<?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-8082261</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:14:32.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8082261.post-109894836229015248</id><published>2004-09-07T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T00:26:02.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lavander</title><content type='html'>           The lavander story is quite nice. No wonder she like it so much.  The flower code for lavander is waiting for love. So nice. Maybe one day i will also be like the story finally met the one which i have been waiting for. There are other quotes that are just as touching. Like breath in deeply and you will be able see miracle on life.&lt;br /&gt;            Watch the show until halfway Khoo ask me out for a drink. Ok loh. i very on one. He is fine afterall. So i don't need to worry about him. Got a job and happily working. So there goes all the other worries that he previously had.&lt;br /&gt;             After  the chit chat i went to SAFRA to swim again. This time got 40 laps. Remember breathe in deeply, and you will see the miracle in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109894836229015248?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109894836229015248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109894836229015248' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109894836229015248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109894836229015248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/09/lavander.html' title='lavander'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8082261.post-109894728073071507</id><published>2004-09-06T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T00:08:00.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enough is enough</title><content type='html'>              That week of non-exercising is enough. I must get back to my exercise reigme. It is time to start. I had a dream. The dream is to achieve my ideal weight. And dream without plan and action only remains as a dream. So i must make it become an empty dream. Action. Jia You. Went to SAFRA have a swim. 15 laps. Better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;                And i start to watch the lavander story. Story plot is ok. Not like the 5566 idol. Total crap...... The female lead actor isn't very beautiful. But i like her smile. Innocent and gentle. Remind me of someone that i knpw. I think the supporting actor is prettier than the main. But never mind. It is still enjoyable to look at the lead female actor. Especially when she smile or make funny faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109894728073071507?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109894728073071507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109894728073071507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109894728073071507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109894728073071507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/09/enough-is-enough.html' title='enough is enough'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109886018499993777</id><published>2004-09-05T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T23:56:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big dAY</title><content type='html'>               Yes... Finally i got the first ray of this day. That i had my first cry. That i was born. I think sunset is the best and most meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;               Sunrise is the most gentle and alluring. It is where the sun is rising, yet gentle to the eyes. It is rising and represent hope. Hope for the rest of the day and for the future.&lt;br /&gt;                Sun in the noon is the most powerful and represent man at it's peak. As i am thinking, it is the most irrating as the glare of it hurt our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;                Sunset is the most gentle of all. Most beautiful of all.  However, there is a some sense of imperfection. No doubt it is the most beautiful and lovely. But it is so near to the end of the day when the sun is going to disappear. As if like some sense of regret. But this is the most beautiful part. It makes people want to cherish them. If the thing is not fragile, why people want to cherish them.&lt;br /&gt;                 Beautiful day.... If only everyday is also like that. In the evening, went to PS. Weilun ask me out. play some games and eat the japanese reataurant that yao zhi recomended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109886018499993777?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109886018499993777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109886018499993777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109886018499993777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109886018499993777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/09/big-day.html' title='Big dAY'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109885762954440106</id><published>2004-09-04T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T23:13:49.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve of big day</title><content type='html'>             Went to ktv again. This time to celebrate with my friends. Ended up only few of us singing. Ti ko seldom got involve. Cause trouble though. Go and play some stupid stupid MTV like what the last hero from SBC. OMG...... Funny though lah... how they protray fighting screen, lah... Those are the days how they make a big hit...&lt;br /&gt;              Then we went to Da Pai Dang to eat again. Seriously speaking, the food not very nice as its repuatation. And it is quite expensive too. After the food, i went to East coast for sun rise again.  This is a tradition of mine. I want to watch the first ray and last ray of light on my day. And like last year, i am alone. Down here, it gives me a serenity feeling. Tide rise and go as if it is protraying the life there is up and down.&lt;br /&gt;                 I like this place. This is the place where i clear my mind when i am upset or confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109885762954440106?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109885762954440106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109885762954440106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109885762954440106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109885762954440106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/09/eve-of-big-day.html' title='Eve of big day'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109470583329540753</id><published>2004-09-03T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T22:54:38.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>merry week</title><content type='html'>          KTV again. Yes, it is KTV again.  This time is for my birthday celebration. Got my jc classmate together. Haiz... Last minute Jianing got something on not coming. In the end only left with Regina, Meiting, Weilun, Wesley, Johnathon and me.&lt;br /&gt;           So happily we went in for KTV. Damn.. they brought in a cake with them. I think that spells for diaster. Meiting join us halfway for KTV while William arrived just in time for the last song.&lt;br /&gt;            Just as i thought everything is running ok, Meiting got butterfingers and drop her cake on herself. Then she threw the cake on me. Luckily i manage to dodge most of the 'flying cake' attack. But still got some landed on me. Luckily i didn't retaliate. If not, it is going to be a total war. All of us will be going out with cake on us. But that never happen.&lt;br /&gt;             Then we went to Da Pai Dang to eat. The food isn't as impressive as its reputation though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109470583329540753?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109470583329540753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109470583329540753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109470583329540753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109470583329540753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/09/merry-week.html' title='merry week'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109470557819808919</id><published>2004-09-02T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T21:52:58.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>practice</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow is KTV again. Must practice first before i go again. Learn some new songs. Got more songs to sing what. Went PS to play the KOV game again. Again die until i  xian already. I think i old already. Can't even play around with the small soldiers. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;And  our gathering is tomorrow. Weilun didn't contact Wesley. Dunno what he is up to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109470557819808919?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109470557819808919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109470557819808919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109470557819808919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109470557819808919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/09/practice.html' title='practice'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109404661380027793</id><published>2004-09-01T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T21:36:31.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simple day</title><content type='html'>(Yawn..) So sleepy. Get up early to go for Physiotherapy. And not to forget today have to collect stamp from Suntec. (those that i have made early on..) When i reach Suntec, only to find out that i forget to bring my receipt. No choice but to use my skill on the Aunty... Finally managed to got back the stamps. I treat them coffee too. So ok lah hor.&lt;br /&gt;Originally want to practice for the KTV session that will be going on friday and sataurday. But find i can't make it in time for the package. So forget it loh... Saw the Thai Express still quite appealing. Went in to try. Not value for money. Next time i won't go in. Then, i got an activation from Zhen tai to go Patrick hse for dinner at six.&lt;br /&gt;Since it is not tactical to buy the bears( i wanted to collect them) and go to Pat's house, i went to play games instead. Damn, my Zhuge liang can't make it. Die until i angry don't play already. Then went to Pat's house. I was late. But Rebacca was later than me. So it is fine ha.&lt;br /&gt;Then, stay at Pat's house watch TV. Dunno what, the Zhentai try to assasinate me. But too stupid already. I fake him and went upstair and ambush instead. He dumb dumb look left, look right. Dunno why and i threw the cushion from on top. Ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109404661380027793?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109404661380027793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109404661380027793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109404661380027793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109404661380027793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/09/simple-day.html' title='simple day'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109394868568332817</id><published>2004-08-31T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T07:18:32.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet memories</title><content type='html'>Went back to Srjc today to visit some of our teachers. But surprising, Regina wasn't late today. And both Weilun and i arrived. In the end she thought we gang up one.&lt;br /&gt;First, we met Mdm Fong in the canteen. Well, in the end she only remember my name. Forget about Weilun they all already. ( i am the class icon you see :p) Regina make a funny comment that to Mdm Fong, They are student A and Student B. While i am still kwan hua( Teacher can't remember them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met Mr Chua. Same old things came back again. And we are once again reminded of his slamming the table and walk off the room during our first lesson. And not forget to mention is Weilun &amp;  Sharon's performance at  LT 5. (For those in SR, Weilun came out in full black and that laughter. HAHAHA...I am Disunity.. ) That scene still remain in my mind. Then Mr Chua again got reminded that he is old again. Started out teaching our class at twenty seven. And now he is in his thirties...  Old already. Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question came out again when he is going to get married. Well he say he is still going on hot date and have no intention to get married so soon. But he would like to invite us if he happen to get married ( hope not so soon as in we get the invitation tomorrow :p) He also urged us not to get married so early. If we do, please invite him. He will give us a big hong bao (ha). But i still think that zhang 2 you 4 you 2 xu 4 ( There is an order in accordance to age.) Therefore, he will get married first then we else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we met Mdm Tan. Talk about the changes in school loh.. It was then that we realised that Weilun had lost a great partt of the memory about the school. Regina suggest that we bring Weilun around for an hour tour around SRJC. (ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat down at the school canteen to remincise about our school old days. Our class used to be on the highest floor. Very windy, nice scenery and relatively no government. At one time, we even went out of the window to take our food and enjoy the scenery. Zhai right? Our class used to take away food from the canteen and go back to our form class to eat( we hate to squeeze in the canteen. It's too small) Then, our books will put at the back of the cupboard. In there togehter is my Nokia HP charger(For those who need it.) Then we connect our disc man MD to the projecter and we got music. For those who can imagine, this is really no govt already loh. We are havoc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the subject went on to the untold funny bloopers of Weilun. Things that happen on him and me that few people know.&lt;br /&gt;1)     There was once during PE lesson that i got quite bored. So i was practising the Tai 4 Ji 2 Quan 2 ( which i saw over the movie) on Weilun.( Of course i didn't hit him lah). I dunno why he suddenly suddenly lean forward and ask what am i doing( If someone is swinging his fist in front of  you, under normal situation, you will not lean forward right?) And ask what am i doing. Due to this sudden movement, (and my Tai 4 Ji 2 Quan 2 still not yet reach perfect stage can't retract my fist), He got a uppercut before he can finish his words........ Poor him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)     Another time, also during PE ( dunno why always during PE), we are playing basketball. Then weilun accused me of charging,( a foul in basketball) So i told him to stand there and i demonstrate to him what is charging. ( To me, if you want to demonstrate what is charging, must use Full force, if not at least 90% ) but to Weilun prehaps he thought it was only a demostration and i will control mt strength. He didn't prepare for my impact. Then i bang into him in full force( come on, i used to practice this on lamp post. If we knock until the lampost shake, then the coach will say good). The next thing he know is the impact brought him all the way out of the basketball court and to the grass patch before he came into a halt... Erm.. what can i say. i Jing 4 li 4 already to carry out a good demonstration... (Covering mouth and laugh***) Hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a good laugh about our *history* Regina was laughing so much she ask me why i didn't tell her this jokes to entertain her before... Well, untold jokes what...We later join Regina and Shiyi for a Soeul garden Lunch( we play role of light bulb) No lah. Actually it also has been a long time we saw Shiyi already. 3 years... Time just pass very soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109394868568332817?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109394868568332817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109394868568332817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109394868568332817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109394868568332817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/08/sweet-memories.html' title='sweet memories'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109394771569873527</id><published>2004-08-30T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T07:19:59.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>world stamp championship</title><content type='html'>Well, nothing to do actually. Went to the stamp exibit in Suntec. Got lots of stamp around and you will be amazed about the stamp culture. But i not very into stamp. So, i just went to broswe around them. The attracting part is the create your own stamp and post card type. Created quite a few for rememberance sake.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my friends come down and we went to havea dinner together. They went to have a majong session. I had to leave as i don't play and i have to wake up early tomorrow. (Go back to JC to visit teacher, teachers' day celeberation you see.)&lt;br /&gt;Went home really tired. But i still managed to tidy up my belongings. I kept all my things in a storage box.( Just to prevent anyone to toss them around again) Lock up all my cherished memories in another box. Finally, i managed to finish at two a.m. Better sleep early. Going to wake up early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109394771569873527?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109394771569873527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109394771569873527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109394771569873527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109394771569873527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/08/world-stamp-championship.html' title='world stamp championship'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109379609868486524</id><published>2004-08-29T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T09:17:47.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy week</title><content type='html'>Dunno why. It seems that i very busy this week. Going for a movie with weilun they all today.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. Expected. Weilun late as usual. I am already at Plaza Singupura early in the afternoon to play arcade and wait for him in the same time.&lt;br /&gt;We saw the movie Bourne Supremancy. Basically, i think the show is nice. The irrating part is the director like to use a lot of sharp movement of the camera to indicate fast pace movement. I think i simply got motion sickness down there. Especially at the chasing part. Damn, i simply didn't look at the screen. Will get dizzy after that.&lt;br /&gt;The sentence i like much is the ending when Bourne apologise to the victim's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;"When we lost our love ones suddenly, we want to find out the truth"&lt;br /&gt;"But, when we find out the truth, it is going to hurt"&lt;br /&gt;This two sentence is the perfect irony of our life. Everytime we demand to know the truth. But many a times, truth is ugly. So why shall we dwell in so much time in finding out something which we may not be able to accept? Sometimes, it is just easier to lead a life simplier..&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109379609868486524?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109379609868486524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109379609868486524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109379609868486524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109379609868486524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/08/busy-week.html' title='Busy week'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109379535068846055</id><published>2004-08-28T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T09:02:49.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KTV again</title><content type='html'>Regina's B.dae. KTv again.&lt;br /&gt;And our dear classmate is late as usual. Haiz... :p . When i call her, she is still sleeping.... So we all get to party world for a head start. When she arrived, we had a birthday song delegated to her.&lt;br /&gt;Then comes to the prize presentation. So got out all our present.Mine one is a mango voucher, Just a perfect gift for her. This present is about one year late. I promised her to give her one on her B.dae. K, still able to make it on her most important b.dae. Enjoyable occasion. Many pictures taken. We are quite high.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to the Orchard Da Pai Dang( new food attraction) to try out their food there. My fried carrot cake is ok only. I prefer it to be crispy then soggy. The chicken wing not as impressive also. Maybe should try out more stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;Went to play arcade at Plaza Singapura. Met my camp mate down there, And i am on MC...&lt;br /&gt;Never mind lah. Who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109379535068846055?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109379535068846055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109379535068846055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109379535068846055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109379535068846055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/08/ktv-again.html' title='KTV again'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109360703847992345</id><published>2004-08-27T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T04:43:58.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday.. All my trouble seem so far away</title><content type='html'>Went to KTV with my JC classmate. Namely, Regina,Weilun,Yaozhi &amp; last but not least a person that has taught me an important lesson in life Wesley. The atmostsphere change when he arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i had no great feud against him.  I would say quite grateful to him as he taught how ugly the world can be. Open my eyes and i have grew stronger now than b4. All thanks to him. But when we met, there is still some ... some feelings that i can't describe. Maybe my heart is not as broad as my thought. Maybe i am not as Da Fang as to forgive him.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless,  i still stick to my  mirror philosphy. PP do what to me and i will return back.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't talk much during the KTV session. But nevertheless all of us enjoyed ourself during the session as we crack along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Typical example of a joke: Weilun and Regina is going to sing a duet song. I took the mike from Regina and start to sing. All the while Weilun never realised until the chorous part..... He realised something wrong and turn over. Slowly as like fearing to see somethimg..  and saw me with the mike.. haha :p After that Weilun will turn over his head now and then during duet to make sure that it is still a girl.&lt;br /&gt;But i must say in every duet that we chose, all end up in a failure, Weilun will mostly sing both the male and female part as regina will be laughing all the way through( we makeher laugh you see.) In the end Yaozhi suggest Weilun not to turn off the analog as he will be singing along in a duet if he turn off. ha&lt;br /&gt;Another one: Regina needs absolute quietness to finish a song. So we used to do all those funny things to make her laugh and unable to finish the song. So, what Weilun want to ask why Yaozhi Didn't sing. So he hand signal to Yaozhi. Like holding a mike in the hand and move towards the mouth.(repeat the action 3 times) Yaozhi and i burst out laughing. That's a hand signal for Suck c***. As expected, Regina didn't get to finish that song as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109360703847992345?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109360703847992345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109360703847992345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109360703847992345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109360703847992345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/08/yesterday-all-my-trouble-seem-so-far.html' title='yesterday.. All my trouble seem so far away'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109350085898514807</id><published>2004-08-27T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T23:14:18.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is under control :) ha</title><content type='html'>Ok. Everything is under control except for spoilers here and there. I actually bring my father to my camp to try to speak for me. But that idiot guard Ic refuse to let my father into the camp. Nv mind. i see the camp Doctor myself loh.&lt;br /&gt;The camp Doctor also never say anything much. Didn't say want to cut my MC. I presumed i am safe then. Today went to Tan tock Seng hosiptal to get my second date for operation. (If not, i will go back to camp again, No way...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creative and i will be able to find means to get what i want. That is what i believe, and i have done it.  Just like what i tell my friends. Doing the correct thing @ the correct time will save you from a lot of suffering. My "great escape " is an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109350085898514807?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109350085898514807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109350085898514807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109350085898514807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109350085898514807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/08/everything-is-under-control-ha.html' title='Everything is under control :) ha'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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-8082261.post-109349849230721619</id><published>2004-08-26T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T22:34:52.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble...............</title><content type='html'>First day that i join. Seems like a great place.&lt;br /&gt;y?&lt;br /&gt;I can't exactly tell my parents what is bothering me. Coz they got proven record of turning things into something really different. So i think here is the best place for me to vommit out my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Got quite stress up for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Few matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is about future. After i went to Weilun chalet, got home very stress... ( should not have gone in the first place :p )&lt;br /&gt; On seeing how my classmate have their direction in life and independent while i am still clueless what i want to do in life got so stress up, really feel bad about this.&lt;br /&gt;And somethings plans  just don't fall in place. 2nd matter is my MC plan. In short, i am trying to run away from NS. So i got this great plan of going for operation for both my shoulders and MC for 6 mths until i ORD from NS,&lt;br /&gt;Got hicups here and there in the first part. But i managed to solve them.&lt;br /&gt;Now got a problem. My camp Doctor want to reduce my MC. Darn... This will spoil my "great escape" plan. I have got plans to counter him, but dunno whether it works not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8082261-109349849230721619?l=kkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/feeds/109349849230721619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8082261&amp;postID=109349849230721619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109349849230721619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8082261/posts/default/109349849230721619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkh.blogspot.com/2004/08/trouble.html' title='Trouble...............'/><author><name>kkh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09455437552812929369</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>
