talked in a different way, and they acted in another way.&lt;br /&gt;and i failed to understand them.&lt;br /&gt;when i tried to show my concern, they rejected me with the words "nothing" or some stupid things to divert the topic away.&lt;br /&gt;my roommate, about to go back to his hometown.&lt;br /&gt;he had to choose between his hometown and singapore, and his family forced him to go back.&lt;br /&gt;and he was such a good roommate.&lt;br /&gt;it made me feel powerless.&lt;br /&gt;when i couldnt do anything to help my friends.&lt;br /&gt;the things that beyond my power, these are just too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago, i chatted with my old friends.&lt;br /&gt;one girl, she said she still felt familiar,when we havent talked for, dunno how many months.&lt;br /&gt;it hurt me again.&lt;br /&gt;for the way i acted.&lt;br /&gt;spending too little time for my own friends.&lt;br /&gt;it felt like betraying them.&lt;br /&gt;and they still considered me a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one, coming from a guy.&lt;br /&gt;my secondary school friend.&lt;br /&gt;asked him to do one thing, and he did it for me.&lt;br /&gt;and the words i got back, it made me wonder a lot.&lt;br /&gt;yah. i am a bad friend.&lt;br /&gt;very insincere.&lt;br /&gt;very forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my family.&lt;br /&gt;i talked with them quite little.&lt;br /&gt;while i knew that my parents are very lonely at home.&lt;br /&gt;since i and my sister won't be coming back soon.&lt;br /&gt;and seeing how dearly they loved me.&lt;br /&gt;making me realize how bad i was.&lt;br /&gt;my sister. far away.&lt;br /&gt;i won't see her for next two years.&lt;br /&gt;and when i saw her tears when she waved to me.&lt;br /&gt;i knew that i was really really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some others.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i'm irritating them.&lt;br /&gt;words from my mouth are bad words.&lt;br /&gt;i have been talking sarcastically for so long and i forgot how to speak properly.&lt;br /&gt;and it feels awkward, when you talk to others and they don't show the same enthusiasm as you do.&lt;br /&gt;and it should not be their faults.&lt;br /&gt;and i think myself to be an irritating one.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what i can do.&lt;br /&gt;nah. hope those feelings of despair will disappear soon.&lt;br /&gt;i want to write all those memories.&lt;br /&gt;so that it would remind me again of how bad i was.&lt;br /&gt;actually it is still what i am&lt;br /&gt;i want to change&lt;br /&gt;but where to start.&lt;br /&gt;and how to start&lt;br /&gt;i need inspiration&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-773542819294753970?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/773542819294753970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=773542819294753970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/773542819294753970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/773542819294753970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/08/recently-i-just-found-myself-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-493155589476364030</id><published>2008-08-26T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:20:44.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found something interesting on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, this soup tastes funny ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#880000;"&gt;Then why aren't you laughing !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;table height="3174"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, what's this fly doing                   in my soup ?&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;It looks like it's learning to swim                   sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is a small slug                   in this lettuce&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;I'm sorry sir, would you like me to get                   you a bigger one ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, do you have frogs legs                   ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No sir, I've always walked like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there's a caterpillar                   on my salad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Don't worry sir, there is no extra                   charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is a fly in my                   soup ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#880000;"&gt;Don't worry sir that spider on your                   bread will soon get him !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, this coffee is                   terrible, it tastes like earth !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Yes sir, it was ground yesterday !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, bring me something to                   eat and make it snappy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;How about a crocodile sandwich sir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;               &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td height="2578"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, is there soup on the                   menu ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, madam I wiped it off !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;table&gt;                     &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is a spider on my                         plate, send me the manager !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;That's no good, he's scared of                         them too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, do you serve snails !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sit down, sir, we serve anyone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, do you have frogs legs !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Yes sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#880000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Well hop off into the kitchen and bring my meal                         then please !&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, are there snails on the menu                         !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Yes sir, they must have escaped                         from the kitchen !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                   &lt;table&gt;                     &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiter, there is a beetle in my soup !&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry sir, we're out of flies                         today !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiter, there is a mosquito in my soup                         !&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Don't worry sir, they don't eat                         much !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiter, there is a dead fly in my soup                         !&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#880000;"&gt;Yes sir, it's the heat that kills                         them !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiter, there is a fly in the butter !&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes sir, it's a butterfly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is fly in my soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Don't worry I'll call the animal                         sanctuary !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is a bee in my                         alphabet soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes sir, and I'm sure there is an                         A, C and all the other letters too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there are two flies in my                         soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#880000;"&gt;That's alright sir, have the extra                         one on me !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                       &lt;/td&gt;                     &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;tr&gt;                       &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, what is this spider doing in                         my soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Drowning by the look of it sir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;table&gt;                           &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is a dead fly in                               my soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Oh no, who will look after                               his family !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                               &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                             &lt;/td&gt;                           &lt;/tr&gt;                           &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, what is this cockroach                               doing on my ice cream sundae ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Skiing sir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                               &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                             &lt;/td&gt;                           &lt;/tr&gt;                           &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is fly in my                               soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#880000;"&gt;Don't worry madam, go ahead                               and eat it, there are plenty more !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                               &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                             &lt;/td&gt;                           &lt;/tr&gt;                           &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is a dead fly                               swimming in my soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#880000;"&gt;Don't be silly, dead flies                               can't swim !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                               &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                             &lt;/td&gt;                           &lt;/tr&gt;                           &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there are two flies in                               my soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's alright sir, have the                               extra one on me !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                               &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                             &lt;/td&gt;                           &lt;/tr&gt;                           &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is a fly in my                               bean soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Don't worry sir I'll fish                               him out and exchange it for a bean !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                               &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                             &lt;/td&gt;                           &lt;/tr&gt;                           &lt;tr&gt;                             &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, there is a slug in my                               salad !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;span style="color:#880000;"&gt;Shhh, or everyone will want                               one !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                               &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;table style="width: 483px; height: 619px;"&gt;                                 &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                   &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter,                                     there is a dead fly in my soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No its not, it's a                                     piece of dirt that looks like one !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                                   &lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                 &lt;tr&gt;                                   &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter,                                     there is a frog in my soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#880000;"&gt;Don't worry sir there                                     isn't enough there to drown him !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                                   &lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                 &lt;tr&gt;                                   &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, why                                     is there a fly in my ice cream ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Perhaps he likes                                     winter sports !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                                   &lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                 &lt;tr&gt;                                   &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, can                                     you get rid of this fly in my starter !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't do that sir,                                     he's not had his main course yet !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                                   &lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                 &lt;tr&gt;                                   &lt;td height="83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter, what                                     is this bug doing on my wives shoulder!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;I don't know -                                     friendly thing isn't he !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                                   &lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;/tr&gt;                                 &lt;tr&gt;                                   &lt;td height="332"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiter,                                     there is a fly in my soup !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;Just you wait until                                     you see the main course !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;OK i have a funny life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-493155589476364030?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/493155589476364030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=493155589476364030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/493155589476364030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/493155589476364030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/08/found-something-interesting-on-net.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7331824623339138919</id><published>2008-08-17T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:12:56.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A nice weekend.&lt;br /&gt;friday ended quite late, at 6++.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to watch a movie, but then all the nice movies were at 12am or 1am.o_O&lt;br /&gt;then went for a dinner.&lt;br /&gt;cris was damn high that evening.&lt;br /&gt;next to our table was a table with six vietnameses.&lt;br /&gt;then cris started using some not-so-dignified language.&lt;br /&gt;we tried to calm him down.&lt;br /&gt;but he just kept talking.&lt;br /&gt;then when they stood up and went away.&lt;br /&gt;cris made some hilarious comment.&lt;br /&gt;the content was M18 so people dun be curious.&lt;br /&gt;then stayed up until 1 to sing happy birthday to Minh and Phong&lt;br /&gt;haha my two nice fellas, happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tao biết chúng mày đã lớn rồi, hiểu ra được nhiều điều rồi. 17 tuổi là năm đẹp nhất của đời người. hy vọng chúng mày sẽ làm được điều gì đó có ích, để ngày nào đó nhìn lại quãng đời tuổi trẻ mày ko cảm thấy vô nghĩa.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;finally got a chance to watch movie&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;i watched batman , at last.&lt;br /&gt;ok. but batman was too ordinary..&lt;br /&gt;and the plot was a bit unrealistic.&lt;br /&gt;but the moviewas nice :)&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;then we splited up.&lt;br /&gt;too tired so i decided to go back.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted a nice sleep at home.&lt;br /&gt;but then fell asleep on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;had to walk back.&lt;br /&gt;then all the sleepiness was all gone.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to have a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;haha feel quite uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;and i was very impressed.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, jaesung recognized my haircut in less than one day.&lt;br /&gt;the evening was a stupid intra-room rubik competition =)&lt;br /&gt;jae sung owned us.&lt;br /&gt;but the competition was entertaining sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;morning passed by without any major events that worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;lunch was okay.&lt;br /&gt;then i went and played ping pong with Minh.&lt;br /&gt;haha got an uncle and his twin boys.&lt;br /&gt;they challenged us to play.&lt;br /&gt;that was fun, but i prefer playing with Minh.&lt;br /&gt;because he's good.&lt;br /&gt;then about 5 we went back hostel.&lt;br /&gt;because of the rain so we could not play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;that's good. if i played  soccer i would faint at the court.&lt;br /&gt;but if i saw a soccer ball then i could not restrain myself.&lt;br /&gt;so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo, tmr i will meet my best friend ever !&lt;br /&gt;miss her a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are pictures of two birthday boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7331824623339138919?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7331824623339138919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7331824623339138919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7331824623339138919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7331824623339138919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/08/nice-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-4239386074712390598</id><published>2008-08-13T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:19:55.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;for the hectic school days.&lt;br /&gt;for the hellish training&lt;br /&gt;for the smo result.&lt;br /&gt;for my sister.&lt;br /&gt;want to accomplish something more.&lt;br /&gt;to show my capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4239386074712390598?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-2568122418346939090</id><published>2008-08-04T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:08:46.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School is too hard for me to describe in words.&lt;br /&gt;School means long tedious boring tiring torturous lessons that make my life miserable&lt;br /&gt;School means friends which make my life worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;School means those dreaded homework that drains all the energy out of my body&lt;br /&gt;School means the endless talks about some meaningless stuffs that keeps me cheerful and lively all days.&lt;br /&gt;School means me waking up early everyday, just to prepare for it.&lt;br /&gt;School means trainings, which are always fun, mostly the post-training kicking session :)&lt;br /&gt;School means projects that I despise, tiring and troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;School means stupid conversations that entertain me and bring smiles to people's faces.&lt;br /&gt;School means those tests that I can never do well, but just preferably everything ;)&lt;br /&gt;Then what do I go to school for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Girls lah, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;captain ball with class was always fun.&lt;br /&gt;soccer was fun.&lt;br /&gt;lunch was fun.&lt;br /&gt;the king and i was fun.&lt;br /&gt;so it means today was a fun day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm drained.&lt;br /&gt;sorry homework, i see you tmr =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-2568122418346939090?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-1932730828812799944</id><published>2008-08-02T16:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:19:03.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I fell in love with it, again ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the long-awaited intra-boarding school street soccer tournament.&lt;br /&gt;wah, it's one year alr, since the last tournament, we played with our seniors in the last match.&lt;br /&gt;missed that feeling, competing in a competition, not only for the prize, but for the love i hold for it.&lt;br /&gt;i love my teammates, and i love soccer.&lt;br /&gt;i hold dear in my heart the feeling on the court, when i run for the ball, get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;past somebody and make a good pass for my teammate.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did not even train or do anything before the tournament.&lt;br /&gt;every time i saw anyone playing soccer i just wanna join in.&lt;br /&gt;not only soccer, but also tennis, basketball, and even captain ball.&lt;br /&gt;all add up, and i joined this tournament with a few injuries in my legs, not to mention the old ones which i dunno when it will heal at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;nah, still better than my friends lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nghia had some problem with his toe.&lt;br /&gt;Minh's legs were not very well.&lt;br /&gt;Quang's feet haven't healed neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to play the first two match consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;wah, the first one was really a waste, i felt like we could have done a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;better.&lt;br /&gt;then had one stupid draw, that no one would like to have.&lt;br /&gt;the second was a match with the people in soccer.&lt;br /&gt;didnt like what alan did, inviting those soccer boys that were not living in the hostel.&lt;br /&gt;they were just freaking strong and skilled, but we put up a good fight :)&lt;br /&gt;then one more draw.&lt;br /&gt;had a lots of time to rest until the next round.&lt;br /&gt;then we stayed and watched all the matches.&lt;br /&gt;Linh, the great grand senior also came back.&lt;br /&gt;he was still the same as the Linh i knew a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;and Linh and Phong's team did quite well, being the first in the group.&lt;br /&gt;then they were going to meet us in the afternoon match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having lunch at poolside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;having lunch with lots of friends were always great.&lt;br /&gt;and it was better with nice food  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the afternoon matches started at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;damn sleepy sia, after eating then no one would want to play, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;then we played with Phong's team.&lt;br /&gt;haha they were quite good, and that made me nervous a lot.&lt;br /&gt;but finally we managed to win, thanks to good effort from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Quang's shooting was just so nice, i think i should learn some from him leh ^^&lt;br /&gt;and the final match was between us and the NJC soccer team (again)&lt;br /&gt;that was expected , their team was really a formidable opponent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we put up a good fight.&lt;br /&gt;having a good first half, 0-0 at the break.&lt;br /&gt;but some unwanted blunders happened, and finally we lost 3-1.&lt;br /&gt;and we got 1st runner-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's good guys!&lt;br /&gt;we showed them what our team got.&lt;br /&gt;but we had to sacrifice a few things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Minh and Nghia had a hard time walking properly.&lt;br /&gt;Cris got an injury on his arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;good effort pays off.&lt;br /&gt;whatever things, i know i will love my team =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quang, Nghia, Minh, Cris, Tung, Quyen and me!!!&lt;br /&gt;altogether, we are good friends!&lt;br /&gt;and we make a good team!&lt;br /&gt;and you should know that i love you all, my dear friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__DFjx3WyUmg/SJQmApzvHcI/AAAAAAAAABw/V2UCYnwlLZc/s1600-h/IMAGE_00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__DFjx3WyUmg/SJQmApzvHcI/AAAAAAAAABw/V2UCYnwlLZc/s400/IMAGE_00016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229846859948694978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: 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href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-i-fell-in-love-with-it-again.html' title='And I fell in love with it, again ...'/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__DFjx3WyUmg/SJQmApzvHcI/AAAAAAAAABw/V2UCYnwlLZc/s72-c/IMAGE_00016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-4293011499425476834</id><published>2008-07-27T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:16:01.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im feeling very very guilty.&lt;br /&gt;cos i didnt study for the whole weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went out for tung's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;lol we actually did not do much.&lt;br /&gt;in other words , we just went out to eat.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but as usual, it's always fun with lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;i really love my batch.&lt;br /&gt;Nghia, Minh, Hung Anh, Quyen, Tung, Phong.&lt;br /&gt;all of them are very very good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went out to meet with my old friends.&lt;br /&gt;long time never saw them.&lt;br /&gt;pool was pretty fun&lt;br /&gt;we were all big noobs.&lt;br /&gt;but since we were big noobs, that made the day interesting.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;then go for bowling.&lt;br /&gt;we were big noobs, again.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and then we started to cheat.&lt;br /&gt;luckily the guards did not notice.&lt;br /&gt;or else i think the whole group would be banned forever from that place =D&lt;br /&gt;then dinner.&lt;br /&gt;we had a lot of fun teasing Ly.&lt;br /&gt;haha, she was just so fun to tease, and her reactions were hilarious. =D&lt;br /&gt;actually i did not care to keep contact with them.&lt;br /&gt;but meeting them was very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm sitting in front of my computer and praying for the time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;so i can finish all those homework.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't reached perfection yet.&lt;br /&gt;haven't finished chem.&lt;br /&gt;haven't touched on maths proj.&lt;br /&gt;ok i should stop blogging and do homework.&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4293011499425476834?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4293011499425476834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-401952212396987740</id><published>2008-07-23T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:07:36.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a happy day today!&lt;br /&gt;the morning started with a heavy rain. no assembly at parade square, and all had to go to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but i liked having assembly inside the hall.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because normally assembly inside the hall = thursday = waking up late + day end early.&lt;br /&gt;the first lesson was maths. no difference.&lt;br /&gt;just that we got to know tomorrow miss ng wont be there.&lt;br /&gt;and we can have two "free" periods to practice to perfection.&lt;br /&gt;history lesson ended a bit early.&lt;br /&gt;then for gs we went to the computer lab.&lt;br /&gt;and had a lot of serious discussion =)&lt;br /&gt;i set up a character, dun rmb the name, but i rmb that my eyes are sharingan, and i'm a florist.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;the period was just playing around .&lt;br /&gt;then lunch, nothing to mention.&lt;br /&gt;double chem was fun.&lt;br /&gt;tung's group did quite well :) good job ppl !&lt;br /&gt;gs.&lt;br /&gt;lecture was just  normal, and i did not listen for a single word, as normal.&lt;br /&gt;then house session.&lt;br /&gt;we played captain ball.&lt;br /&gt;and we won!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;i played the catcher =) nearly fell down a few times.&lt;br /&gt;then peer tutoring.&lt;br /&gt;not very bad, at least i did not screw up =)&lt;br /&gt;Chang Jie was quite okay, but he made quite number of careless mistakes&lt;br /&gt;i will try my best, yo!&lt;br /&gt;then basketball.&lt;br /&gt;felt quite bad, we did okay, but i was not a good help for the team.&lt;br /&gt;i think i lost my touch alr.&lt;br /&gt;but actually i think i'm quite lousy, even with the touch =)&lt;br /&gt;sorry hsiu yen, ben and marilyn and sheng rui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wawawawawa.&lt;br /&gt;die tmr =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-401952212396987740?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/401952212396987740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=401952212396987740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/401952212396987740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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usual, no remark.&lt;br /&gt;frisbee was quite fun,but i dun want to play it again, play with some balls would be nice =)&lt;br /&gt;writing article in history&lt;br /&gt;lunch&lt;br /&gt;dreaded double period of LA&lt;br /&gt;free period.&lt;br /&gt;boring-as-usual maths&lt;br /&gt;subject combi talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real fun started after school.&lt;br /&gt;sorry porkpao, i pangseh-ed you and went down to the basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;watching the soccer matches with some others.&lt;br /&gt;then couldnt stand it anymore, so went and played with the ip1.&lt;br /&gt;5 vs 7.&lt;br /&gt;me, zizhao,jason, cris and geirant in one team.&lt;br /&gt;but the match was quite even.&lt;br /&gt;if it wasnt geirant, but Lam, we should have won... lol&lt;br /&gt;sorry geirant, didnt mean to be mean to you, but you must train a lot harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went back to the court to see the last two matches.&lt;br /&gt;nghia's keeping was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;but samara's shoots were scary.&lt;br /&gt;if i saw samara i would have ran away in fear.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow ignis managed to won the third place.&lt;br /&gt;and the final.&lt;br /&gt;quite nice sia.&lt;br /&gt;raja was the keeper, and aerius played with a very weird tactic.&lt;br /&gt;let raja be the keeper, then from keeper position he attempted long shots.&lt;br /&gt;wait for the opponent's keeper to make mistake, and someone would run up try to finish.&lt;br /&gt;but they did win.&lt;br /&gt;unbelievavle sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all of us, smelly and dirty, went up to the kongsi.&lt;br /&gt;we were the first ones to come inside the lt :)&lt;br /&gt;then took the seats in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;the performance was very very nice.&lt;br /&gt;damn you Kurt, for bluffing me, that broadway night was not good.&lt;br /&gt;the performance was short.&lt;br /&gt;but i did enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;most of the audience and the performers were Ip2.&lt;br /&gt;haha all the people i knew.&lt;br /&gt;They all sang very well, i never knew their voices were that nice!&lt;br /&gt;amanda was good, but she forgot some parts of the lyric.&lt;br /&gt;then she stood there and smiled =)&lt;br /&gt;was talking crap with Nghia, Phong and Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;haha Phong was noob, didnt have the gut to jump down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the performance. we lingered around for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;then all of us headed to KAP.&lt;br /&gt;we arrived there when it was not very crowded.&lt;br /&gt;but then all the people from the performance just now came and the whole place were full of njcians.&lt;br /&gt;dun know what day was that ,&lt;br /&gt;but there were four times people sang happy birthday!.&lt;br /&gt;what a nice day that all the babies decided to come out .&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;went back at 10+&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;then after a while just fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and left my comp there for a whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning did have a hard time to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;breakfast with Phong.&lt;br /&gt;then played with Nghia.&lt;br /&gt;lunch.&lt;br /&gt;then went for CIP with Tung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the CIP session turned out in some unexpected way.&lt;br /&gt;just know that 10/8 maybe a very fun day =)&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was special also.&lt;br /&gt;on the bus to dhoby ghaut got few Vietnamese women talking quite loudly.&lt;br /&gt;at dhoby ghaut when we were so tired and went to eat, we heard some Vietnamese children's voice.&lt;br /&gt;then when came to eat again, a Vietnamese family was sitting right next to us.&lt;br /&gt;at the bus stop on the way back also met a Vietnamese junior.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;scary. cannot talk in vietnamese is the worst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~mashup in heaven is so nice~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-9186574157499821400?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/9186574157499821400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=9186574157499821400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/9186574157499821400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/9186574157499821400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-life-would-continue-like-last-recent.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8226247838928875997</id><published>2008-07-16T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T19:34:13.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think i am becoming more and more talkative everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i think back on the recent days and found out that i talked quite a lot these days.&lt;br /&gt;but that made my life better each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amount of homework piling up everyday is truly remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;it would take lots lots time to finish.&lt;br /&gt;integration is really out of my level =( it makes maths horrible period.&lt;br /&gt;and lots lots of projects, they are killing me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since i'm currently happy, that means i can cope.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really need to restrain myself.&lt;br /&gt;i told myself to not touch the soccer ball for a week, so my legs could heal.&lt;br /&gt;but just today i went back again my words and started playing.&lt;br /&gt;but the match was very fun .&lt;br /&gt;i know that i should not go back again my words.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;that's&lt;br /&gt;too tempting for me to handle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;~&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;norwegian recycling rocks!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8226247838928875997?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3639312427866950430</id><published>2008-07-15T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:05:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finally the gpa was resturned.&lt;br /&gt;I got 3.77!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am quite happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;Ya it was not a bad result, even though I could not get rid of the thought that I could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;For the effort I did put in that was nearly a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;My friends' grades are also pretty high.&lt;br /&gt;Today everyone seemed quite happy! I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;Phong rocks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My roommate is so very extremely absolutely incredibly PRO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a very laxing day.&lt;br /&gt;I had only 3 lessons today.&lt;br /&gt;that meant half of my days at school were only talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;the morning had very stupid and lame talk(as usual) with my Vietnamese boys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;3 lessons passed by too quick for me to notice.&lt;br /&gt;ended with me crapping all the answers for the QSE thingy.&lt;br /&gt;then 1 hour of stupid talk (once again) inside the library.&lt;br /&gt;came back home and continued with some more stupid conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those stupid things made my day worthwhile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i did find myself in important positions.&lt;br /&gt;firstly i was assigned the ic of maths( i think only in name)&lt;br /&gt;secondly i was the very important person who came up from the back and drew the lot for chem proj.&lt;br /&gt;somehow everything seems to end in the same week.&lt;br /&gt;maths, and chem.&lt;br /&gt;ok fine, just do as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah i totally LOVE my new pants.&lt;br /&gt;although I look totally ridiculous inside that .&lt;br /&gt;and i dont dare walking outside of the room with that on my body =)&lt;br /&gt;don't want to risk my reputation =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~hoping for a fast recovery~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3639312427866950430?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3639312427866950430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8334400351735839807</id><published>2008-07-14T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:08:14.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm happy!!&lt;br /&gt;despite of the dreaded lessons, i was happy today.&lt;br /&gt;did not pay any attention to the classes today.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i failed to understand what was written inside the history booklet.&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to feel happy the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;then during Chinese we played soccer.&lt;br /&gt;then PE got captain ball.&lt;br /&gt;i really have to restrain myself.&lt;br /&gt;or else my  knees and my feet will never heal.&lt;br /&gt;my whole room learns to play rubik cube.&lt;br /&gt;me, phong, cris and jae.&lt;br /&gt;jae very mean, he laughed at the idea of myself knowing how to play.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly want to learn all kind of things, and somehow i'm scared i will die before i can complete all the things i wanna learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got double chinese and end at 1.10&lt;br /&gt;can't be better.&lt;br /&gt;just cannot go to play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;i have to be resolute.&lt;br /&gt;my legs should heal faster.&lt;br /&gt;i want to play soccer, to play basketball, to run, to jump, to walk properly, all sort of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;can't bring myself to study.&lt;br /&gt;can't concentrate eh.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;anyway i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;have fun&lt;br /&gt;be carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah two more week got MI test.&lt;br /&gt;all the dilemmas are just plainly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;coming up with other solutions would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: the violinist dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt believe those people.&lt;br /&gt;they kidnap you and tell you all stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;maybe they have a reason but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;but saving a famous violinist should give me lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;very tempting.&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;first i will pretend myself to be obedient.&lt;br /&gt;"ok i will stay here for nine months."&lt;br /&gt;then the stupid association would be happy.&lt;br /&gt;then i will ask them, can bring me tv so i wont get bored.&lt;br /&gt;then i will ask them to bring junk food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;then i will have a few slaves working for me.&lt;br /&gt;then one day i will persuade them to give me internet or a phone.&lt;br /&gt;they will pity me then give me the thing.&lt;br /&gt;then i just call the police and they will catch all the stupid maniacs who kidnap me.&lt;br /&gt;then stay until the end of nine months under the care of police.&lt;br /&gt;i will be famous as the smart guy who escape from the kidnappers.&lt;br /&gt;and also the guy who saves a great violinist.&lt;br /&gt;then the famous violinist will give me lots of money to thank me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: the running trolley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people and 1person.&lt;br /&gt;all the people who are idiotic enough to walk on the track.&lt;br /&gt;and too deaf to hear a trolley coming.&lt;br /&gt;and too dumb to stay there and wait for another to save them.&lt;br /&gt;they should just die.&lt;br /&gt;waste my time .&lt;br /&gt;but if i have time to see 5 people, and then see 1 more person, then find the switch, then have enough time to think over it.&lt;br /&gt;then is it more than enough time for them to escape?&lt;br /&gt;idiots, just die already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd: the fat man and the trolley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to reiterate that all the people who are stupid enough to walk on the track and be oblivious to the surroundings should be dead.&lt;br /&gt;but the sanctity of life or something is important.&lt;br /&gt;then why you don't call the fat man then you two find something big enough to stop the trolley or change its direction.&lt;br /&gt;moral dilemma my ass. think before you kill. just see a fat man and want to find an excuse to kill him, you are a really bad guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th: the big Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;we are idiots.&lt;br /&gt;who let that fatass to get in the hole first.&lt;br /&gt;the one who never think before he does anything should die.&lt;br /&gt;but we deserve to die too.&lt;br /&gt;why let him get in first?&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;all of the people inside.&lt;br /&gt;each goes to one corner and repent.&lt;br /&gt;and then.&lt;br /&gt;gather at one place.&lt;br /&gt;then blow up the dynamite to commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;you all deserve to die.&lt;br /&gt;and big Jack.&lt;br /&gt;idiotic fatass.&lt;br /&gt;you will die, too&lt;br /&gt;but much more slower than us.&lt;br /&gt;stay there and repent.&lt;br /&gt;and die a miserable death.&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'm really cruel.&lt;br /&gt;but tha is fun =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8334400351735839807?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8334400351735839807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8334400351735839807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8334400351735839807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8334400351735839807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-happy-despite-of-dreaded-lessons-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-2787352728843013114</id><published>2008-07-12T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T09:30:16.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The official first week of term 3 has finally ended.&lt;br /&gt;I was having quite a good week.&lt;br /&gt;For my result, I was quite pleased, since that's a little more than I expected, with the effort i did put in for the assessment.&lt;br /&gt;next week will receive the result. i estimated my grades already, not much to say.&lt;br /&gt;just aim for a better grade, it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like people around me are getting nicer and nicer!&lt;br /&gt;Im very happy around them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the guitar concert!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;just because of a incidental meet with Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;He scolded me, and told me in a forceful way, to go for the camp.&lt;br /&gt;ok, fine, i did go for the camp.&lt;br /&gt;that means i did not go for the concert&lt;br /&gt;that i had been eagerly waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;but the camp was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;the seniors' sharing did help me, i think i would train a bit more to improve myself.&lt;br /&gt;sunday would be the election day.&lt;br /&gt;i'm quire curious to know who will be the next captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Jade!!&lt;br /&gt;Actually i dun think that Jade would read my blog, but who cares, saying happy birthday to a friend is a nice action that everyone is encouraged to do =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-2787352728843013114?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/2787352728843013114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=2787352728843013114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/2787352728843013114'/><link rel='self' 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for.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he thinks that he has everything.&lt;br /&gt;everything necessary for his own good, for his own life&lt;br /&gt;He laughs away at things, since he doesnt consider all those things a big matter.&lt;br /&gt;hundreds of small things can come together and make a big thing&lt;br /&gt;but he ignores thousands of things, until the consequences are to big for him to handle alone.&lt;br /&gt;now he regrets what he has done.&lt;br /&gt;he always thinks he has enough.&lt;br /&gt;actually, he has a lot, but he does not have the ability to stick all of them together.&lt;br /&gt;then things crumple and fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt have a firm ground to stay on.&lt;br /&gt;and he realizes his own mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;he has a lot.&lt;br /&gt;he can do a lot.&lt;br /&gt;but one thing is missing.&lt;br /&gt;his goal.&lt;br /&gt;he wants too much.&lt;br /&gt;he envies others.&lt;br /&gt;he feels that if people can get something, he can also get it.&lt;br /&gt;but he is mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;disillusioned, he finds himself alone in darkness.&lt;br /&gt;he wants to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;but no one can turn back the time,&lt;br /&gt;he cannot, either.&lt;br /&gt;he feels frustrated&lt;br /&gt;displeased, discouraged, disillusioned.&lt;br /&gt;he tries to force himself to be someone that is not him.&lt;br /&gt;now who was he, again he forgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what to do now, for him?&lt;br /&gt;he does not know.&lt;br /&gt;he is clueless,&lt;br /&gt;so he decides to press the restart button&lt;br /&gt;he tries to overwrite his own os, with a new one.&lt;br /&gt;it takes a longer time to install.&lt;br /&gt;it takes a longer time to stabilize.&lt;br /&gt;it takes a longer time to familiarize.&lt;br /&gt;but it is indeed a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if he still feels sad.&lt;br /&gt;hope he finds a better life in future.&lt;br /&gt;if he is determined&lt;br /&gt;enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8621361277479588657</id><published>2008-07-04T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T13:25:38.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obs</title><content type='html'>yay i has returned from obs.&lt;br /&gt;obs was so fun. i miss it.&lt;br /&gt;but actually the things we did were the same as last year.&lt;br /&gt;just a little more challenging.&lt;br /&gt;aiyaa i wannna go for sailing.&lt;br /&gt;but cannot stay leh :(&lt;br /&gt;has to go back for the smo thing.&lt;br /&gt;our watch was quite fun&lt;br /&gt;got 7 guys and 9 girls.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;kayaking was fun.&lt;br /&gt;tracking was fun&lt;br /&gt;everyday was fun&lt;br /&gt;just that quite tiring&lt;br /&gt;my shoulders still ache&lt;br /&gt;and my clothes all very smelly ones :)&lt;br /&gt;but i was having lots of fun&lt;br /&gt;continuing having fun everybody, and tell me everything when you come back arh !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8621361277479588657?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8621361277479588657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8621361277479588657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8621361277479588657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1787087"&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1787087&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;i'm just bored. you can click it if you want.&lt;br /&gt;your choice&lt;br /&gt;but if u click then me be happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-5228718319155836835?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/5228718319155836835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=5228718319155836835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5228718319155836835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5228718319155836835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-3186626607684146282</id><published>2008-06-02T11:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:19:12.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>finally i'm home.&lt;br /&gt;after that damned flight.&lt;br /&gt;which got delayed for roughly 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;nearly killed cris, nghaI~ and me.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed 4 hours inside the waiting area.&lt;br /&gt;facing cold, boredom, tiredness and starvation.&lt;br /&gt;and the flight got a whole lot of kids.&lt;br /&gt;running around, laughing, chitchat-ing...&lt;br /&gt;and doing whatsoever that can disturb people's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only arrived at Hanoi by 1130 or so.&lt;br /&gt;then it took nearly two hours to reach my house.&lt;br /&gt;i love it,absolutely love it.&lt;br /&gt;took a nice bath, had a nice meal.&lt;br /&gt;then slept peacefully until the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i missed my family.&lt;br /&gt;my parents, my sister i love them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning was quite normal.&lt;br /&gt;breakfast with my grandma. i love pho. after six months , it tasted great&lt;br /&gt;then visited my grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;then talked with my grandma again.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone number is +841227307256&lt;br /&gt;if you are in vietnam then delete the +84 and add the 0&lt;br /&gt;wahh, life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3186626607684146282?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3186626607684146282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3186626607684146282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3186626607684146282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3186626607684146282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-4029881013507047028</id><published>2008-05-31T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T13:50:00.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am angry.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still have one more paper when tomorrow i would be home already?&lt;br /&gt;And why does that paper have to be physical geo?&lt;br /&gt;The subject that I have never touched since the start of the ancient history of mankind.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i did better than expected for the three assignments yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;no need to mention the fact that I expected to fail.&lt;br /&gt;Never studied seriously, i wont be surprised if i fail miserably.&lt;br /&gt;I did not crap enough for econs.&lt;br /&gt;and LA i expected 0 mark for the application qn.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was okay.&lt;br /&gt;damn it, why the last paper must be geo??? arrgghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristal was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;I got the seat at the middle of the last row of the first floor.&lt;br /&gt;from a far, with all the smoke coming up, everything looked blurry.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why i found this year's aristal nicer than last year.&lt;br /&gt;but not as fun&lt;br /&gt;this year i had to sit alone.&lt;br /&gt;next to me were some people from 06ip04.&lt;br /&gt;one girl was talking ,without pause, in English.&lt;br /&gt;and the guy next to her answered in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;that bilingual conversation lasted from 730 to 10. in other words, the whole performance.&lt;br /&gt;and when the indian dance people came up, they started :" hey, where's daniel? is he the second one? wahh, so cute blah blah blah ..."&lt;br /&gt;the performance was quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;haha, during the malay dance performance, people heard some weird noises and all the audiences started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i blurted out some not-very-good vietnamese in front of tung's father.&lt;br /&gt;forgot that he was there.&lt;br /&gt;hope that he would forget soon, or even better if he did not hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;go study geog.&lt;br /&gt;or i will die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4029881013507047028?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4029881013507047028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=4029881013507047028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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of unproductive days havent ended yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, who cares, Im just too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went for the closing ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;too bad NJ did not get anything for the onsite challenge.&lt;br /&gt;but when I listened to the first place group, the solution was really simple.&lt;br /&gt;Not much different from my first idea, but better done, and well-thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was strange.&lt;br /&gt;All the schools from all over the world came to compete, but three fourth of the prize went to local schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, and the sharing of experience of overseas participants.&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree the Israel guy's opinion.&lt;br /&gt;suits and ties are not for singapore's weather.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly suffocated inside the blazer.&lt;br /&gt;But there was someone really incredible.&lt;br /&gt;He wore the blazer, from inside the hostel, on the bus, during the ceremony, throughout the lunch, on the bus back to the hostel, and even the walk back to the hostel.( that someone who-must-not-be-named is a vietnamese scholar from 07ip01)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ly was not at the hostel today. She had some stuffs at school. I suddenly realized i haven't met her for a few months. I was such a bad friend :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing much happened afterward. my recent schedule was mostly makeup sleeping session :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and study, boy. Time is running out. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-3889608573154515604?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/3889608573154515604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=3889608573154515604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3889608573154515604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/3889608573154515604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-know-it-isnt-good-time-for-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-7127804692932788816</id><published>2008-05-23T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T21:08:19.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Such a long time of no update.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last SIMC has ended.&lt;br /&gt;it will officially end tmr, but to me it ends alr.&lt;br /&gt;Our group presentation today was totally screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;But frankly I should say it was deserving.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 11pm we still havent decided on a solution&lt;br /&gt;And the group was too bored and no one wanted to do anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It was a big mystery to me how we could crap the whole thing for the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;But never mind it ends alr.&lt;br /&gt;The on-site challenge I estimate that we have a negative chance of winning.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I try to look at things as optimistically as I could&lt;br /&gt;At least we got something for the presite challenge.&lt;br /&gt;All the best for the other two groups, hope that you would make the school proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;My presentation skill improved lah :)&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm a little more confident than before :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to school at 1.15&lt;br /&gt;then everyone has gone home alr.&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to meet everyone, and perhaps play soccer or basketball or something.&lt;br /&gt;but only saw a few people, the others disappeared alr.&lt;br /&gt;quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;then I ate at school.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the western food stall and the auntie said no more rice and spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;then i ran to chinese cuisine to find that there was no more meat.&lt;br /&gt;and i had a lunch with all the veggie.&lt;br /&gt;then went home alone T_____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People went for Mld training&lt;br /&gt;left me alone at home to fight with this irritating weather.&lt;br /&gt;I really really really cannot stand this kind of weather.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish that the hostel got bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;then I will fill the whole thing with cool water and sleep inside.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, still had to take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;even I knew that later allan would call me to play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then slept for one hour.&lt;br /&gt;and woken up (expectedly) by allan.&lt;br /&gt;and went to the street soccer court.&lt;br /&gt;damn it the ground was scorching hot.&lt;br /&gt;cannot stand on it, had to jump around .&lt;br /&gt;like dancing.&lt;br /&gt;so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrgggghhhh&lt;br /&gt;next week still got exams&lt;br /&gt;when everyone is freed alr&lt;br /&gt;still havent touched the notes&lt;br /&gt;I did touch the note, but only to put it aside.&lt;br /&gt;My brain got some kind of restriction enzymes that rejected all the information i tried to stuff in.&lt;br /&gt;random again&lt;br /&gt;But cannot take the exams with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;aarrggh&lt;br /&gt;should go and study.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just want to write some stupid things on the exam papers, then go off and enjoy the holiday alr.&lt;br /&gt;and miss my parents also :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-7127804692932788816?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/7127804692932788816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=7127804692932788816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7127804692932788816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/7127804692932788816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/05/such-long-time-of-no-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-4078046977632018139</id><published>2008-05-11T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:07:27.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My friend just called me. A call that lasted roughly one hour.&lt;br /&gt;She just called me, and when I answered I could hear nothing but her crying.&lt;br /&gt;I was really confused of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;She cried and mumbled, and I had a hard time understand what she was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;She got into some troubles, and she was uncertain of her own self.&lt;br /&gt;She just knew to cry.&lt;br /&gt;The more she thought the more confused she was.&lt;br /&gt;I did lend my ears to her for one hour to hear her complaints.&lt;br /&gt;And tried to calm her down, since she seemed like she was broken.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I could do nothing more to help her.&lt;br /&gt;At least she was calmed down.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that she will feel better soon.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see people to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot do something ,please do not try to hard as you might hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I love all my friends, and I dont want to hear sad stories about all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Ass week is coming.&lt;br /&gt;All the best for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Don't get frustrated if you could not do anything, as long as you had tried your best that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4078046977632018139?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4078046977632018139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=4078046977632018139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4078046977632018139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4078046977632018139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-friend-just-called-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-6382823330986444437</id><published>2008-04-26T08:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:00:44.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Time passed by surely fast.&lt;br /&gt;Already end of week 6.&lt;br /&gt;One kid came back to his room, smile in satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;because he enjoyed his life.&lt;br /&gt;and now he love it more and more.&lt;br /&gt;since he has his friends&lt;br /&gt;since he has the attention.&lt;br /&gt;since he is trying his best.&lt;br /&gt;He loves his life.&lt;br /&gt;since it is so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He enjoys play sport with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;His friends at school. His Vietnamese friends.&lt;br /&gt;He loves talking about all the meaningless things.&lt;br /&gt;As long as there is someone willing to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He once tried to hold himself back.&lt;br /&gt;Scared of talking too much, afraid of embarrassing himself.&lt;br /&gt;Scared of hurting anyone, afraid of hurting himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he has changed.&lt;br /&gt;He finds aspiration to keep moving on.&lt;br /&gt;He loves his friends.&lt;br /&gt;He loves his family.&lt;br /&gt;He loves his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone is going through a hectic time.&lt;br /&gt;Homework, projects, assignments, aplenty.&lt;br /&gt;but everyone let's get through it together!&lt;br /&gt;you are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;because that kid is also trying alongside with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8829142710829313480</id><published>2008-04-21T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T16:07:58.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just doing some LA journal.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna write.&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Charlie is not treated well.&lt;br /&gt;He was made fun of, he was scared of.&lt;br /&gt;But he still got friends wad??&lt;br /&gt;There still existed people who cared for him&lt;br /&gt;there still existed people who accepted him as he was.&lt;br /&gt;and loved him...&lt;br /&gt;Life is so nice.&lt;br /&gt;There are always someone, who care for you, who accept you, and love you.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for a life isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;and Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I admire him?&lt;br /&gt;Because he was a good man.&lt;br /&gt;After he got smarter, people thought that he became more irritable.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, cos he understood what people did to him.&lt;br /&gt;He understood how they treated him.&lt;br /&gt;He understood how they saw him.&lt;br /&gt;He was sad.&lt;br /&gt;He was frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;But he accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;Nemur treated him like a lab rat.&lt;br /&gt;and he did not like Nemur.&lt;br /&gt;But he decided to help in the research.&lt;br /&gt;He did not do it for himself.&lt;br /&gt;He did it for people like the old him.&lt;br /&gt;who were hoping for a change.&lt;br /&gt;He knew his time was limited.&lt;br /&gt;But he tried.&lt;br /&gt;and he did it.&lt;br /&gt;So nice.&lt;br /&gt;People can do what they want.&lt;br /&gt;contribute their best&lt;br /&gt;to help others.&lt;br /&gt;to help the world.&lt;br /&gt;while the world does not treat them well.&lt;br /&gt;forget about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;that's how a man should be.&lt;br /&gt;determined, straight and dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;I admire him.&lt;br /&gt;like how i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8829142710829313480?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8829142710829313480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8829142710829313480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8829142710829313480'/><link 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on the bed as much as i could.&lt;br /&gt;almost late for school.&lt;br /&gt;hsiu yen's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday, you are now sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;all the best wishes for you!&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate your company :)&lt;br /&gt;first lesson was Physics.&lt;br /&gt;my head just didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;it refused to work, and i made no effort to force it to work.&lt;br /&gt;it wanted to rest, then let it rest :)&lt;br /&gt;next was chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i.e a free period.&lt;br /&gt;in my half-awaken state, i could not enjoy it as fully as usual.&lt;br /&gt;but as long as i didnt have to study, that's ok :)&lt;br /&gt;after that got free period.&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to the court downstairs to film that stupid video for MI.&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;hsiu yen and chitra kept forgetting the lines.&lt;br /&gt;and we had to redo thousands of times.&lt;br /&gt;hsiu yen looked so damn gay with his PINK halo and his PINK star wand.&lt;br /&gt;why did it have to be pink???&lt;br /&gt;nvm then, got a fun time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but got whacked by that PINK star wand.&lt;br /&gt;i immediately recorded the memory as an evidence, and I solemnly swear I will take revenge someday.&lt;br /&gt;GS.&lt;br /&gt;ok ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;skip it.&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;got lunch.&lt;br /&gt;two LAs.&lt;br /&gt;got to watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;didnt have to study.&lt;br /&gt;but the movie was bloody boring.&lt;br /&gt;not half as good as the novel.&lt;br /&gt;and the sound was really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes could hear no sound at all, and sometimes got lots of weird sound.&lt;br /&gt;that movie got an Oscar meh?&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time imagine how bad were all the movies thirty years ago?&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;had to stay back.&lt;br /&gt;dota match at 4.&lt;br /&gt;the opponents were good.&lt;br /&gt;but we put up a good fight.&lt;br /&gt;and cris seemed better than yesterday, even we lost badly.&lt;br /&gt;nvm then bros, we got a chance to learn, and we still had time to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know.&lt;br /&gt;recently i feel much better than last month.&lt;br /&gt;cant figure out the reason.&lt;br /&gt;nvm then, no need a reason to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;i should keep being cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;and improve also.&lt;br /&gt;try to erase my bad habits of procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;should try harder, but not a mugger.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be stronger also.&lt;br /&gt;and soccer also.&lt;br /&gt;too bad my knee still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;can run, but i dont think it's a good idea to run.&lt;br /&gt;be good, me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think i should be more grateful.&lt;br /&gt;show my gratitude to people around me.&lt;br /&gt;since i love them, and i want them to love me.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be thankful for what people have done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU Cris for waking me up&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU my MI group, for you have spend lots of effort for the script. let's try to finish it soon.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU Minh, for accompanying me for one hour when i have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU the people who designed the Ipod, i'm grateful that your product had saved me from boredom.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU all the translation groups who have been diligently translating manga and put it up for me to read.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU Mr Kubo Tite, Bleach is really nice. Now got lots of twists :) Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life :) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-4990512712325495873?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/4990512712325495873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=4990512712325495873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4990512712325495873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/4990512712325495873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-my-life-since-its-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-8466297440815474955</id><published>2008-04-17T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T20:36:28.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;today was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;went through the rain to school.&lt;br /&gt;at least it rained in the morning&lt;br /&gt;that meant it cant rain in the afternoon and the match wouldnt be cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to class really tired.&lt;br /&gt;lessons were boring as ever.&lt;br /&gt;smsing with nghia, all the stupid things&lt;br /&gt;i did a good job to last until 110.&lt;br /&gt;then go to coro and come back.&lt;br /&gt;saw some guys playing soccer and joined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad playing with Reuben.&lt;br /&gt;he told me beforehand that do not play so rough.&lt;br /&gt;then he dribbled, dribbled, dribbled, dribbled, dribbled, right to left, left to right, front to back, back to front, right to left, and left to right again and again.&lt;br /&gt;but he failed to get pass me .&lt;br /&gt;then he started to get impatient .&lt;br /&gt;he pushed me aside , swore, and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;didnt want to pick up a fight, i just stood aside and let him get past.&lt;br /&gt;then he ran to the goal.&lt;br /&gt;and shot.&lt;br /&gt;and missed.&lt;br /&gt;how nice.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;just that he irritated me.&lt;br /&gt;ashwyn also.&lt;br /&gt;soccer is a team game.&lt;br /&gt;all about passing , strategy and sportmanship.&lt;br /&gt;they just knew to dribble.&lt;br /&gt;even their skills werent good enough&lt;br /&gt;they couldnt get past us then they started pushing and swearing.&lt;br /&gt;i could not stand them&lt;br /&gt;me and my team just passed the ball around.&lt;br /&gt;then scored&lt;br /&gt;they deserved a humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;i hate posers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went around school to find someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;found Phong.&lt;br /&gt;talked to him 'bout balance of payment (xD)&lt;br /&gt;actually i was really sad about my presentation yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i must have to try harder then :)&lt;br /&gt;but talking with Phong was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later went to bytz&lt;br /&gt;for the dota thingy.&lt;br /&gt;hahah talking with those 06 guys was fun.&lt;br /&gt;then the match.&lt;br /&gt;we were playing quite well.&lt;br /&gt;i got 1st blood some more :)&lt;br /&gt;but then lost&lt;br /&gt;quite sad, really&lt;br /&gt;if the game would last longer then maybe we would win&lt;br /&gt;my bradwarden was really strong.&lt;br /&gt;nvm got next time to try.&lt;br /&gt;cris seemed to be frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;nvm then next time we would win&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for the nj match&lt;br /&gt;when we came the score were 1-0 alr&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;came down and cheered with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;kelly got a nice goal.&lt;br /&gt;gerrard was playing quite okay also&lt;br /&gt;Quang got a nice pass&lt;br /&gt;and the last goal was really funny :)&lt;br /&gt;3-1&lt;br /&gt;go go go nj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my leg hurts&lt;br /&gt;cant run&lt;br /&gt;dont know tmr can go for training or not&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;lets try my best then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-8466297440815474955?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/8466297440815474955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=8466297440815474955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8466297440815474955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/8466297440815474955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-really-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-6677674612162610082</id><published>2008-04-15T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:26:45.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;I'm changing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm working harder than before&lt;br /&gt;I wanna change&lt;br /&gt;I wanna change myself&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if it's too late&lt;br /&gt;But as long as I know that I finally start thinking for my own self.&lt;br /&gt;It would not matter now&lt;br /&gt;It would not matter in a week's time&lt;br /&gt;It would not matter in a month's time&lt;br /&gt;But it would definitely worth if my determination can last for a few months.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I wanna change?&lt;br /&gt;A childish thought.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows it could affect me this much.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;Open myself.&lt;br /&gt;Oppose myself.&lt;br /&gt;And challenge myself.&lt;br /&gt;And defeat myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-6677674612162610082?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/6677674612162610082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=6677674612162610082' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6677674612162610082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/6677674612162610082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-im-changing.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1050974980974687877.post-5634849158529787727</id><published>2008-04-08T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:45:48.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Half day.&lt;br /&gt;I love half days.&lt;br /&gt;But not this half day.&lt;br /&gt;Because it was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;We were allowed to leave at 11.40&lt;br /&gt;tempting, wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;If the day was longer.&lt;br /&gt;2hrs and 20 minutes earlier than normal.&lt;br /&gt;not a big difference anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really exhausted today.&lt;br /&gt;went to school as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Got the IP preview t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;only ok, not really nice.&lt;br /&gt;i heard that we are supposed to wear it tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot it in class.&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;11.40am.&lt;br /&gt;that meant i had homeroom session, 3 periods,lunch  and 10 more minutes.&lt;br /&gt;and among the 3 periods , 2 of them were chinese.&lt;br /&gt;I was slacking for 2 periods.&lt;br /&gt;and then came back to class for LA.&lt;br /&gt;stupid me again, forgot the bloody book.&lt;br /&gt;and I slacked through the period also.&lt;br /&gt;lunch was supposed to follow, but Mr Loh came in and took over.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the note, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;And I slacked last period also.&lt;br /&gt;But slacking did not save me.&lt;br /&gt;11.45 had to go down for training.&lt;br /&gt;did not have time for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;insane, the school was.&lt;br /&gt;training started at 12&lt;br /&gt;middle of noon.&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the field.&lt;br /&gt;where that bloody sun cruelly burnt your body to a crisp.&lt;br /&gt;training was okay.&lt;br /&gt;have not adapt in, but that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;i still have lots of time.&lt;br /&gt;slowly and steadily&lt;br /&gt;i will become a star player.&lt;br /&gt;should stop dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;i'm becoming lamer and lamer.&lt;br /&gt;the sun was like, freaking hot.&lt;br /&gt;my feet were burning, just running on the field.&lt;br /&gt;and ironically, we stop training because of lightning, which was followed by a big rainfall.&lt;br /&gt;could not have time to draw a hydrograph and observe the water level of NJC.&lt;br /&gt;But then we had nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;then waiting for the ice.&lt;br /&gt;later got icing.&lt;br /&gt;jumping inside was really scary.&lt;br /&gt;after seeing keith screaming like he was being tortured.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he was really tortured, with samara dripping water on hid head.&lt;br /&gt;but it was damn cold, truthfully said.&lt;br /&gt;but after coming out it felt really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Later gotta watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Felt sleep for almost half of it.&lt;br /&gt;it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Could not understand what the hell they were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a faintest idea about rugby, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;and then end of day.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Half day, I came back at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;so really tired.&lt;br /&gt;tmr i should pon training .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1050974980974687877-5634849158529787727?l=dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/feeds/5634849158529787727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1050974980974687877&amp;postID=5634849158529787727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5634849158529787727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1050974980974687877/posts/default/5634849158529787727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangodaikazoku.blogspot.com/2008/04/half-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Qui Hieu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16725235445895603401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
