<?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-7323572804720146859</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:45:11.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的生活.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-710630042032169531</id><published>2010-04-05T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:37:57.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>原来，我什么都不懂.</title><content type='html'>说我傻，我不是完全傻。说我笨，我不是完全笨。你说我不爱你，哪里有啊？我问你你还爱我吗，你却犹豫不决...那到底是什么意思。最近好多事发生，功课增多，打机时间跟本没有了，还要为了陪你，抽了读书的时间出来，结果，我所听到的，不是我所要的结果。我在问我自己，使我不够好？还是你真的不再喜欢我了？不然为什么你会突然什么都没告诉我就这样离开了我...空虚总是缠着我，我只好硬硬的吞下去。难道我真的有什么令到你不满意的吗？我什么都为你改了，这是你给我的答案吗？其实，如果我朋友没告诉我那些事，我会那么冲动吗？如果他没告诉我，那我不是成为了天下最笨的人？我不懂他有没有看错人，但是我对你的信任已经渐渐减少了，这几天，你已通电话都没打来，星期六大的电话，也没有一通你又跟我说到半句话，你讨厌我，就跟我说，我宁愿你对我坦白，也不要被判我。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-710630042032169531?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/710630042032169531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/710630042032169531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/710630042032169531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='原来，我什么都不懂.'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-4275364564937252191</id><published>2010-02-26T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:14:33.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Feb , what a sick day =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S4dmp1qC1RI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kcCvgDYTiBo/s1600-h/if+u+get+wet....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S4dmp1qC1RI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kcCvgDYTiBo/s320/if+u+get+wet....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S4dmlsq5RwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7LF19Lwl-ok/s1600-h/1_249227137l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S4dmlsq5RwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7LF19Lwl-ok/s320/1_249227137l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S4dkEk7hrpI/AAAAAAAAAHk/o0CyM9sEeAg/s1600-h/1_235111911l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S4dkEk7hrpI/AAAAAAAAAHk/o0CyM9sEeAg/s320/1_235111911l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mostly when couple argued, girl don't usually reply boy's message, but why this time I don't felt right since yesterday even the word " good night " also didn't spoke to me. I don't really felt it's right at all, I mean for me.Even she said break up, but I don't know what to do since I had done what I should done, taking down boy's faces isn't easy as what you thought but as what other boys do when girl said break up, they agree since there's still lots of girl out there. For me, she is my last and I won't find another one until I found another person that can really take good care of her. This was my wrong, it's always my wrong, everytime when she angry at me, I thought she simply think of things that are not realistic, but actually the person that make her angry, it's really me. =( I'm sorry for all things that I had done in this 5 months together with you, at the first I don't know you're a person that care so much about your boyfriend, I just make you disapointed. I'm sorry 淑君。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S4dmvwJCgWI/AAAAAAAAAII/gyI3WW6PzuA/s1600-h/huggy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S4dmvwJCgWI/AAAAAAAAAII/gyI3WW6PzuA/s320/huggy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-4275364564937252191?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/4275364564937252191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/02/26-feb-what-sick-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4275364564937252191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4275364564937252191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/02/26-feb-what-sick-day.html' title='26 Feb , what a sick day =.='/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S4dmp1qC1RI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kcCvgDYTiBo/s72-c/if+u+get+wet....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-3655304996745707410</id><published>2010-01-31T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:53:22.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st Jan, it's the most boring day ever.</title><content type='html'>Morning 9am ...&lt;br /&gt;Went to a some sort of restaurant, to take my breakfast, after all the food been served there quite good, just need a bit of tomato sause, hah! Yea right, after that gone to tuition, I don't expect sunday to have a tuition or even the worst a little exam from tuition teacher, who knows when i reached there the gate was locked and it was 8.30am, maybe i'm early ? =x 9am straight, all came for tuition i guess, but there's still lack of one, lols who cares? I don't xD, by the way I can't call that exam but it's still a little pratice =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening 4.48pm ...&lt;br /&gt;It's like hell, the sun is burning hot, my little pity house doesn't apply any air-conditional, so it's HOT enough to make an egg cooked even without a shovel, hah! that wasn't funny at all. My girl shopping and I had nothing to do, wondering around when she'll reply~ This is what my life stands for =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night 9.47pm ...&lt;br /&gt;After one round dota, i just found out that even there's a hero that had skills that are orb effects, also can buy certain orb effect item for farming xD CRAP ! lols~ suddenly my girl didn't reply me for almost 2 hours already, kinda worry what could happened to her, omg maybe her parents took away her phone ? noooo ~ dun simply think, think positively, think, think, OMG OR HER PARENTS SAW THE MESSAGE THAT I SENT FOR HER? =x NOO . obviously no, she'll keep her phone well, hmmm ... my girl ~ hope you reply me as soon as possible, love ya =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S2WLAAE8R6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/w4l6qc9vF04/s1600-h/SS501_KimHyunJoong.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S2WLAAE8R6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/w4l6qc9vF04/s320/SS501_KimHyunJoong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hah! just found my future haircut after i'm fully graduated from tsun jin =D kinda shaggy &amp;gt; if i'm not wrong xD but it's kinda nice. Kim Hyun Joong . =) nice haircut, eyes and lips u got =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-3655304996745707410?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/3655304996745707410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/31st-jan-its-most-boring-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/3655304996745707410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/3655304996745707410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/31st-jan-its-most-boring-day-ever.html' title='31st Jan, it&apos;s the most boring day ever.'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/S2WLAAE8R6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/w4l6qc9vF04/s72-c/SS501_KimHyunJoong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-3122843423938063241</id><published>2010-01-24T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:29:00.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah, I felt like my life just ruined =.=</title><content type='html'>24th January 2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/2007/03/snow_waiting_john_queen_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://wvs.topleftpixel.com/photos/2007/03/snow_waiting_john_queen_01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 more years to world demolitions xD haha was joking. By the way, my life just like a corpse's life, everyday, every time, every second I don't felt like i'm in my body until now I just felt i had just got into my body =.= bad things happened day by day, and it's gonna be worst when the end came. I don't know what action I had to take now, and what shouldn't be taken. I just know when she's mad i'm totally nobody, when she's in a good mood, I'll try to make myself like a machine to control myself from crapping and make her angry again. Every time I tried, every time it failed just like my luck, when I cheer her up, it won't last long cause she really care for me, I know that when she's angry means she's still care about what I had done, but no for her anger cause I always being slapped by her, but it's okay for her to do so because i knew that she's angry with me, but what to do when she's angry and doesn't want to reply me as I'm at home and it's weekend AND I can't even met her... I can't think so much letting go of her just spoiling my future life, being with her is a happy life after all, just waiting for her reply ... keep on waiting ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-3122843423938063241?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/3122843423938063241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/wah-i-felt-like-my-life-just-ruined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/3122843423938063241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/3122843423938063241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/wah-i-felt-like-my-life-just-ruined.html' title='Wah, I felt like my life just ruined =.='/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-7201555815694209051</id><published>2010-01-17T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:51:45.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second week of sch days .</title><content type='html'>Actually life is just running stop-less according to the time, as well as it runs it follows. Every time I always miss out so much chances and chances until I found out, by that time it was too late to regret. And every time, when things almost half way done or can be said as half way to the success, it always failed as what happen to my relations =.= half way break half way break and sometimes I always blame others for not telling the truth, but is it the truth that she wants to protect me? Every time I wanted to drag her out from a bad and horrible situation, I try my best pull, pull and pull. But I just can't make it as what I want, just keep on failing others since I failed to drag her out from that situation. HeartPain, even sometimes heartbroken, I just can't save her. After what i saw on something on Facebook, i totally felt like letting her go, doesn't felt like bothering her since her parents don't like me. Fedup, maybe it's a good choice to help her, but I just felt so bear to let her go. One thing to do, Sigh. Never felt better after what I try to do, even I gave her my best words to let her believe, but the answer is just the same, No. Every time I try to solve the problem that confused my position and her, she just said no to me, that means I had no more chances right, and today I shouldn't saw what I should saw, and the last feeling tells me she won't be happy with me, Let Her Go ! That's what I feel from my feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-7201555815694209051?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/7201555815694209051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/second-week-of-sch-days_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7201555815694209051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7201555815694209051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/second-week-of-sch-days_17.html' title='Second week of sch days .'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-1860056916819235140</id><published>2010-01-17T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:43:27.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second week of sch days .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-1860056916819235140?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/1860056916819235140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/second-week-of-sch-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/1860056916819235140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/1860056916819235140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/second-week-of-sch-days.html' title='Second week of sch days .'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-4594060122484708772</id><published>2010-01-01T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:53:31.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Done, i'm pissed .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-4594060122484708772?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/4594060122484708772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/done-im-pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4594060122484708772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4594060122484708772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2010/01/done-im-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-7555194242165110489</id><published>2009-12-29T11:35:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:20:44.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>困在我心里的一些问题</title><content type='html'>我不是很明白，也是很好奇，只想让你知道，7号晚上当天，我的确有抽些时间出来陪你，你所谓的陪你是要一个人坐在角落，跟你传简讯吗？我是有陪到你传简讯，但是当时候，你还没复我的第一封简讯前，我跟另一个朋友已经在客厅跟老师聊天了，我是有一面传简讯，一面跟老师聊天，是有点分心，但是我跟得上你说传过来的简讯。当时电话真的有些没电了，我就找出我的充电器，再找到一个有插座的地方，那就是跟老师聊天的客厅，一面传，一面讲，都要到12点了，之前那班朋友的确有说过要在第一天的第一夜下去和夜茶，朋友一直叫着走，加上电话又没电了，要怎样带下去了，如果电话有电的话，我一定会带着下的，但是当时，你还记得你说我们分了吗？你不想谈恋爱了吗？你说我们当回朋友的吗？我就在想真的只是朋友，你会那么生气吗？就凭你所说过的气话，你告诉我你有男朋友了，你觉得哪个男生会因为自己的女朋友在由他们的时候，有了另一个男朋友，还放弃喝也茶，继续在酒店一个人陪一个有了别的男朋友的女朋友传简讯呢？好了，我的第一段解释到这里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;文静，我有跟你说过我喜欢你哪一点吗？ 甚至，我有跟你告白过吗？我根本没有看上其他的女生在我们的班里面，一进班，虽然我没有立刻作出追求，但是我也没有因为不敢做出追求而去找另一个女生当作暂时的利用品，当你接受时，就抛弃他们，我有这样做吗？加上，我称赞文静，我承认是我的错，加上在你面前称赞她，更加是大错特错，但是，我有说过，你不可爱吗？男人的特性是看到美女都会喜欢，但是我有说文静美吗？我说她的手指，不是样貌，就算她是美的，但是我不可能在喜欢另一个女生好吗？加上我有了你，我不会随意玩弄别人的感情的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;样衰？是有些，但是，你觉得你是在讲真心话吗？ &lt;br /&gt;淑君，从你说，我们做会朋友当时到现在，我不是很想再谈恋爱，但是，我真的想让你知道，也想让能为我说话的人知道，我，不，会，随，便，再，调，戏，别，人，的，感，情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;淑君，你还记得吗？你第一次下给我的纸条：&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我有四样东西想告诉你，&lt;br /&gt;1）是你不跟我说话先，我才不跟你说话。&lt;br /&gt;2）就算你没有出现，我也不会喜欢XX号。&lt;br /&gt;3）如果你不喜欢我，就跟我讲，不要找借口，说XX号喜欢我，要把我让给他。&lt;br /&gt;4）我是人，不是东西，不能让！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是我样衰吗？或许是，但是，这张纸条，不要跟我说你乱写的，因为你曾经告诉我，你是因为喜欢我而这么写的。&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (\_/)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; .+*+.+*+.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (\(^.^)/)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; |&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 兔兔&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; |&lt;br /&gt;(")_(")&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 兔兔，白兔会永远守护兔兔的！&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; '*+._+*'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-7555194242165110489?l=ken62.blogspot.com' 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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-7323572804720146859.post-723571943605938920</id><published>2009-12-15T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:42:40.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where memories ends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Syeao3-_OlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4oBtKQSzubw/s1600-h/16749_1223979972620_1622633797_527579_725989_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Syeao3-_OlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4oBtKQSzubw/s320/16749_1223979972620_1622633797_527579_725989_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeasOCwi_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Fhc6gP3Efa8/s1600-h/16749_1223980132624_1622633797_527582_622716_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeasOCwi_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Fhc6gP3Efa8/s320/16749_1223980132624_1622633797_527582_622716_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10th December, finally this day came, the last day of the trip but we still have activities at the morning before we take off. we gone to a temple that placed far away from our resort, teacher said that there's a drum that grows fur ? LOL its like impossible but it's true that the drum really grows fur. =x Haha this day we get a lot of picture because we're going back soon so 趁机 take a lot of photo before going back xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Syea6kN_i4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/pyxDdfrgV5g/s1600-h/16749_1224420183625_1622633797_528681_3631748_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Syea6kN_i4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/pyxDdfrgV5g/s320/16749_1224420183625_1622633797_528681_3631748_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyebXjHuIhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ag2mpbZYfXY/s1600-h/16749_1224430623886_1622633797_528719_3678478_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyebXjHuIhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ag2mpbZYfXY/s320/16749_1224430623886_1622633797_528719_3678478_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lunch .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Syecqj9fa1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/jWx5QHg0rFw/s1600-h/16749_1224430743889_1622633797_528722_5224882_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Syecqj9fa1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/jWx5QHg0rFw/s320/16749_1224430743889_1622633797_528722_5224882_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last picture before taking off T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyedmrM2YwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2H4p4vIvLRo/s1600-h/16749_1224485385255_1622633797_528890_8081066_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Syeer6KMNfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/_hS5ESBazE8/s320/16749_1224494625486_1622633797_528906_7692189_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Coffee Shop ...&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyefgEsMR7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/I2IVdErdvzk/s1600-h/16749_1224494745489_1622633797_528909_1328345_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyefgEsMR7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/I2IVdErdvzk/s320/16749_1224494745489_1622633797_528909_1328345_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And at last ... back to Ipoh and where we come ... &lt;br /&gt;Haihs ~ Sigh ~ every awesome trip ends with a wonderful ending ~ Hope next year i get another chance to go again and again .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-723571943605938920?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/723571943605938920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-memories-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/723571943605938920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/723571943605938920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-memories-ends.html' title='Where memories ends.'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Syeao3-_OlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/4oBtKQSzubw/s72-c/16749_1223979972620_1622633797_527579_725989_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-6168238713172395535</id><published>2009-12-15T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:09:23.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deepest Memory in My Mind . #4</title><content type='html'>9th December - Morning &amp;gt; Evening . &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeXNGKb_MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7VCuF6t9ba0/s1600-h/16749_1223917091048_1622633797_527242_5631554_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeXNGKb_MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7VCuF6t9ba0/s320/16749_1223917091048_1622633797_527242_5631554_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember teacher told us not to bring camera out today because we'are going to have wet activities from morning until evening. So we had jungle walking for 3 kilometers and then we reached the another side of the island, I forgot what's the name of the island haha ops =x . 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We slowly&amp;nbsp; bring that sampan for 1 hour and my team lose omg ? LOLs, I realise that the second group won't get tired even though they pretend as a human engine lols. This is totally ah ? I don't know how to describe.And after that, we have to take off all the parts again &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; it's totally exhausted by that time because I become the ORGANIC engine for 1 hour non-stop. After that we had a short break and my brothers all gone down to swimming pool I can't imagine that time I was totally lost of a lot of energy, and my body was so lazy to move even few steps it took me a lot of time. After the short break, we continue the activities that our teacher planned for us, it was a some sort of plastic tin that is custom made by those staff at the resort, and it has many holes that contains a lot of ropes that can be pull.After that my team as team A be the first group for playing that game Chang jin and Ming lin had chosen to be the leader of the game as their ability is to give commands as others can't talk. If i'm not wrong we strike all balls into the silver basket that's specially placed, within 13minutes we get all the balls into the silver basket so next group will take part as we have a short break before lunch time. Lunch, we had buffet by the seaside and those foods can say sucks and the fruits totally dirty &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; as well as the flies landed on it LOLs. After lunch, teacher gather up all of us for the next activities as it's call FlyingFox ? o-o and the blabla &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; don't know what's it called but it made a scar after I end it by a jump LOLs. We went to the muddy place where there's a lot of LALA ? lol [ in chinese ] After the most wasting of energy activity we finaly gone back to hotel for some rest, and here's what happen after being gay of used too much of energy haha ~ &amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;We didn't get so much photo for this day because teacher warn us that if we bring electronic equipments it won't be taken good care lols so maybe it will spoil after being splash by waters. ~ sigh ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-6168238713172395535?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/6168238713172395535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/deepest-memory-in-my-mind-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/6168238713172395535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/6168238713172395535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/deepest-memory-in-my-mind-4.html' title='The Deepest Memory in My Mind . #4'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeXNGKb_MI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7VCuF6t9ba0/s72-c/16749_1223917091048_1622633797_527242_5631554_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-7833849144114510088</id><published>2009-12-15T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:36:08.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deepest Memory in My Mind . #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeQPJg005I/AAAAAAAAAFc/torRmg40n7o/s1600-h/16749_1223809048347_1622633797_526850_4893591_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeQPJg005I/AAAAAAAAAFc/torRmg40n7o/s200/16749_1223809048347_1622633797_526850_4893591_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha, we had fun so much with the imba uncle and banana boat, but there's always a barely ending, so it's time for us to say byebye to imba uncle hahas, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeQa3NXpBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wtXpaXmfa48/s1600-h/16749_1223893050447_1622633797_527206_4917611_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeQa3NXpBI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wtXpaXmfa48/s320/16749_1223893050447_1622633797_527206_4917611_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and a last photo of all of us with the uncle. And I remember I did request that uncle for a goodbye hug hahas sounds like father and son duh &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-7833849144114510088?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/7833849144114510088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/deepest-memory-in-my-mind-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7833849144114510088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7833849144114510088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/deepest-memory-in-my-mind-3.html' title='The Deepest Memory in My Mind . #3'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyeQPJg005I/AAAAAAAAAFc/torRmg40n7o/s72-c/16749_1223809048347_1622633797_526850_4893591_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-1974729968183827634</id><published>2009-12-13T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:10:32.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deepest Memory in My Mind . #2</title><content type='html'>8/10 - Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyScxathcmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qnYMzJC1JXU/s1600-h/16749_1223151231902_1622633797_525411_1938466_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyScxathcmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qnYMzJC1JXU/s200/16749_1223151231902_1622633797_525411_1938466_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wheee ~ first time going out to sea by some kind of speed boat, haha the first time the uncle asked me whether that I want to try riding the boat, I was like LOL ? can I ? haha, but sadly no for my fear lols.&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce the IMBA uncle, haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySc7hq0QAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WTo0w-0JUAw/s1600-h/16749_1223163752215_1622633797_525423_390965_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySc7hq0QAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WTo0w-0JUAw/s200/16749_1223163752215_1622633797_525423_390965_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySdOoVFp0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/caqCOrkMFBg/s1600-h/16749_1223168992346_1622633797_525434_3444786_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySdOoVFp0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/caqCOrkMFBg/s200/16749_1223168992346_1622633797_525434_3444786_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ehh ? Coral ? o-o it's like a deer's horn LOLs. &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;Ew... and wth is this &amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt; I maybe forgot it's name but it's just disgusting. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySdw4eU6VI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0QBxkcxGU-Y/s1600-h/16749_1223199753115_1622633797_525547_1953956_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySdw4eU6VI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0QBxkcxGU-Y/s200/16749_1223199753115_1622633797_525547_1953956_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySfDKhwu4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/qUVmEj7IEHo/s1600-h/16749_1223216713539_1622633797_525594_6812705_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySfDKhwu4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/qUVmEj7IEHo/s320/16749_1223216713539_1622633797_525594_6812705_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wahaha, guess what's this ? MINES, haha xD actually it's called 海胆 in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, and then we had fun with snorkeling hahs, and that imba uncle showed us how does a dolphin looks like when it dance hahas so it's like that &amp;gt; o-o .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySgXobtqMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6-wKSEZa6xs/s1600-h/16749_1223633283953_1622633797_526368_3720037_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySgXobtqMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6-wKSEZa6xs/s320/16749_1223633283953_1622633797_526368_3720037_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Right, after that we gone to an island to have fun there, a person that rides the banana boat was called by the uncle so that we can have fun with it =) . By the way thanks imba uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANANA BOAT =D &amp;gt; but sadly I didn't intend to ride on it =( don't know what's wrong with me just doesn't feel like riding lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySgm2-QRGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kvHGH6SpaJc/s1600-h/16749_1223605243252_1622633797_526346_4683073_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySgm2-QRGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kvHGH6SpaJc/s320/16749_1223605243252_1622633797_526346_4683073_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha, and guess what we done on Khar Zhun LOLs , we buried him hahas ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-1974729968183827634?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/1974729968183827634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/deepest-memory-in-my-mind-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/1974729968183827634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/1974729968183827634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/deepest-memory-in-my-mind-2.html' title='The Deepest Memory in My Mind . #2'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SyScxathcmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qnYMzJC1JXU/s72-c/16749_1223151231902_1622633797_525411_1938466_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-8837511344983043538</id><published>2009-12-13T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:41:13.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deepest Memory in My Mind .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySQ3vw4a3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/VniaOZ9W94E/s1600-h/16749_1222363892219_1622633797_524344_7837628_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySQ3vw4a3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/VniaOZ9W94E/s200/16749_1222363892219_1622633797_524344_7837628_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;7/10 - Monday 7am+, that time I was so nervous about going to the trip with friends to Pulau Pangkor, the day before I can't even manage to sleep properly because it was so excited. Before the bus came to fetch us, we went to a Mamak store to have some morning tea or breakfast, haha brothers came one by one and lastly all reached by the time we expected. This was the photo of waiting for the bus that was going to fetch us, haha everyone was chatting by that time. Chat, chat, chat, since everyone never meet so long after holiday started, hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySQ9XbZhWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CRJuosNR-Fs/s1600-h/16749_1222914465983_1622633797_525080_4813668_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySQ9XbZhWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CRJuosNR-Fs/s200/16749_1222914465983_1622633797_525080_4813668_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Time heading 8.30am finally all friends reached on time and at last we starts the journey to Pulau Pangkor. Fun, Laugh, Happiness, all around the bus it's the first time I met a bus with so much happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySYrZAXlqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fPp0Ku-ZOTM/s1600-h/16749_1222914545985_1622633797_525081_7966713_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySYrZAXlqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fPp0Ku-ZOTM/s200/16749_1222914545985_1622633797_525081_7966713_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySY31voZlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/OMPMG6Gbmaw/s1600-h/16749_1222923266203_1622633797_525098_7714949_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySY31voZlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/OMPMG6Gbmaw/s200/16749_1222923266203_1622633797_525098_7714949_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The journey took almost 5 hours from K.L to Ipoh, and then we had a lunch at Ansun right ? o-o I not sure the name of the place haha well it's almost like that lols. And there's a Menara Condong in Malaysia but it's a mini one hahas xD and there's the photo we took infront of it. And the photo taken when we finished out lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySZLKdt7bI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Vl7hQqVLCtw/s1600-h/16749_1222948266828_1622633797_525148_6664956_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySZLKdt7bI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Vl7hQqVLCtw/s320/16749_1222948266828_1622633797_525148_6664956_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySZO4aFnsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UaOxnYY9zGw/s1600-h/16749_1222979387606_1622633797_525210_647443_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySZO4aFnsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UaOxnYY9zGw/s320/16749_1222979387606_1622633797_525210_647443_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On ship to Pulau Pangkor, &lt;br /&gt;Haha, but after reached the resort, Coral Bay Resort, we didn't take so much photo because we're just going for lunch by the night time, and we did ride bicycles around the house area and we also went to the seaside at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-8837511344983043538?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/8837511344983043538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/deepest-memory-in-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8837511344983043538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8837511344983043538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/deepest-memory-in-my-mind.html' title='The Deepest Memory in My Mind .'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SySQ3vw4a3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/VniaOZ9W94E/s72-c/16749_1222363892219_1622633797_524344_7837628_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-8898398211158447124</id><published>2009-12-06T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T14:09:46.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我根本无法好好的了解你。</title><content type='html'>我知道发生什么事以后，我才觉得是我自己的错，怎么回去乱乱赖别人呢？或许是我一时情绪化，你不跟我说，或许我永远都无法知道你心里想的是什么，但是只要你一坦白，我会尽量帮你分担，找个方法解决那个问题，所以我认识的你，好存在，就别逃避了好吗？淑君。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-8898398211158447124?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/8898398211158447124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8898398211158447124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8898398211158447124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='我根本无法好好的了解你。'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-7489946148655387685</id><published>2009-12-05T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T07:45:17.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 - November - Morning</title><content type='html'>Wah, I don't felt like normal life, losing a very precious thing you ever had, your heart will never stop hunting it back until it stops. Sometimes I think back that, what those show meant to show us reality human lifes, as like heroin stay together with the hero and the ulgiest character will like admire on heroin, and what does the result show us that, sometimes human don't know what they're doing exspecially when they're totally trusted in love so much and hurted so much as they trust in the end. And I did gave my words to those steads before as [ Ex Steads ] I did, I said or I promised her not to ditch her or never love her forever, but =.= I'm the one been ditched in the end, I guess I'm just like the ulgiest character who're gonna suicide now LOL was joking &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; just thinking of, Right. This is actually what I get after giving the love ONCE the promise = Been ditch cause she said she saw another more handsome than me one, and she complain I have friend that sucks, and I should die. As we take comparing before this incidents, she said she will never what me to die, if I die she'll cry for a few days or maybe weeks or maybe months, she said she'll never let me go even there's a girl came to be the third person which her job is to break our relationship, she said she'll try her best to snatch me back because she know that she OWNED my heart.Well this is a reality world guess what she said to me after the incidents it's a totally oppesite statment as she saw another handsome one. This is what in GIRLS mind [ For the inmature one ]&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-7489946148655387685?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/7489946148655387685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/5-november-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7489946148655387685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7489946148655387685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/5-november-morning.html' title='5 - November - Morning'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-4285342385087968100</id><published>2009-12-04T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:09:48.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right ! I keep back my words !</title><content type='html'>4th - December afternoon - Great ? 2 months of staying together ends so. And what did I said at the first time ? I did gave my words for you right ? And I repeat WHAT DID I SAID TO YOU ? I said you're the last GIRL I had in my teenager life, I said I'll never be the one to ditch you, I promised that I will love you forever. AND WHAT THE F U GAVE TO ME AS REWARD ? We had been through so much blockings together, and when you're busy i'm lonely and i didn't crap much or find other girls to replace your sits. AND WHAT DID I GET ? totally farkers. You said you did love me soooo much until you're kinda crazy, but what happen to you? you changed your love in one day time? OH GOSH I CAN'T BELIEVE LIARS CALLED ME LIARS WHEN THEY LIED TO ME. GET LOST AND I'LL NEVER BEG FOR REPLAY OF LOVES !.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-4285342385087968100?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/4285342385087968100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/right-i-keep-back-my-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4285342385087968100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4285342385087968100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/12/right-i-keep-back-my-words.html' title='Right ! I keep back my words !'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-7529004388196377224</id><published>2009-11-29T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:09:28.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 - November - Night .</title><content type='html'>Sigh, the holiday had just brought me to the starting of week three. Eventhough i really doesn't care about what activities i had in a day, but mostly i was sitting infront of the computer for hours until i forget to take my shower or meal time. Aw, this holiday just sucks, it's just like a home quarentine from the H1N1 few months ago. But it doesn't really matter on what i did hahs. Just ignore and get a life from keep staying infront of the computer .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-7529004388196377224?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/7529004388196377224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/29-november-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7529004388196377224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7529004388196377224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/29-november-night.html' title='29 - November - Night .'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-4302020826779071203</id><published>2009-11-26T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T19:59:30.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>全都是我的错，对不起宝贝。</title><content type='html'>我没想到一是我再说着别人做错的时候，我也其实在误会着他人的感受。我真得很蠢，根本没想到自己会说出那么卑鄙的话，其实我不是有意的淑君，我真的对不起，我答应你以后我不会再乱乱说话即使真的情绪化，我不会再伤害你，更加不想让其他人伤害到你。淑君答应我，别再乱响了好吗？=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg = = the first time i use chinese to complete my post o_o lols xie xie zhi chi ~ =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-4302020826779071203?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/4302020826779071203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4302020826779071203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4302020826779071203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='全都是我的错，对不起宝贝。'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-8138936340943810509</id><published>2009-11-26T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:08:06.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 - November - Early morning -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sw1kHpmJCOI/AAAAAAAAADs/wzv4hjov71E/s1600/DSC00471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sw1kHpmJCOI/AAAAAAAAADs/wzv4hjov71E/s320/DSC00471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, since you wanted me to knee down i'll keep on knee-ing down until the day you forgive me =) she finally replied and i'm glad to had her back but now she wanted to break up . Sook Kuan don't be like that ok ? I'm seriously hurted and you just keep on continueously hurt me ... You sure you don't love me anymore ? &lt;br /&gt;Remember this picture ? When i lost you i keep on looking at this picture wonder what's happened to you ... So let us don't think about the past anymore, I don't intend to hurt you and those are just my friends... I'm seriously Sorry . &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-8138936340943810509?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/8138936340943810509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/26-november-early-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8138936340943810509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8138936340943810509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/26-november-early-morning.html' title='26 - November - Early morning -'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sw1kHpmJCOI/AAAAAAAAADs/wzv4hjov71E/s72-c/DSC00471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-7051731321691594106</id><published>2009-11-25T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:04:08.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 - November - Night - Oh Silly Me =)</title><content type='html'>Although still waiting, but the feeling of worry had no longer stays in my heart, i don't know why and what happened to me and i'm not clear of myself. I just felt like suddenly i had become a boy who are more look to the positive statements. This was too sudden but i felt better than several days before, that time was almost half dead, i never though this will happen to me, and i just realise if i compare to last year, same thing happen to me but this time it's a different thing that what i lost. Last years as in year 2008, at the end of the year, i just knew that i failed the exam that i resit for, and i had to retain due to the failing. This year since the holiday started, eventhough i passed and suceed the goal that my dad set for me before the exam over, it was 62% for exchanging a new phone, who knows i really suceed to go trough my goal and i taken down it by 62.++%, i was so happy by that time, but when i knew the happiness won't last long, my smile just went down. Until now i'm still waiting for the reply, everyday morning the first thing after i woke is to look at the phone whether there's a new message that sent to me while i'm sleeping, unfortunately there's non, even there is, it's also from other friends who asked me to go out for some activities. Till now i'm writing and waiting, when am i going to get the reply from her, who knows ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-7051731321691594106?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/7051731321691594106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/25-november-night-oh-silly-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7051731321691594106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/7051731321691594106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/25-november-night-oh-silly-me.html' title='25 - November - Night - Oh Silly Me =)'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-2418380947195211626</id><published>2009-11-25T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:13:44.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 - November - Ahh... Still waiting ~ duh ? .</title><content type='html'>Day Blablabla, this is too sudden and i'm also not sure of myself... i mean what am i thinking, feeling. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SwygyLCXe5I/AAAAAAAAADc/We_IjEQkvJY/s1600/love_poem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SwygyLCXe5I/AAAAAAAAADc/We_IjEQkvJY/s320/love_poem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sure thing is that now i felt like waiting for a message is no longer one of a part in my holiday life now, yesterday i tried to calm down and had a consideration of her problems, and suddenly my music player just bump a song out into my ears " deng~deng~deng~deng, 这婚礼怎么那么悲伤..." my hearts was leaking blood out, my eyes just can't stop what's coming out. After the tears gone, my feeling never ever pain anymore, maybe this time isn't her who ignore me, but her parents and family wanted so, i had no idea how am i going to advice that person to give back the phone of her, I just press my head and don't want to even think about her. 淑君，如果你能看到我现在写的东西时，代表你还在乎着我。兔兔，我爱你。&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-2418380947195211626?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/2418380947195211626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/25-november-ahh-still-waiting-duh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/2418380947195211626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/2418380947195211626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/25-november-ahh-still-waiting-duh.html' title='25 - November - Ahh... Still waiting ~ duh ? .'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SwygyLCXe5I/AAAAAAAAADc/We_IjEQkvJY/s72-c/love_poem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-1815170209384386777</id><published>2009-11-24T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:56:03.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 November - Night . Still waiting -</title><content type='html'>Haihs, seriously don't know what happened to her, no reply, no accepting calls, absolutely can't even see her once. Who knows maybe her parents saw the message that i sent for her again, sigh just why those parents can't be open minded a bit. Oh come on, i'm not going to play with someone's feeling like that ok ? If i do i wun be so hurted if i lost her, but now i'm terribly hurted now. I had no idea who took the phone her from but it just don't seems like it's her who holds the phone now. All i can do is wait wait and wait, until the day she reply me sigh and wish for me. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-1815170209384386777?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/1815170209384386777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/24-november-night-still-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/1815170209384386777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/1815170209384386777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/24-november-night-still-waiting.html' title='24 November - Night . Still waiting -'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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-7323572804720146859.post-4559190511518688246</id><published>2009-11-24T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:27:35.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd week of year end holiday [ 24/12/09 ] =/</title><content type='html'>Day blablabla ~ I also don't know which day i had been trough since the holiday started -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SwuKxeqcIYI/AAAAAAAAADI/0_roPfUahN4/s1600/3852401830_f98a2b56a0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SwuKxeqcIYI/AAAAAAAAADI/0_roPfUahN4/s320/3852401830_f98a2b56a0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since the day 22-November my mood was totally down, from a happy go lucky guy turn to a emoless and harted guy. My girlfriend just ditch me at the time 3.30pm 22 November, it was evening. After that I tought she has no more credit then i ran downstairs to the 7-11 nearby and it was nearly 10pm by that time. I sent almost 200 messages from that day until now and I'm still waiting for her reply, everytime i sent her a message i just anyhow pray for replyment ASAP [ as fast as possible ], who knows ? non reply 3 days... until now i'm in a formation of fedup-ing, as what my friend said, "girl never sacrifies for boy, boy do sacrifies anything that they could to take down the girl's heart. And another one " boys always can't stay alone when they had a girlfriend but who knows girl can still happy with others. " this is what i knew after so many years of falling in love on so many different girls. I never tought of giving up her, because i think she is/was the last girl i wanted to love so hard. Just who knows what happened to her, hope she did reply me ASAP also =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-4559190511518688246?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/4559190511518688246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-week-of-year-end-holiday-241209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4559190511518688246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/4559190511518688246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-week-of-year-end-holiday-241209.html' title='2nd week of year end holiday [ 24/12/09 ] =/'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SwuKxeqcIYI/AAAAAAAAADI/0_roPfUahN4/s72-c/3852401830_f98a2b56a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-8967300080660234809</id><published>2009-10-11T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:21:25.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumi's degree graduation day .  * 10/10/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/StFN_4UilBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jGuz3Q6defA/s1600-h/Image001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/StFN_4UilBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jGuz3Q6defA/s320/Image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eww ... just finished my geografi and english exam yesterday ... gosh i didn't even memorized my geografi things, I think I didn't even look trough it =.= well but still get over it, I bet fail for my geografi LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now you guys saw this guy who's wearing darker colour shirt is my dad and beside that is me =D problely taller than him WAKAKAKA =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/StFObN-Gp8I/AAAAAAAAADA/YnwNhj7HDFo/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/StFObN-Gp8I/AAAAAAAAADA/YnwNhj7HDFo/s320/DSC00443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry for the blurr image cause my phone's camera not so good but at least i got the picture of it =D I heard that the graduation set of shirt worth 280$ per renting if not the special graduation =.= I needa save my pocket money for whole month without spending even 1 cents only can make it to rent a set of shirt =.= . Gosh . =D By the way the food that the hotel prepared not bad huh =D atleast i sapu half of the cakes that my sister help me to take xD . haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-8967300080660234809?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/8967300080660234809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/10/mumis-degree-graduation-day-101009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8967300080660234809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8967300080660234809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/10/mumis-degree-graduation-day-101009.html' title='Mumi&apos;s degree graduation day .  * 10/10/09'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/StFN_4UilBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jGuz3Q6defA/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-307138117038467805</id><published>2009-09-22T08:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:37:38.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya's Holiday =/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SrgZfzSeQEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WyWn5WMwJec/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SrgZfzSeQEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WyWn5WMwJec/s320/DSC00377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;19/9/09 &lt;br /&gt;Aiya my school principal give us only 2 days of Hari Raya holiday and this make no sense la bro =.= but still happy as usual because my cousin from Penang came to visit me by the holiday =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys... it's the first day oh holiday we rush to Puchong IOI for dinner, while on the road it suddenly rains and causes traffic jams. Oh my gosh it took my butt extra 20 minutes to sit on that car like a puppet, I almost can't walk after standing out from the car. You guys know what, a truck just only a truck causes the traffic jams along the way to Puchong IOI, " this really make no sense =.=".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the worst, it's the KFC in IOI Mall flooded man... we try to come back later but it was still flooded... by HUMANS ! walao eh =.= tought I can sit down nicely and have a drumstick and wedges... who knows situation be like this. So we went to Kuchai Lama's KFC after that for a place where we can sit down and nicely finish up our CHICKENs =D . Neh Neh &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; two unlovely couple feeding each other LOL, by the way it's my mum and dad xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Srga-WsNI1I/AAAAAAAAACE/a4ZSBLs3BxU/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Srga-WsNI1I/AAAAAAAAACE/a4ZSBLs3BxU/s320/DSC00379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 2, 20/9/09&lt;br /&gt;It's the second day obviously, we have our dinner before going to Belakong Jaya Jusco. What's was the name again? SK food court is it ? =.= Nah heck care I don't remember then " SUA " lo ~ By the way this is the photo when we take before dinner arrives =D this is my lovely Penang grandma =D SO cute right ?&amp;nbsp; haha =D &lt;span id="goog_1253578965968"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1253578965969"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SrgcXI6hY5I/AAAAAAAAACU/6xMvhz-dElY/s1600-h/DSC00366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SrgcXI6hY5I/AAAAAAAAACU/6xMvhz-dElY/s320/DSC00366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good ! first picture make my face came out. Totally worst mood by that time because my * censored * ignore me haha ! Nothing much. From the right it's obviously ME =D, as for the middle one is my second cousin, and for the last one it's my elder cousin who work in K.L now =D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw... two days of fun end so soon. Aiks .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-307138117038467805?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/307138117038467805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/09/19909-aiya-my-school-principal-give-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/307138117038467805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/307138117038467805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/09/19909-aiya-my-school-principal-give-us.html' title='Hari Raya&apos;s Holiday =/'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/SrgZfzSeQEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WyWn5WMwJec/s72-c/DSC00377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-8512118656670304432</id><published>2009-09-01T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:37:12.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuuuuuu T.T 1/9/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0iadvCWpI/AAAAAAAAABs/-lNPpLOTNKE/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0iadvCWpI/AAAAAAAAABs/-lNPpLOTNKE/s320/DSC00347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whyyy T.T so fast finish ~ haih ... sigh again again and again . Actually there're many parts very exciting, funny or surprising like ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahah ! the result from visitors for the food competition between Yun Yan Ting and Song Ben . xD * by the way just 0.2 points different =.= *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0i0NzKMjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hYW3dUewqYo/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0i0NzKMjI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hYW3dUewqYo/s320/DSC00349.JPG" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes Sung Chan tricky sneak to find out the secrets of another kinda of food they found while stop by the road for lunch.&amp;nbsp; --&amp;gt; funny but pointless =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya but at last the ending is like * ..... * LOL jumped up and catch the bottle ? wth =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Hopefully Hopefully I can get &amp;lt;&lt;gourmet&gt;&amp;gt; Dvd from shops =3 tata to Gourmet ~ T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/gourmet&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-8512118656670304432?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/8512118656670304432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/09/nuuuuuu-tt-1909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8512118656670304432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/8512118656670304432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/09/nuuuuuu-tt-1909.html' title='Nuuuuuu T.T 1/9/09'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0iadvCWpI/AAAAAAAAABs/-lNPpLOTNKE/s72-c/DSC00347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-1363363680060551658</id><published>2009-09-01T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:39:49.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouh Mai Gouwsh ! 31/8/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0G_i80kNI/AAAAAAAAABU/L7rbP6hGNzA/s1600-h/075f4b34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0G_i80kNI/AAAAAAAAABU/L7rbP6hGNzA/s320/075f4b34.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe it's merdeka ... but Gourmet heading second last episode T.T Nuuuuu ~ So bear about this drama cause I didn't watch the first episode for the first time and now starting to feel a bit regretful =/ Haih~ however shows still running ~ today is the last day showing Gourmet ... Don't know when can I watch another drama starr at Kim Rae Won and Nam Sang Mi again ... UNFORGETABLE T.T .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0HGNIr2wI/AAAAAAAAABc/f6hSnUXwKic/s1600-h/gourmetep5pre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0HGNIr2wI/AAAAAAAAABc/f6hSnUXwKic/s320/gourmetep5pre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0HMSvFcLI/AAAAAAAAABk/Cn1Gwt-M9tA/s1600-h/kim_rae-won.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0HMSvFcLI/AAAAAAAAABk/Cn1Gwt-M9tA/s320/kim_rae-won.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Haha... the picture of Sang Mi as Jin Soo in Gourmet so cute ~ xD and for the bottom one . OhMyGosh rate him ! 1-10 ~ 10 from me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0HMSvFcLI/AAAAAAAAABk/Cn1Gwt-M9tA/s1600-h/kim_rae-won.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323572804720146859-1363363680060551658?l=ken62.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/feeds/1363363680060551658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/09/ouh-mai-gouwsh-31809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/1363363680060551658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323572804720146859/posts/default/1363363680060551658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ken62.blogspot.com/2009/09/ouh-mai-gouwsh-31809.html' title='Ouh Mai Gouwsh ! 31/8/09'/><author><name>к з и ™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07295647926324249202</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sp0G_i80kNI/AAAAAAAAABU/L7rbP6hGNzA/s72-c/075f4b34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323572804720146859.post-2683752395598658650</id><published>2009-08-30T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:03:56.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Omg ! &gt; Gourmet ! Last three episode T.T &lt; 28/8/09 -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sppk3ZBqQUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GZdt1uh0v10/s1600-h/Gourmet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxrDTsCpp7g/Sppk3ZBqQUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GZdt1uh0v10/s320/Gourmet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Omg! Omg! Gourmet left few episode ~ aiks ! &lt;br /&gt;Cham Cham lei .. then my daily schedule pop up extra time already .. ~ haiz .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually I watch this drama's motif is just aiming for the part that Nam Sang Mi acts. Cute, Lovely, Adorable ! LOL ! But the part they have the competition between cooking dishes. Foods fight ! 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