<?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-5241684350151393126</id><updated>2012-01-31T20:37:47.964-08:00</updated><category term='friends photos'/><category term='dogs pic'/><category term='photos'/><category term='family photos'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>the broody me</title><subtitle type='html'>im a part time day dreamer, whose mood sways all the time... am currently into music =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-6677583325477684980</id><published>2012-01-07T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:26:10.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream</title><content type='html'>When a person dreams too much, he tends to believe in the the things that is not real, fantasizing the impossible, soon become mad ! But I was wondering, no matter how hard it is for us to accomplish something, say a mission, aren't we suppose to keep believing and keep having faith until we really fail ? But if we know its a mission impossible then why wanna put so much effort on it ? But if we don have faith in ouself then how do we know its impossible to be accomplished? Dream big risking our self to bigger disappointment but if we don't dream big then we'll never be successfull. question mark with 5 stars spinning !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6677583325477684980?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6677583325477684980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6677583325477684980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6677583325477684980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6677583325477684980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2012/01/dream.html' title='dream'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-7487314494753686024</id><published>2012-01-03T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:20:29.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>I'm not suppose to blog right now because i have final exam, and I'm suppose to study for final, and yet i haven't been study, not a single bit ! instead of not doing anything productive, here i am, writing something, also not productive, but it some how fills my life a bit. here it goes, the year 2011 brings a lot of memories, the good and the bad ones. while some people choose to forget the bad memories, i think it is important for us to remember, because those bad memories remind us of the bad experience that we have been through, and these bad experience thought us to be a better person. like the saying goes, experience is the best teacher and we learn from mistakes , i think I've really learned alot through the year. new year , new resolution - i wanna be happy .&lt;strike&gt; but how ?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-7487314494753686024?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/7487314494753686024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=7487314494753686024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7487314494753686024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7487314494753686024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-846549693475418976</id><published>2012-01-01T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T04:02:36.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seeking happiness</title><content type='html'>letting go is something that is easy to say but difficult to put into action. before we learn how to let go, it is necessary to learn about impermanence. knowing that nothing last long, then we will be able to let things down easily and move on with life. learning how to let go is crucial, because only if you let go, you will be more happy with life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-846549693475418976?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/846549693475418976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=846549693475418976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/846549693475418976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/846549693475418976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2012/01/seeking-happiness.html' title='seeking happiness'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-4793319034607228317</id><published>2011-12-15T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:38:54.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today im happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;two things i wanna share today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a test today at 10pm. wth. before the test starts of cause we have to wait outside the hall, when its time to go inside the hall, omg. i see people acting uncivilized, yelling, running, throwing pencil case and bottles on the seats or table ( just to book a place for their friend), in chinese "pattern liao liao", all show true colours, attitudes that they probably never reveal before! gosh, that was an awkward moment. to see how people behave, just to CHEAT during test. although i cheated too, i dont act like them . HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;im happy today, because i learned something. i've learned how to draw the line clearer so that i won't cross the border, i've learned how to perceive things in different points of views,so that i cam be more rational, i've learned how to deal with negative emotions, so that i can be more happy. i've also learned that, the only way to get rid of your "emo-ness" , is to talk to someone, doesn't have to be on that particular subject, but of cause its better if u talk about ur problem to someone u trusted. thx for enlightening me, XXX =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-4793319034607228317?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/4793319034607228317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=4793319034607228317' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4793319034607228317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4793319034607228317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/12/today-im-happy.html' title='today im happy'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-4225795805263196520</id><published>2011-12-13T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T20:39:57.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>i had a weird dream last night, about how my privacy got exposed and how people react after that. omg it was as though its in real life. anyway, i have a habit of writing my personal feelings and save it to draft instead of publish it out for everyone to read. cuz its like my very personal stuff. and i dreamt that someone unlock my password and read all my stuff. it made me broke out in sweat when i woke up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-4225795805263196520?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/4225795805263196520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=4225795805263196520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4225795805263196520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4225795805263196520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/12/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-5576760678314983346</id><published>2011-12-05T20:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:31:47.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something i learn</title><content type='html'>i don't know whether is it right or not to say its human nature. people &lt;strike style="color: red;"&gt;do backstabbing&lt;/strike&gt; "TALK ALOT" to prove them self better. LOL =) i think, its better&amp;nbsp; not to do so because we wouldn't know how much effort a person has put in to finish their task. maybe the slacking attitude is just a disguise of not showing how much problems and stress that person is facing. i always believe that, with different people, we have different social skills that is why, to judge a person by its cover, especially the first time you see them is going to be very unfair. i've heard people saying, "i can tell a person's personality in the first 7 minutes i communicate with him/her" . well, i dont wanna say its bull shit, but it might not be accurate though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different people indulge in different hobbies, just because you dont like it, u shouldn't condemn by saying its wasting too much of money, just because people stay in big mansion, you shouldn't say they make dirty money, just because someone slack too much in front of you, that also doesn't mean he's irresponsible, just because someone doesn't do things like how you expected, it doesn't mean he's not doing the right thing, just because skipping class to everyone is wrong, that doesn't mean not going to class is equivalent to doing something unproductive you know what, my sister skip class and still got straight A's. &lt;strike&gt;so shut up&lt;/strike&gt; =) if you are about to make a statement, think twice, whether is it justify.? if yes, by what? evidence of just a plain opinion of yours? if it is just an opinion without solid proof, is it necessary to voice it out ? so if you notice, all issues come to the same conclusion, dont look down on people, think rationally and speak wisely before any judgment is made, don't be presumptuous. WHY? because you and the others will just drift apart you wouldn't know how serious it is.. &lt;strike&gt;by the time you realise, its going to be too late. =)&lt;/strike&gt; well you can still make a change =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-5576760678314983346?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/5576760678314983346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=5576760678314983346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/5576760678314983346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/5576760678314983346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-i-learn.html' title='something i learn'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-2815379059767514251</id><published>2011-11-28T08:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:35:12.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the power of words</title><content type='html'>i always think that words are very powerful, one word can change a person's thought, affect a person's decision, earn you extra credit, and if you are debating of cause u stand higher chances to win. well, it can also cause conflict. that's why they always say good boss should have good communication skills, and good communication skills comes from good choice of words. that's why i think we should be sensitive with words. especially how we use them. have you ever experience situation where negative emotions boil over, and people start arguing. it is when they start arguing, all kinds of "bombastic" language comes out. and it hurts the other person not just at that moment. but its gonna be permanent. think about it, every time u fight, every time u say something not rational, you create an impact you probably wouldn't know how bad it is. well, u can say sorry. but every time u say sorry u cannot ignore the fact that scars are left behind and its gonna stay there forever. its gonna be awkward no matter how. oh ya, not to forget sometimes word can cause&amp;nbsp; good friend to suddenly be distance apart. =) so if you dont wanna spoil someone's friendship or hurt a person's heart, then think twice before you talk, or use appropriate word when u wanna talk. just a thought not a provocation=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2815379059767514251?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2815379059767514251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2815379059767514251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2815379059767514251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2815379059767514251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/11/power-of-words.html' title='the power of 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title='random'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/-W6uzd_IdpR4/TrUF-59qRNI/AAAAAAAAAWg/B0An1AMmdSk/s72-c/ken1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-7372226444077707021</id><published>2011-10-24T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T06:13:26.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>"friend comes and goes"- crossed my mind. how do we get prepared&amp;nbsp;for such situation when a good friend leaves us ? i've seen some good friends become stranger, because they no longer share problems, no common topic,&amp;nbsp;no common interest, living in a different lifestyle, etc. it could cause emotional distress to some people especially when they use to be super good friend once. anyway, the earlier u think about this matter, the earlier u're ready for it,&amp;nbsp;so it wont be hurt if a good friend is no longer a good friend. just a thought =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-7372226444077707021?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/7372226444077707021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=7372226444077707021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7372226444077707021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7372226444077707021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/10/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-3569080280854235248</id><published>2011-10-13T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T06:16:21.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;every patience has a limit, but there is no clear cut on where the limit is so people tend to go overboard. im sure this problem&amp;nbsp;occur when living together with a group of friends that basically do everything together. Doing everything together is&amp;nbsp;a big problem, you might not notice now, but after some time,&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;will some how feel it. anyway,&amp;nbsp;being housemate, coursemate, and group mate altogether, its normal to have conflicts, but when all these conflicts accumulates, it&amp;nbsp;will result in people losing&amp;nbsp;respect for each other. i think no matter how bad situation can be, we must leave some respect for each other, but the problem is some people dont even know they've&amp;nbsp;gone overboard. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the second problem is when people starts to act like they are "best-friend-forever", by teasing so hardly on that person its already a personal attack rather than a joke, and that is when they already cross the border without realising it. i've seen this many times but still prefer to keep quiet to avoid unnecessary issues, like how it is quoted ignorance is bliss. joke can be in the form of teasing, but when too much of teasing it becomes personal attack and that is very bad. maybe ive been doing it all the time, i dont know, but&amp;nbsp;i need to feel remorse for what i've done though! but at least, there hasnt really been an issue for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Types of friends:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;friend who&amp;nbsp;shares all the secrets with you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend with benefit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who only treats u as friends when they need to&amp;nbsp;USE you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who only treats u as housemate,&amp;nbsp;no more than that&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend&amp;nbsp;who is always there for u when u need to talk to some one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who&amp;nbsp;knows every single bit of dirt in you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;good&amp;nbsp; with you&amp;nbsp;but dont fully understand you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who&amp;nbsp;is good with u because they think u are rich and smart and handsome or pretty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who treats u as friend because they wanna get rid of their boredom, if their friends are available, they will totally ignore you ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who&amp;nbsp;only&amp;nbsp;look for&amp;nbsp;u when they got problem unsolved, when they dont have problem, they dont even feel ur existence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;a pure materialistic person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who smiles infront of u and give u a hard backstab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;friend who is just a temporary friend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;i wonder what kinda friends i am to my friends.... brooding=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-3569080280854235248?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/3569080280854235248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>the movie scandal</title><content type='html'>i don't wanna mention&amp;nbsp;cause you probably know what movie is famous in malaysia now. apparently the movie caused an uproar, not everyone is happy with it, but i reckon they probably felt they were being talked about.&amp;nbsp;from what i understand, the movie is&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;trying to tell&amp;nbsp;the truth and what's happening in our country. some&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;people try so hard to find flaws so that they can protest against that movie, but they didn't realise that the&amp;nbsp;movie actually did promote our country's&amp;nbsp;unity despite having different races living in one roof, different religion, culture and tradition.&amp;nbsp;one good example is how nasi lemak unites the ppl. from being racist to accepting everyone regardless of ethnic,&amp;nbsp;the lead actor of the movie created&amp;nbsp;a dish called&amp;nbsp;nasi lemak,&amp;nbsp;not the typical one but its&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;combination of chinese, indian and malay&amp;nbsp;food all in one, where he learned from different&amp;nbsp;ppl of other race,&amp;nbsp;he conveyed a message that by&amp;nbsp;accepting&amp;nbsp;everyone regardless of skin colour, only then he can learn how to make&amp;nbsp;good food.. &lt;br /&gt;instead of just complaining, why don't u ppl find out the moral of the story?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1096727286278484029?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/1096727286278484029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=1096727286278484029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1096727286278484029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1096727286278484029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/09/movie-scandal.html' title='the movie scandal'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-606689475678079379</id><published>2011-09-19T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:21:55.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bangkok loft inn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wN5ottmdT5Y/TnAkgvv3NoI/AAAAAAAAAWU/B2HHhoZ38ds/s1600/P1170336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wN5ottmdT5Y/TnAkgvv3NoI/AAAAAAAAAWU/B2HHhoZ38ds/s320/P1170336.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTMUZe5NkI0/TnAlh1xMiwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Y1Rf1MAE2iE/s1600/P1170337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTMUZe5NkI0/TnAlh1xMiwI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Y1Rf1MAE2iE/s320/P1170337.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dndOmJBviTA/TnAlm3aoXLI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5Jpdmqcdh1Q/s1600/P1170350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dndOmJBviTA/TnAlm3aoXLI/AAAAAAAAAWc/5Jpdmqcdh1Q/s320/P1170350.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it was a great experience with bangkok loft inn, like what they mention in the website, their price were affordable, just few minutes walk to the skytrain (wongwianyai bts), and most importantly their staff were very friendly ! \although its located abit far from the town area, its stil very convenient to travel around. they provide us free pick up from airport to the hotel, and when we reached the hotel, they greeted us with orange juice. the hotel is not big but the room&amp;nbsp;its definately nice, clean and&amp;nbsp;cozy.=) travel around in bangkok is quite easy as you can get the map from the airport or from the hotel itself, and they will normally let you know places to go. transportation is also quite convenient, u can get a taxi or a tuk-tuk. its been an awesome trip=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-606689475678079379?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/606689475678079379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=606689475678079379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/606689475678079379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/606689475678079379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/09/bangkok-loft-inn.html' title='bangkok loft inn'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/-wN5ottmdT5Y/TnAkgvv3NoI/AAAAAAAAAWU/B2HHhoZ38ds/s72-c/P1170336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-7735856705289679414</id><published>2011-09-05T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T10:55:14.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxis in bangkok</title><content type='html'>Taxis in Bangkok Are required to use their meters according to their laws, the flag down rate is roughly 35 baht and the rate increase less than 10 baht per kilometre. From our hotel (bangkok loft inn) to Silom area, it cost only 50baht, to wat Arun area cost 70 baht. That's pretty cheap as the price is per ride, not per person. But the problem with taxis in Bangkok is,u can only find them using meters when they pick u Up from airport or from hotel to elsewhere. When u are at outside late at night and u need a taxi, most of them refuse to use the meters and ignore your request to use the meters. Most of them will offer a rate and ask how much u can pay. What we did was we check the price of taxis to various destination with the hotels reception first before we take the taxi. And in case the driver offer a rate more expensive instead of using the meter,then we should know how much to request. However, the other public transport such as the bts are very convenient and cheap too. U probably wanna use the bts sky train if u wanna avoid heavy traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Im so gratefull that The staff in Bangkok loft inn were very friendly and kind, they gave us a lot of advise and infos when we travel around Bangkok. They even help us to cal a cab and tell us the price in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-7735856705289679414?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/7735856705289679414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=7735856705289679414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7735856705289679414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7735856705289679414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/09/taxis-in-bangkok.html' title='Taxis in bangkok'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-1455140329495920510</id><published>2011-09-04T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T02:53:52.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok - bad experience.</title><content type='html'>  Out of curiosity , we went and watch 'ping pong' show. As soon as we pull out at patpong night Market,a lady approached us and tell us the price. And she mention the word 'ONLY' xxx baht. So we thought there is no hidden fees.&lt;br /&gt;   but guess what ,when we leave, we were charged 10times more expensive! The 'other' staff told us we have to pay for 'looking fee' and the drinks were charged 3 times more expensive. When we argue with them, they said , the lady that brought us in wasn't their staff, so it wasn't their fault and we still have to pay. &lt;br /&gt;    What makes me really angry is that , the staff stood still beside the lady and see her explaining the charges to us, when we double confirm with their staff, everything seems to be correct. Only when we leave, they denied the lady being their staff. I remember asking them why didn't u tell us about the 'looking fee' , she gave me a look like she just got fucked, and replied me :"why must I?" ... That made me more angry but we paid.&lt;br /&gt;    Now here's the other tips, when there is other tourist telling u things that u should and u shouldn't do, just listen, because they have experienced it. When we were so excited walking in to the 'club', some tourist walked out frantically and yelled :"don't go in, it's very bad , they take your money" . That time we didn't know how bad is bad, so we walked in to their trap and paid 1300baht for nothing. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;    In case u wanna know whether the gals are hot, NO, NOT AT ALL. Can u stand fat ladies with wrinkles around their tummy to do pole dancing in front of u. ? Can u stand pregnant lady or fat old aunty dancing without their cloths on? That's the 1300 baht (per person) we paid , lousy show, lousy gals, lousy environment, lousy staff!&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Ps : it's purely out of curiosity, we didn't plan to go. And we didn't know how to reject.&lt;br /&gt;Will share some better experience soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1455140329495920510?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/1455140329495920510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=1455140329495920510' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1455140329495920510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1455140329495920510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/09/bangkok-bad-experience.html' title='Bangkok - bad experience.'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-8321068859244116765</id><published>2011-07-19T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:49:39.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;do u know there are two types of good people in this world? one is with discriminatory attitude and one is without. its like, relationship between employer and maid. the employer can be the most generous person on earth, very humble and polite, but in the same time,. they can also have different kind of treatment on different kind of people, especially the maids/slaves/workers who are always deemed to be at the lower class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;that is the one with discriminatory attitude. the one without, is the one who treated everyone fairly, no discrimination, no looking down on people, no king and slave kinda treatment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;even in work place, this anarchy exist, u'll find that most of the manager only rub shoulders with ppl from the same level. sometimes, when talking to subordinates, they can be arrogant and big headed. so, to avoid getting into troubles, just be aware of the limitations and do what you're suppose to do. =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-8321068859244116765?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/8321068859244116765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=8321068859244116765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8321068859244116765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8321068859244116765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-2307987111732339759</id><published>2011-07-13T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T22:57:19.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>salary raise</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;im quite disappointed when some one told me about his situation where he couldn't get a raise on his basics. the only reason is because he is not full time, i seriously think that's a bullshit. this person whom i know him personally, i know he has working experience, good working performance most importantly, good communication skills as the job he's doing requires all these. compare to other people, he is seriously much better but the only reason why he's not given a raise is because he doesn't work often (only during sem break).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if "full time worker" is how u decide&amp;nbsp; whether a person should get a raise&amp;nbsp; on his salary, then it will be very unfair, especially when others are much better in working performance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there isn't a clear line on how to define someone is good or not, anyone can just use excuses such as "u are not the best sales person" or "you don't work so often so we can't promote u" or other craps to prevent you from getting an increment. but come on la, if u know he deserve a raise, then give la, don't debate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;full time worker VS experience + capable worker , who deserve salary raise.&lt;br /&gt;my ans - BOTH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2307987111732339759?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2307987111732339759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2307987111732339759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2307987111732339759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2307987111732339759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/07/salary-raise.html' title='salary raise'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-4681062422999981065</id><published>2011-06-27T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T10:10:13.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>i always think my level of patience is quite high, i can tolerate almost on anything but. the only thing i cant stand is when people bullshit. bull shit as in, talk without point, scold without reason, accuse without proof. i remember once, my lecturer was giving some bullshit on something, maybe he was trying to provoke us to make us participate in class discussion. anyway, i immediately stood up and voiced out my opinion. i'm not trying to show off, but i really cant tolerate ignorance. how is it feels like, when ppl scold you for no reason, its like, you dont even know whats happening and how to answer. to me it feels like its time to give some one a big tight slap. i notice when someone is too kind , too generous, to easy on saying yes on anything, ppl will start taking advantage on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-4681062422999981065?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/4681062422999981065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=4681062422999981065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4681062422999981065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4681062422999981065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/06/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-59485362632597952</id><published>2011-06-14T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T04:42:07.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hate to work la.! boring</title><content type='html'>im counting down the days, its been my 11th day working and i cant wait for this job to end........ by the way, jusco bandar baru klang is the worst ever road show i've been.. seriously, all day long u can only see like 10 ppl walking in and out of the store, how to sell camera with so few customer? many of them already have digital camera, some of them even come to my counter to show off. what the hell... put so much effort and energy to explain in the end they say they've already bought one. OMG, not only that, wanna show off with their camera knowledge. what the hell. but frankly speaking i don't blame them la, after all there isn't any other customer who bother to drop by and look at my cameras.. okay another week to go, what should i do after that? work again? don't wan la.. working is so boring and lifelessss. i want a more exciting life, but how? LOL work eat sleep work eat sleep is just so dead man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-59485362632597952?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/59485362632597952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=59485362632597952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/59485362632597952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/59485362632597952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/06/hate-to-work-la-boring.html' title='hate to work la.! boring'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-3317059328329571611</id><published>2011-06-10T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T09:14:03.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>are u suppose to be mroe affable?</title><content type='html'>yesterday i met someone who work in jusco, lets not reveal her name and type of task she does. anyway, this person look so miserable all the time, i was like.. omg, if u have a problem, don't come to work. when customer ask her something, she just nod or shake her head, or keep quiet, like she's the bosss and we are her slaves. anyway, she wasn't fierce la, but she was&amp;nbsp;being too "lansi", not friendly at all. with&amp;nbsp;that kind of position but&amp;nbsp;wanna act like she's the boss.. okay, now main point. when i walk to the office, i saw something on the notice board, it has a few candidates for best employee award, and i saw her name and picture... i stare on it for so long with my jaws dropped . okayyyyy, she is a responsible person, maybe? but something is wrong when she serve customer. i think she should be more friendly and smile more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-3317059328329571611?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/3317059328329571611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=3317059328329571611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3317059328329571611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3317059328329571611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/06/are-u-suppose-to-be-mroe-affable.html' title='are u suppose to be mroe affable?'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-3169048198631253113</id><published>2011-06-09T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T10:07:23.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jusco rules</title><content type='html'>i don't like working in jusco! in fact, i NEVER. the reason why i never like working in jusco is because there are too many unnecessary rules we have to follow. and these rules are really sick! the bluewaves always have issues unsettled,&amp;nbsp;and they are always there to&amp;nbsp;watch you and&amp;nbsp;to ensure all the&amp;nbsp;promoters are well&amp;nbsp;disciplined, its good to&amp;nbsp;do that though but they are OVER DOING IT and i dont like.!&amp;nbsp;the problem is when things didn't work the way it should be, when rules are mend for good purpose are misinterpreted by not so well educated ppl, that is how&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;irritates me. i just wanna&amp;nbsp;say that, we are all adults, adults do things differently. if you still fantasize being a prefect so badly, then go back to school la, technically bluewaves are like&amp;nbsp;school prefects but the problem is we are not in school anymore! so dont treat us like school boys, dont talk to us like school boys, don't talk like we are still in the school right now. hey two more years and im graduating from uni k. anyway the rules that&amp;nbsp;i really cant take it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;part time promoters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who work in jusco,&amp;nbsp;where many of&amp;nbsp;them will work for a&amp;nbsp;very long period of time,&amp;nbsp;are not allowed to&amp;nbsp;park their cars at the staff entrance, although there are MANY parking space not filled. that means, we have to park at the normal parking&amp;nbsp;place provided and&amp;nbsp;pay la extra money for the parking ticket. this is dumb,&amp;nbsp;I know that &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jusco staff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; should be given priority on car park, but if there are really many vacant parking space, why not give it to part time workers, or promoters as well?? they use to let us park there but now they don't. disappointed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;promoters and staff are not allowed to use any entrance in jusco&amp;nbsp;except for the staff entrance, i&amp;nbsp;really understand, but they seems to have&amp;nbsp;enforce the rules tooo strictly. i had once, tried to use the normal&amp;nbsp;entrance to go to the bank, which is located just in front&amp;nbsp;of the entrance, but was stopped by a bluewave.&amp;nbsp;that is so stupid man. now here is the thing, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;when ppl can find ways to use the entrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, no matter how strict the rule is,&amp;nbsp;it means that&amp;nbsp;whether&amp;nbsp;or not u use the entrance, nobody knows and nobody cares, seriously, NOBODY CARES. unless you have ur working pass&amp;nbsp;so obviously clipped on ur uniform. anyway,&amp;nbsp;when nobody knows and&amp;nbsp;nobody cares, why would u wanna make that&amp;nbsp;stupid rules??? why wanna make our life so difficult??&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;that is all for today!&lt;div 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rules'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-6031914784389557078</id><published>2011-05-31T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T06:33:26.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>geomatic survey camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D8vh9rkFStw/TeSj37CBHmI/AAAAAAAAAWM/C-XDCP2x2yw/s1600/254591_1994383346795_1459790895_2131238_891129_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D8vh9rkFStw/TeSj37CBHmI/AAAAAAAAAWM/C-XDCP2x2yw/s320/254591_1994383346795_1459790895_2131238_891129_n.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;basically this camp is like a repetition of what we did in geomatic during our third semester, one thing u must expect is to get a little tan, maybe a little sun burn and of cause not to forget, fun!﻿ well, whether is it fun or not it is still depend on the people you go with. to me i had a great time there,&amp;nbsp;i'l rate 7/10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; 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style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j4YLIPgWKRk/TeSibVhtxCI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Pj-91MPIGvk/s320/28052011497.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of cause you cant campare this with krabi, or pulau redang , or lang tengah or whatever beautiful beaches u can name it, but this is not bad considering the cheap amount of money we pay for one week accommodation plus food. if any juniors are going to this survey camp, just be grateful and enjoy what u have. if you are expecting for some&amp;nbsp;expensive dining or&amp;nbsp;luxurious chalet, u can just dream on. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwy5F763h3k/TeSiIOSf7WI/AAAAAAAAAVs/6_R86veBGzM/s1600/24052011475.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwy5F763h3k/TeSiIOSf7WI/AAAAAAAAAVs/6_R86veBGzM/s320/24052011475.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;this camp is about measuring, perfection, patience and some team work. to be exact, the task u need to do is leveling, traverse, techeometry and some trimap software to complete your project. (you should know all this by now )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kk7ChKUnAdk/TeSiit1E6SI/AAAAAAAAAV8/g70C7MUoWaQ/s1600/24052011470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kk7ChKUnAdk/TeSiit1E6SI/AAAAAAAAAV8/g70C7MUoWaQ/s320/24052011470.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6HDk0R8f5uA/TeSjB2ku0PI/AAAAAAAAAWA/SektrBXwIGk/s1600/photo0281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6HDk0R8f5uA/TeSjB2ku0PI/AAAAAAAAAWA/SektrBXwIGk/s200/photo0281.jpg" t8="true" width="150px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxmK2VJljLg/TeSiWQP-iVI/AAAAAAAAAV0/SqLmtsx6ldg/s1600/29052011500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxmK2VJljLg/TeSiWQP-iVI/AAAAAAAAAV0/SqLmtsx6ldg/s320/29052011500.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;the fun part&amp;nbsp;i mention earlier is that you get to play volley ball,&amp;nbsp;football or&amp;nbsp;have a swim&amp;nbsp;in the sea when u're done with all your work. i can say that during the whole week of camp, only&amp;nbsp;3 days (or maybe 4)&amp;nbsp;are really busy. the rest are quite free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1YqbHOSep0/TeSjPn5DdBI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uKmcJOLLhgQ/s1600/photo0280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N1YqbHOSep0/TeSjPn5DdBI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uKmcJOLLhgQ/s200/photo0280.jpg" t8="true" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this little thing is called a theodolite, must be handled with care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlbHyyaA9No/TeSjZuePwOI/AAAAAAAAAWI/cs3PhMd64CQ/s1600/24052011475.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vlbHyyaA9No/TeSjZuePwOI/AAAAAAAAAWI/cs3PhMd64CQ/s200/24052011475.jpg" t8="true" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i dont think in this picture u can see the total station, but just for ur information it is use to find the bearing, horizontal and verticle distance. there are proper method to set up the total station where everyone will have a test on setting it up. of cause, there is another one hour objective test on the last day, which i really think i'd screwed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6031914784389557078?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6031914784389557078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6031914784389557078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-5604501111786825998</id><published>2011-05-13T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T10:39:11.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random!</title><content type='html'>i wouldnt blame entirely on luck, i think i've tried my best and i really think its a good experience. all i need to&amp;nbsp;do now is to brush up on my skills and to put more effort.&amp;nbsp;anyway, its once in a lifetime, so we really need to grab that chance and appreciate whatever we have now.&amp;nbsp;since its officially on holidays,&amp;nbsp;i have to&amp;nbsp;start planning what i should do during the long break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-5604501111786825998?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-8351863437048312069</id><published>2011-05-08T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T09:21:33.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>u feel sad when u&amp;nbsp;flung your test or screw your finals, but to me,&amp;nbsp;what is even more miserable is when you have to keep a secret, or a feeling you cant express, a passion or dream you&amp;nbsp;are not encourage to&amp;nbsp;fulfill or you dare not even wanna try, something you try so hard but u keep failing.. anyway ppl say failure breeds success,&amp;nbsp;but how&amp;nbsp;true it is.?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-8351863437048312069?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-8852680000833303413</id><published>2011-04-29T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T03:47:28.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs pic'/><title type='text'>cute puppies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_JG-kO5C_Q/TbpwP8XfsKI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VTkWVWEyI2Q/s1600/P1140681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_JG-kO5C_Q/TbpwP8XfsKI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VTkWVWEyI2Q/s320/P1140681.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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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/-P_JG-kO5C_Q/TbpwP8XfsKI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VTkWVWEyI2Q/s72-c/P1140681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-148277481042924896</id><published>2011-04-22T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:59:56.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so close to fraud</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;another final is around the corner, it just make me recall how i use to blog about exams and stress, it kinda repeat over and over again, anyway, right now im having study week and im so glad that i came back to klang, i havent been studying much, but i spend alot of time with my new dogs, a labrador and terrier mix poodle, when i search in&amp;nbsp; the internet only i realize that it is called terripoo. SO CUTE! u guys should check it out. will upload their cutie pics soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;well, i wanna share something here which i think its quite important, whenever you are about to click on the "phone update" on your mobile, pls make sure it is connected to the wifi and not digi or maxis internet, when it doesn't ask whether you would like to connect via wifi or GPRS, and when you are not sure about the connection, just press the &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; colour button (cancel),  don't assume the update to be free, and don't assume that updating ur phone doesn't requires internet service or GPRS. why am i saying all this ? well i left it update for a few minutes, really , its only a few minutes, i think barely reaches 3mins, digi charge me RM176. just for that fucking update. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(main point in last paragraph)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;first of all, i dont discriminate people for &lt;strike&gt;being Gxx&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who they are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because i know how it feels like. in the western country, ppl fight for equal human rights and discrimination level are not that high compare to conservative countries like in asia where government's denial of gxx right is a definite thing. well, when ppl&amp;nbsp;have wicked, sick mind, what we should do is to give them more support, educations and counselling. discriminating will not help&amp;nbsp;but wil only lead to social exclusions. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eL5rEUmsn14/TVuokfLelTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8kLTYlz0UyA/s1600/workplace-discrimination_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="136" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eL5rEUmsn14/TVuokfLelTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8kLTYlz0UyA/s200/workplace-discrimination_2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;im not exactly that liberal, but at least im in the situation where this issue&amp;nbsp;has never been&amp;nbsp;in contention to me-&amp;nbsp;i will ignore whenever possible, or giving them more advise and guide them into making their decision if i happen to have some friends like that. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;the&amp;nbsp;reason why i dont discriminate or look down on others is because before doing it, i wil try to put myself in that position and feel how it feels like to be discriminated by others. i always remind myself that ppl DIDNT ASK FOR IT. nobody want to be born like that. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;well, learning how to accept others for who they are&amp;nbsp;is not a problem,&amp;nbsp;its&amp;nbsp;also&amp;nbsp;not a problem if u're not that kinda person who discriminate others,&amp;nbsp;but when u have to live with a bunch of&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;idiots&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;who does that &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(discrimination)&lt;/span&gt;ALL the time, that's&amp;nbsp;the biggest problem. are you dealing with discrimination? are you trying to stop discrimination within urself? well, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm learning how to deal with idiots&lt;/span&gt;!!! =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-154574139404120605?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/154574139404120605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=154574139404120605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/154574139404120605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/154574139404120605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-do-u-deal-with-discriminations.html' title='how do u deal with discriminations?'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/-tj9MfdgeXHo/TVuoFwpFdVI/AAAAAAAAAVU/uEZn_Z3_Q5Q/s72-c/discrimination.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-3712201204419286143</id><published>2011-01-20T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:06:54.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>patience is a virtue</title><content type='html'>i hate to deal with hypocrites, i hate to deal with ppl with nonsensical thinking and&amp;nbsp;i really&amp;nbsp;don't know how to communicate with them. sometimes i really envy those who have high levels of tolerance, people who can do nothing but to ignore. i wish i could tho, but the moment i sense ignorance, i have to say something. and the most difficult part is to be polite while "enlightening" those idiots with actual fact. anyway some ppl think they are smart, but when they start talking, its a pure rubbish. and i hate it so much when ppl make a judgement or&amp;nbsp;statement that base on NOTHING but pure rubbish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-3712201204419286143?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/3712201204419286143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=3712201204419286143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hello uni, well, new year new resolutions and i have alot, i think its more like&amp;nbsp; a wish than a resolution, i want a first class honour, and i wanna travel. anyways, if i can make a wish , i wanna be rich smart handsome and happy =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2376865709040125591?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2376865709040125591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2376865709040125591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2376865709040125591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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wedding'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TRjuG1uPETI/AAAAAAAAAUk/lgb1Rej7Rto/s72-c/15122010078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-6385180396019772434</id><published>2010-12-27T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T11:43:08.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>why must holiday end so fast when im just beginning to enjoy?oh this year i had another splendid one, everything is just so happening..especially on the&amp;nbsp;christmas eve and on the christmas day itself, but soon, im leaving to johor again.. sigh, i miss&amp;nbsp;the feeling of not having to worry about test and all kinda responsibilities but i miss my friends in johor too. but what i miss the most is sleeping late at night, like 3 or 4 in the morning.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6385180396019772434?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6385180396019772434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6385180396019772434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6385180396019772434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6385180396019772434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/12/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-4712318396826045330</id><published>2010-12-18T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:59:48.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doggie is his name.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TQ0ILr_3jVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bmFXQnW3zt4/s1600/19122010120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TQ0ILr_3jVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bmFXQnW3zt4/s320/19122010120.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;when i came bak around 2, that dog wasnt moving, i thought he was dead! it scares the hell out of me. now only im feeling guilty that i havent been taking good care of him. anyway i love this dog... with me for 10 years d.. hmmmmmmmm... i know u're dying soon, i hope it wil be a peaceful one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-4712318396826045330?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/4712318396826045330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=4712318396826045330' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-723149833726868464</id><published>2010-12-17T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T04:38:06.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nonsense</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i dont know if malaysia will ban facebook because of elvis kong incident. but i reckon its not going to happen because it will only create more issues. unless facebook has any potential harm to the national security, like all kinds of discrimination (u know la) that causes riots, or else they shouldn't ban it. anyway i don really wanna talk about facebook.. im more interested in elvis kong... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;whenever you wanna commit suicide, think of your mother, or your father, or anyone that loves you... its darn STUPID to commit suicide and its even DUMBer to countdown before u die. you know what, &amp;nbsp;he's just being LOA.. now more and more ppl wanna gain attraction in FB by telling to the world how sad he/she is ...and that he/she is going to commit suicide soon. NONSENSE. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when u wanna take away your life, think twice, ur life&amp;nbsp;doesn't only belongs to you yourselves, but your parents. from the time they make you, got pregnant, deliver, raise you up and have to worry whether you'll be a good person in the future, they&amp;nbsp;deserve more rights over Ur body than u do.&amp;nbsp;the saddest part is not when u're dead, its when they have to suffer emotionally, the&amp;nbsp;lost of&amp;nbsp;their precious&amp;nbsp;child. and Ur gf, how is she going to live her life? she has to endure all the criticism from the ppl around her like,&amp;nbsp;most ppl will blame her for ur death. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when ppl try so hard to preserve their life, u just end it up like that, bullshit, nonsense and you're sick!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-723149833726868464?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/723149833726868464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=723149833726868464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/723149833726868464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/723149833726868464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/12/nonsense.html' title='nonsense'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-4271975911091931356</id><published>2010-12-14T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T11:43:46.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update</title><content type='html'>i don like to start my blog with time flies, but time really passes very fast! i used to complain the hectic moments that we been through during the last few weeks before exam, complain about finals and how i screwed my exams.. and now everything is over =) i don know how to express that kind of relief, but im really glad that i have no burdens anymore.. not until uni reopens.&amp;nbsp;i heard that local university wil have long sem break starting next year, mid of may until September. although i don't like it that way, but i still have to accept, i was chatting with my friend whose family is in&amp;nbsp;Australia, about working and travelling,&amp;nbsp;we were so excited talking about staying her house in Perth, and find a job there. actually its not a&amp;nbsp;bad idea.. i think it will be an eye opening experience for me, i can be more&amp;nbsp;independent in the same time earn some money before starting new semester.. sounds nice rite?&amp;nbsp;i hope it&amp;nbsp;works&amp;nbsp;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-4271975911091931356?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/4271975911091931356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=4271975911091931356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4271975911091931356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4271975911091931356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-to-do.html' title='quick update'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-6849760486533054309</id><published>2010-11-23T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T08:57:54.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some randome  stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TOvv3boMLBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/YEPc7R4DAmU/s320/11092010228.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TOvwLUsfnpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/CwTyeC5YiAU/s1600/22112010026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TOvwLUsfnpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/CwTyeC5YiAU/s320/22112010026.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;while sitting in kfc, looking out the window, i saw this guy.. he's searching for food in that rubbish dump. first thing that came to my mind is , will i be like him someday? well its difficult to predict, it could happen. if i were him, i'l rather go work. &lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TOvwf3uupWI/AAAAAAAAAUI/olLGuzZJVJ4/s1600/22112010022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TOvwf3uupWI/AAAAAAAAAUI/olLGuzZJVJ4/s320/22112010022.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what are they doin?? these two flies definitely caught my attention! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6849760486533054309?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6849760486533054309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6849760486533054309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6849760486533054309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6849760486533054309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/11/some-randome-stuff.html' title='some randome  stuff'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TOvvXUqfmtI/AAAAAAAAAT4/HWznavOSuK4/s72-c/13092010236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-8353401623019958031</id><published>2010-11-10T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T13:08:37.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i can't express , i describe , no offence to anyone.</title><content type='html'>love is like a kite, sometimes you lift it up, sometimes you let it go..&amp;nbsp;when its over strained, the thread breaks. love is like a cup of latte, its bitter but it will always taste sweet. love is like lust, sometimes u're desperate and cant help it but keep asking for more. love is like a piece of art block, sometimes its colourful, sometimes its as pure as driven snow. love can also be a series of drama, u experienced cheat, disappointment, hatred and anger, u even see how people win the best actress award for being "innocent".&amp;nbsp;lastly love is like a&amp;nbsp;wealth of knowledge, it teaches us how to be mature and never let emotion overrules wisdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-8353401623019958031?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/8353401623019958031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=8353401623019958031' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;u know, sometimes i feel&amp;nbsp;guilty, when my friend has to work so hard for little pay, study at night to cope up with study, and what i did everyday is enjoy life - morning coffee, online, read news, facebook, study abit, go out with friends, spend money etc. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;it just doesn't feel right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! some people say its because im rich, but actually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;im not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i just know how to manage my money! thats alll i can say..i also have part time job ok.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;someone asked me why&amp;nbsp;am i&amp;nbsp;currently&amp;nbsp;single, normally i answer i dont know, with that innocent look on my face,&amp;nbsp;why cant i be single?&amp;nbsp;its because&amp;nbsp;i cant find the right one..got car doesnt mean must have gf ok. well it&amp;nbsp;doesnt mean that im demanding, i just dont have tat&amp;nbsp;kinda feeling for anyone,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;.&amp;nbsp;so don't force me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;someone says, she wants her boyfriend to be fluent in english, thats quite acceptable, some even want a handsome, smart and rich guy.. if this is the basic criteria a person sets , will that relationship last? cuz from&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;my experience &lt;/strike&gt;what i know, the more u understand a person, the more flaws u&amp;nbsp;will notice, especially the look and the&amp;nbsp;attitude, if one day you find him not attractive anymore, will u just dump him for another handsome guy? beauty&amp;nbsp;wont last, so why is it&amp;nbsp;so important to have a good looking partner? if u're only interested in the "criteria" then whats the point of having a bf/gf in the first place? glamour/?? haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking about glamour, its been a trend that, ppl in uni start to have gf or bf right after they enter uni, ppl start asking question like " hey do u have a gf/bf Already?" just like how&amp;nbsp;ppl normally ask :"hey, have u taken your&amp;nbsp;breakfast?" my point is, gf/bf is getting more like a basic need just like how breakfast is our basic need.. u harm urself without getting a bf/gf just like how u harm ur health when u dont take breakfast.. immature i guess? its&amp;nbsp;funny to actually see how someone can be so desperate.=)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate it when ppl pretend to be banana when they're actually not! though my chinese were never as good as some other ppl, i never "show off"&amp;nbsp;how bad my chinese is. the dumb-est comment&amp;nbsp;i ever heard is :" YEW, SO CHINESE"..&amp;nbsp;i was like.. wtf? &amp;nbsp;what has it even got to do with the word CHINESE?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i end, &lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;im&lt;span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt; feeling sad, stress, disappointed, anxious, nervous, sleepy .. so good nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-4610322384642577431?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/4610322384642577431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=4610322384642577431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4610322384642577431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4610322384642577431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-many-thoughts.html' title='so many thoughts'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-388395117757798914</id><published>2010-10-24T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T09:17:38.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored again</title><content type='html'>i don know how to explain my mood today, it swings like, only some will understand! its just that typical unfothamable me again! anyway, its nearing semester break, and everyone's asking that same question "when are you going back" . cant wait for this sem to end! btw, some of my close friend still don know what course i major, sometimes im too lazy to explain i feel like telling them i major in "entertainment".! sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, we went to minyak beku yesterday to have some&amp;nbsp;seafood&amp;nbsp;and it was my second time, i like that place because&amp;nbsp;it feels like im&amp;nbsp;in a small village faraway from town and free from alll kinda stress. thats the only place where i dont feel stress at all. its surrounded by temples so it feels peacefull too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u do when u're too free?? &lt;br /&gt;i chat with my roomate, he sits beside me, we chat in msn..=)&lt;br /&gt;the negative effect of test i think- people starts to go insane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-388395117757798914?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/388395117757798914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;moral presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;geomatic test 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;geomatic test 1 (re test) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;geomatic lab work&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;geomatic report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;cni project&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;cni report&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;cni presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;mechanic project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mechanic test one (re test)&lt;br /&gt;mechanic test two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;math test two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;FINAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-7257949791663390195?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/7257949791663390195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=7257949791663390195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7257949791663390195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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mechanic Re-test on i-dont-know-when. thats why i dont like weekdays cuz time passes fast! sometimes, &amp;nbsp;i can be so busy that, im unable to&amp;nbsp;reply any of the messages. i hope my friends out there won't misinterpret my behaviour. =) however, to think at the bright side, thats the whole idea why we're here in uni right.? this is the time where we should be busy with all kind of&amp;nbsp;workload, projects and&amp;nbsp;assignments, and FUN.&amp;nbsp;when we graduate later on, we'l have to stuck in life, which is to work- for the rest of the life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anyway,&amp;nbsp;i have to admit that field work enlighten us more than what we study in books. books are much more easier to read, but when it come's to analysing, its totally different. some ppl can do self study and learn fast, but i cant do so,&amp;nbsp;more than 50% of what i learn is from the field work. anyway,&amp;nbsp;time&amp;nbsp;flies and now we're already left with few weeks before the 3 weeks break begin. i hope i can do well this sem and i don wanna screw my test again!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one thing i learn in uni is to be imperfect,&amp;nbsp;although we are a perfectionist. why? there is this typical mindset instill by i-don't-know-who&amp;nbsp;which is,&amp;nbsp;no human are perfect, therefore, when we finish our field work, lab work, experiment or whatever u'd like to call, we have to edit or adjust the value to make it look more "normal" in the way that its not perfect.. STUPID right? anyway get used to it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appointment time&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : 8.00 PM&lt;br /&gt;arrival&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; : 8.30 PM&lt;br /&gt;reason of being late : i thought the appointment time is at 8.00 PM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, since when u can come at 8.30 when you should come at 8.00 instead? typical malaysian mindset-one of the strangest theory that is getting on my nerve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking&amp;nbsp;about cutting my&amp;nbsp;hair short, cuz i saw one of my junior today, who recently had a hair cut where his hair is short and he looks hot! should i? maybe not everyone suits that kind of hair style?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-626845250529117296?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/626845250529117296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=626845250529117296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/626845250529117296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/626845250529117296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/10/stil-busy.html' title='stil busy!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-745533451068371113</id><published>2010-10-05T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:08:44.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pulau langkawi=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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"which is so obviously not true. its like when someone is fat, like 90 kg and is only 150 cm tall, do you think he wil be convinced if you say he is THIN? obviously that's a lie rite?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ok, the thing about me is i dont like to lie. when someone is not good, i'll just comment in a very polite way. and when im not good in something, i will ask for personal feed back or positive encouragement. and i hate it when ppl lie to me about how good i am even though im not good. maybe you think its gentleman to talk good things about your girlfriend, praise her, "worship" her and say everything good about her... im not exaggerating but this guy is getting on&amp;nbsp;to the extend where he is starting to "worship" his girlfriend.. gosh..trust me, if his girlfriend ask him to eat shit.. to prove how much he love her.. he will do it..&amp;nbsp;(ok maybe this is abit exaggerating. haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-5899849224826026888?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/5899849224826026888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=5899849224826026888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/5899849224826026888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/5899849224826026888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-ok-to-sweet-talk-but-dont-lie.html' title='its ok to sweet talk but dont lie!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-6703637458377122187</id><published>2010-09-24T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T09:03:13.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>today is definitely a hectic day. but im quite satisfy and happy with it. after our rehearsal in landmark hotel, we went to ktv with maggie and her gang, together with joseph too. we sang alot. and its definitely awesome. well.. joseph was funny.. he didnt know how to read chinese... some one needs to read out the word for him right before he sings. and i wonder how he did multi tasking... well, singing is already alot for me.. he had to sing, in the same time interpret what my friend reads to him, and in the same time repeating those chinese words my friend read to him... so much for a banana! but he had a good voice!&lt;br /&gt;im going to a prom night tmr... hope i could take more pic=)&lt;br /&gt;well guess thats it for today, im tired !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6703637458377122187?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6703637458377122187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6703637458377122187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6703637458377122187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6703637458377122187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-6505561761365568656</id><published>2010-09-22T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T08:37:08.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frust</title><content type='html'>how is it&amp;nbsp;feel when u're familiar with something but you just can't excel.? many times when we hear other ppl say "oh i should've done better",&amp;nbsp;we don't feel a thing, we think&amp;nbsp;its nothing, but when it happen on us, gosh..&amp;nbsp;its so pissed&amp;nbsp;off rite... its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;infuriating&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt; and disappointing =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6505561761365568656?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6505561761365568656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6505561761365568656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6505561761365568656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6505561761365568656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/09/frust.html' title='frust'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-8538949376985939827</id><published>2010-09-19T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T09:08:09.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im bak</title><content type='html'>i cant believe two weeks just passed without anything productive being done. my holiday was normal. just the usual outing with friends. but that wasnt the most interesting part, what is more interesting is my&amp;nbsp;plan to study math during holiday didnt quite work out. haha. come to think of it. it's so damn dumb.&amp;nbsp;i took my&amp;nbsp;file back to klang, but was left in the car for 2 weeks... sigh...everytime i'm about to study, i'l have some other more important stuff to do! always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*go straight dont turn, go straight only turn&lt;br /&gt;who can understand that? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-8538949376985939827?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/8538949376985939827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=8538949376985939827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8538949376985939827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8538949376985939827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-bak.html' title='im bak'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-4971053157990803018</id><published>2010-08-31T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:21:30.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>accident</title><content type='html'>when i was having breakfast with my friend yesterday, we talked about how accident always occur in parit raja, batu pahat. one of it is how some one witness his own brother got crashed and died on the spot, every gory details they describe on the accident almost spoil my appetite. why is the authority not doing anything when accident rate keep on increasing. the lack of streetlamp and divider along the route to batu pahat were some of the factors that contributes to the increasing rate of accident. the most gruesome one i ever witness was some one died on the spot when i was driving pass through that scene. and to be frank, i seriously think that the road here is too dangerous, no divider despite of the huge road, not to mention the lack of traffic lights along the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-4971053157990803018?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/4971053157990803018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=4971053157990803018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4971053157990803018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4971053157990803018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/08/accident.html' title='accident'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-676911915313034024</id><published>2010-08-28T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T00:57:02.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racist</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think most of you by now&amp;nbsp;would have&amp;nbsp;already heard of the news about how a school principal denigrate the students by asking them to "go back to china". it happened in sekolah menengah tunku abdul rahman putra in sp. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i understand that the principal's intentions was good regarding her&amp;nbsp;advise to her student,but i still can't accept the fact that she is&amp;nbsp;being&amp;nbsp;racist especially when she ask the student to GO BAK to china. Here's the problem, how are we suppose to GO BAK to china when we were not even from there. duh, our greatgrandparents from china&amp;nbsp;that's&amp;nbsp;their problem la. because they came from china, does that mean we should be labelled as "pendatang"?!&amp;nbsp;why not u check those chinese's&amp;nbsp;ic and see what it says. it says&amp;nbsp;"warganegara" and not&amp;nbsp;pendatang ok.&amp;nbsp;its funny to see how people think chinese are not suppose to be in malaysia. practically, do you really think we can go back there to china?? such a brainless idiot. coming to think about how singapore split with malaysia, i some how think its a good choice. at least nobody can give them labels now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;as an educator, there are so&amp;nbsp;many ways to to phrase your words and choose proper words to&amp;nbsp;educate the students and make them repent over their mistakes they've done but you should not let your anger over rules ur rationality. her derogatory comment definitely had cause an&amp;nbsp;immense uproar around the nation. even im so angry with her, i don't ask her to "balik indon"! that's the difference between racist and a&amp;nbsp;non racist person. thank god al my principal was never a racist person. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;anyway, if u notice every time something happen, some minister from some shitty department will come out and say, hey look,&amp;nbsp;its just a misunderstanding, it happen anywhere at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;oh greee-aa-ttt! now the worst part is when something so serious being trivialise and become something less important, and he expect&amp;nbsp;everyone to ignore the issue. what a belated&amp;nbsp;april fool joke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;America had about 200 years before a black man became the president, maybe we need more time so that racism wil never be an issue again in our country. anyway, at least she apologised. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-676911915313034024?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/676911915313034024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=676911915313034024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/676911915313034024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/676911915313034024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/08/racist.html' title='Racist'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-1270868985061378978</id><published>2010-08-23T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T02:52:41.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the test effect.</title><content type='html'>i hate test cuz its making me fat.! haha. seriously whenever test is coming, i'll become fat. u know when u go to the cinema, u'l buy snacks for no reason? its like a trend, u must buy something before entering the cinema.. the situation is exactly the same when im studying for test. must eat something. and i've been eating many packets of snacks, big one! and im alreaydy 64. i miss those days when im only 60.. tummy is getting bigger. gosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1270868985061378978?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/1270868985061378978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=1270868985061378978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1270868985061378978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1270868985061378978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/08/test-effect.html' title='the test effect.'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-400879178251691506</id><published>2010-08-20T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T20:48:09.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when things got so stressed up</title><content type='html'>gosh, should i congratulate my self for failing to turn up in 3 meetings that im suppose to attend? now that i have plenty of time i should really focus in test. =_= dad's birthday is around the corner and im going bak next week, see.. skipping debate again! i dont care=) &lt;br /&gt;announcement - i have a blog only for queers, its a private blog but only queers can view=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-400879178251691506?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/400879178251691506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=400879178251691506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/400879178251691506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/400879178251691506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-things-got-so-stressed-up.html' title='when things got so stressed up'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-3135165952855747740</id><published>2010-08-20T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T06:06:13.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guilt</title><content type='html'>i have 3 test next week, and i haven't started anything. im suppose to attend a meeting and a debate practice but it seems like i really cant attend any of that. too bad, studies are more important cuz i don wanna flung my test again! and i just realise im not a competition type of person cuz im not competitive enough. i think i'l just quit debate this sem. its getting more and more stressed up. especially when i couldnt afford to allocate the limited time of mine to the so many stuff im doing. and im starting to believe that when attention is being diverge into so many different things, we'l end up not being good at that so many things. i have too many other commitments and passions. too bad. of cuz it doesnt mean i'l quit entirely, maybe just not so into it anymore=) lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-3135165952855747740?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/3135165952855747740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=3135165952855747740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3135165952855747740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3135165952855747740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/08/guilt.html' title='guilt'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-640599725280062561</id><published>2010-07-19T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T08:48:57.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;after being away for quite some time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; finally back again in debates. as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; in my second year already, the difference would be that  i have to put in extra effort and no more acting like a junior. i remember how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MDO&lt;/span&gt; and training with "someone" use to leave me with frayed nerves, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; still trying hard to overcome that kinda fear in me, that always does no good but to keep me spluttering all the time during debate. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the next tournament is going to be in august and yet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not prepared!! apparently there is a catch for this tournament, but i think as long as i try my best, and as long as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; learning and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; able to gain knowledge in each and every round of the tournament, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; satisfied. suddenly feel that kinda urge to debate and to read up all the materials, but i guess i wont be able to remember all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna just let it be and do what i could.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-640599725280062561?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/640599725280062561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=640599725280062561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/640599725280062561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/640599725280062561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates_19.html' title='updates'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-8560610989562945353</id><published>2010-07-13T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:46:50.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i barely remember what i did in holidays, but one thing for sure i had a great time doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things. probably the one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'l&lt;/span&gt; remember the most is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;colin&lt;/span&gt; and honey's wedding, a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;langkawi&lt;/span&gt; with my friends. not forgetting the time i spend the most playing pools and singing with my friends. holidays did caused me a little broke because i had like, at least 5 friends that share the same birthday month. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;well, all the indulgences of semester break is over now, its time to get down for some "responsibilities" of what a student should have. i had never wanted to come back here to uni but i have no choice =_=. no more procrastination as new semester has already started officially. after getting all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;furniture&lt;/span&gt; done, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; finally free to settle down and do some blogging that i haven't been doing it for the past few days. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; just moved in to a new rented house together with my housemates, that is after we'd decided not to stay in the hostel provided by the uni. we had to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of responsibilities now, no more spoon-feeding like how we used to back in our hometown. besides educations, we have other responsibilities to hold, such as bills, and everything regarding to that house we're living in. basically, its like we had to be extra independent, from what we eat, wear and financial management its all by our own now. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;well, first week of class &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; really good, and one of our subject had been cancelled automatically for not reason. its gonna be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of hassle just for that one stupid subject. =_=. i had  a feeling that 3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt; won't be as  good as the previous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;, but its really too early to judge. well i just hope everything will turn out to be fine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-8560610989562945353?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/8560610989562945353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=8560610989562945353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8560610989562945353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8560610989562945353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates.html' title='updates.'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-2729051800348206317</id><published>2010-07-05T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T10:08:34.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>colin's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDM4XNOXKiI/AAAAAAAAASg/sCsUNhS65ns/s1600/34867_402048623478_711163478_4560433_6003565_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490794342032812578" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDM4XNOXKiI/AAAAAAAAASg/sCsUNhS65ns/s400/34867_402048623478_711163478_4560433_6003565_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDM4W0YLDvI/AAAAAAAAASY/Def-iqB5GPo/s1600/34693_411300375339_635160339_4364231_3650714_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490794335363075826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDM4W0YLDvI/AAAAAAAAASY/Def-iqB5GPo/s400/34693_411300375339_635160339_4364231_3650714_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;morning ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;normally , the groom wil have a bunch of "heng tai" (brothers) and the bride will have her own "ji mui" (sista). before the groom is able to meet her beloved bride, he has to pass through the "ji mui" stage. that is when they got bullied by the "ji mui".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxqd6eAuI/AAAAAAAAARo/kal2CGQAfQY/s1600/P1100964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490786976348898018" style="WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxqd6eAuI/AAAAAAAAARo/kal2CGQAfQY/s400/P1100964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDLK5FVM6yI/AAAAAAAAARY/f04bvUAuufY/s1600/P1100961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490673977750514466" style="WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDLK5FVM6yI/AAAAAAAAARY/f04bvUAuufY/s400/P1100961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pysical challenge. the heng tai who happen to be a doctor said :"as a doctor i certify this game as not safe"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ji mui :" who cares what u certify. just shut up and do. or else don't get married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA that was funny.! look at how fierce the ji muis are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the picture below- they actually make the guys to put on the bra. and they even put a milk bottle inside and ask aanother heng tai to suck. gosh. that was gross..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we only take out bras, we don't wear them.! haha&lt;br /&gt;so call food challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxrcHiA5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/XGml3ldmvuo/s1600/P1100983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490786993046684562" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxrcHiA5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/XGml3ldmvuo/s400/P1100983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxqxV4sII/AAAAAAAAARw/WObwI_IOxtg/s1600/P1100977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490786981564166274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxqxV4sII/AAAAAAAAARw/WObwI_IOxtg/s400/P1100977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxsIlNsAI/AAAAAAAAASI/iewbDFp8xeY/s1600/P1110003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490787004982341634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxsIlNsAI/AAAAAAAAASI/iewbDFp8xeY/s400/P1110003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after passing through all the "stages". they still have to suffer the bride's challenge. it was my first time experiencing such thing. they ask quizes.. and if they got one wrong answer, the ji mui will punnish the heng tai. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDM2Xbn8oTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/EwdR3U6Btic/s1600/P1110026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490792146874966322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDM2Xbn8oTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/EwdR3U6Btic/s400/P1110026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tea ceremony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxrnwr-BI/AAAAAAAAASA/9pWJKuynrrc/s1600/P1110065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490786996172093458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDMxrnwr-BI/AAAAAAAAASA/9pWJKuynrrc/s400/P1110065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDLK5n6uRQI/AAAAAAAAARg/j1w2K0p9I78/s1600/P1110086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490673987034694914" style="WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDLK5n6uRQI/AAAAAAAAARg/j1w2K0p9I78/s400/P1110086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDNJyP3cz3I/AAAAAAAAASo/-u2de3Y-3FI/s1600/P1110047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490813498296160114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDNJyP3cz3I/AAAAAAAAASo/-u2de3Y-3FI/s400/P1110047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we attended their wedding dinner which was held in grand imperial, centro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2729051800348206317?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2729051800348206317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2729051800348206317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2729051800348206317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2729051800348206317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/07/colins-wedding.html' title='colin&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TDM4XNOXKiI/AAAAAAAAASg/sCsUNhS65ns/s72-c/34867_402048623478_711163478_4560433_6003565_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-5963425966631535517</id><published>2010-07-02T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:25:52.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family photos'/><title type='text'>two soul one heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COLIN AND HONEY'S WEDDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TC4ZNlOyUYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0wOmfXDfbxY/s1600/colin+wed+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489352716934336898" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TC4ZNlOyUYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0wOmfXDfbxY/s400/colin+wed+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TC4W4HFjn8I/AAAAAAAAARI/MkYonU_pOL4/s1600/colin+wed+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489350149042053058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TC4W4HFjn8I/AAAAAAAAARI/MkYonU_pOL4/s400/colin+wed+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TC4UX74qW2I/AAAAAAAAARA/q0BM6Edc8TE/s1600/colin+wed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489347397256108898" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TC4UX74qW2I/AAAAAAAAARA/q0BM6Edc8TE/s400/colin+wed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still remember the days when we were still young and we use to stay over in cousins house to play with them. and now everyone has grown up and all my cousin is getting married one by one. i bet honey will be the pretiest bride wearing her most beautiful wedding gown and colin will of cuz be the most handsome one.. i wonder when will it be my turn.. still long i guess! hahA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow will be the start of their new life and i hope they will live a life that is fill with abundance in love, joy and prosperity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-5963425966631535517?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/5963425966631535517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=5963425966631535517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/5963425966631535517'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>random update just bak from langkawi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TCzGaLWSBdI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0aVzsC4eg28/s1600/P1100734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488980198882936274" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TCzGaLWSBdI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0aVzsC4eg28/s400/P1100734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im just bak from langkawi.! it was not as fun as expected but i enjoy every moment with my friends.. we went to alot of places ..not in the mood to blog rite now. so one pic wil do. will update later... im gonna be very busy soon, cousins colin's wedding is on saturday and guess wat , im going to genting on sunday. yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good nite everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1857774199862783131?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' 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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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TCzGaLWSBdI/AAAAAAAAAQw/0aVzsC4eg28/s72-c/P1100734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-2115308058643175430</id><published>2010-06-10T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:34:42.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies.</title><content type='html'>i don't know if you've ever experience "time flies". it feels like holiday started just yesterday, and i remember the feeling of happiness and freedom everyone had right after our last paper. and now its like the end of the first month of my sem break. although i still have another month to go but i can already feel the hectic schedule right now. i thought i will rot like hell because i didn't want to work during the long sem break, but no, i did not just sit at home and do nothing! at least I've done alot of things that i won't be able to do in uni. i can say that im truly satisfied with my holidays and in fact, i want more... i will miss the days i had with my family and friends..i appreciate doing things that i seldom do when im in uni. and i hope time passes slower abit, so that I'll have enough time to appreciate every moment of my holidays...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2115308058643175430?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2115308058643175430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2115308058643175430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfkcLqAIvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0UxUtU6eD88/s1600/ram+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478598644535927538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfkcLqAIvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0UxUtU6eD88/s400/ram+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfJzacX_4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/HYHiY00DwBk/s1600/suemays+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478569356828344194" style="WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfJzacX_4I/AAAAAAAAAQA/HYHiY00DwBk/s400/suemays+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfHtl-8a8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/HL8yWVbFkGM/s1600/rams+birthday.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478567057823656898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfHtl-8a8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/HL8yWVbFkGM/s400/rams+birthday.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfFqFzOtpI/AAAAAAAAAPw/K6Q-XhvuiYo/s1600/ken+sin+hau+kekboon+sy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478564798621726354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfFqFzOtpI/AAAAAAAAAPw/K6Q-XhvuiYo/s400/ken+sin+hau+kekboon+sy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfE4qOYlTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_d8GdMhHmhs/s1600/29868_391841469631_711274631_4297612_7221280_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478563949405836594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfE4qOYlTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/_d8GdMhHmhs/s400/29868_391841469631_711274631_4297612_7221280_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;may's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ramanan's&lt;/span&gt; birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a surprise party for sue may and a not so surprise birthday celebration with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ramanan&lt;/span&gt;. we had seafood with ram, and is going over to his house again this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my holiday is not so bad i guess.. it would be merrier if more people could make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1773254755052565199?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/TAfkcLqAIvI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0UxUtU6eD88/s72-c/ram+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-984463539467340262</id><published>2010-05-17T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T03:13:57.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taboo</title><content type='html'>have u heard of gay for pay? i watch this youtube, a talk show hosted by tyra banks, and i find it quite interesting and funny because im quite curious on how does a straight man act in gay porn and how they get arouse and intimate with each other (man)? its kinda weird when you say you are straight and in the same time you act in gay porn as though you 're enjoying it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was quite shock with the fact that most of them in the the talk show are straight and some even have kids already. it seems that gay porn could fetch more money than straight porn. haha..however, the problem with gay for pay is that you have to deal with discrimination apart from hiding away your secrets from ur family. thats difficult, but can earn ALOT! haha &lt;br /&gt;*found this video coincidentally, so don't misinterpret&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-984463539467340262?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/984463539467340262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=984463539467340262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/984463539467340262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/984463539467340262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/05/taboo.html' title='taboo'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-306318697372021894</id><published>2010-05-14T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:36:45.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one of my favourite.. whitney houston.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whitney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;houston&lt;/span&gt; is one of my favourite idol, she has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of hit song that many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; sing in various singing competition be it local, western or even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;taiwanese&lt;/span&gt; reality show. she won herself several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Grammy&lt;/span&gt; before, has been listed as one of the 100 greatest singer of all time, and is ranked forth best selling female artists in the united states by the recording industry association of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;america&lt;/span&gt;, with 55 million certified albums. she has been an influence to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; and a musical inspiration to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of singers. i started listening to her song when i was in secondary school, a song called one moment in time which inspired me quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;its quite disappointed that she can't sing like how she use to sing previously, especially the latest version of "i will always love you". i don know, she can't hit some of the high notes, lots of weird performing style (like she need to take a water break before she sing the powerful part), but i still think she's quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;okayy&lt;/span&gt; despite her damaged voice. i just feel that something is really wrong with her voice! or maybe she need some rest??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-830e25bb4b1ae607" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D830e25bb4b1ae607%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330315558%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82DC4A1C99082544D35D83CB595E076113FE10E4.1674D0D7359141056D12048AA248E08984849F5B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D830e25bb4b1ae607%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp6Ze4j3LnixIPf9c7qFL5e1-nV0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D830e25bb4b1ae607%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330315558%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82DC4A1C99082544D35D83CB595E076113FE10E4.1674D0D7359141056D12048AA248E08984849F5B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D830e25bb4b1ae607%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp6Ze4j3LnixIPf9c7qFL5e1-nV0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in this video, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;whitney&lt;/span&gt; perform one of her latest song called i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know my own strength, from the latest album, i look to you which was released in 2009 and had entered the billboard 200 at number one. although there isn't much high notes or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;powerful&lt;/span&gt; vocal, but i just love her as who she is, and the sincerity of her delivering that song..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she's a legend... but i hope her voice will "come back" some day... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; always love her though ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-306318697372021894?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/306318697372021894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=306318697372021894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S-mOcu-4s4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/xmEsXA9hYEg/s1600/P1100234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470059846717453186" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S-mOcu-4s4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/xmEsXA9hYEg/s400/P1100234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i went to neway with kim and jj, it was cool and CHEAP! omg. we reach centro around 10.30 and the ktv is not open yet. so we waited for half an hour before it opens which made us look like some desperate kid who has never sing before in ktv. haha. it cost only 9 bucks and we get to sing from 11 till 3. with food and drinks provided of cuz. anyway, this is my third time singing in may, and guess what, im going again, to greenbox this coming thursday.. huhu...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've been going out every single day, and i feel abit pathetic about it. of cause when i have to go out everyday i wont have time to clean my house and i feel guilty for not doing the house work everyday, leaving my room covered in clutter will definitely cause alot of nagging from my mom. im not in the mood of tidying up the room anyways, and im not in the mood of working too. though, i think i still need to sort out some time, maybe a week or 2, to work and earn some money, so that i can spend cause im a big spender but luckily i don't really have to depend on my parents when it comes to my own personal expenditure. but this time i don know, cuz my savings are about to finish, so i think i'l just act like a spoilt brat, taking money from parents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i really feel that im not suppose to work now cause there are plenty of times working next time in the future, and i should do something interesting, meaningful right now during the 2 months sem break, instead of just working.! but of cause im not trying to say that going out with friends is something meaningful though. looking in different perspective, it might be meaningful, cuz im expanding my network, might help me in the future if im in the sales line. haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; i don't know what is meaningful... i just wanna do something i don't normally do when im in batu pahat, like clubbing and singing, maybe? or maybe travel, i would like to! what is meaningful la? suggestions?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-5866812227611185106?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/5866812227611185106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=5866812227611185106' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/5866812227611185106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/5866812227611185106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/05/singing-sensation.html' title='singing sensation'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S-mOcu-4s4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/xmEsXA9hYEg/s72-c/P1100234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-2867209330952561750</id><published>2010-05-10T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:56:11.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family photos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S-gQF8B7GVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/pJOeETvsWeA/s1600/P1100105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469639441641052498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S-gQF8B7GVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/pJOeETvsWeA/s400/P1100105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S-gP3C7PxxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0LAXHW444tE/s1600/P1100101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469639185794058002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S-gP3C7PxxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0LAXHW444tE/s400/P1100101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2867209330952561750?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2867209330952561750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2867209330952561750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2867209330952561750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2867209330952561750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S-gQF8B7GVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/pJOeETvsWeA/s72-c/P1100105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-7021276007154877156</id><published>2010-05-10T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:42:30.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random~</title><content type='html'>so not in the mood to blog these days.. but i don wanna left it dead here. so. just gonna go randomly... i've been going out everyday ever since i came back from batu pahat last thursday. but of all the days, today is the most meaningful one i guess. because i finally did something which i don't have to spend a single cent. guess what , the house chores.. !&lt;br /&gt;went to crystal crown yesterday to celebrate mothers day.. and will celebrate another time in KL. but that doesnt mean i got 2 mothers OK. haha. will upload some photos soon^^&lt;br /&gt;anyway Happy Mother's day.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-7021276007154877156?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/7021276007154877156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=7021276007154877156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7021276007154877156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7021276007154877156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/05/random.html' title='random~'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-268411000342092324</id><published>2010-05-02T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:54:31.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gays</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;when i chat with one of my gay friend last night, i felt sorry for him. many people are still unable to accept gays in the society especially in Malaysia, people here are still as conservative as 100 years ago. when you expose your self as gay, you'll be discriminated by the society even though u have done nothing wrong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to me, as long as the gays don't bring harms to the society, then they shouldn't be treated differently. some people don't give a shit on people like drug addicts and gamblers, but they seemed to have problems with gays.. weird huh..? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gay relationship will never last long, cuz you'll never get to married. all u'l have is a miserable life, especially when u have to deal with problems all by urself. maybe the gayness in u is permanent but when it comes to full commitment in relationship and marriage, no. i haven't seen a gay couple who can live normally like husband and wife for the rest of the life, for years, maybe, forever , nope.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;anyway, i still have to say that, gay is not a choice, so they don't deserve that kind of discrimination and harassment. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finally, my point is, I'm not encouraging gays but rather, I'm respecting their rights.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-268411000342092324?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/268411000342092324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=268411000342092324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/268411000342092324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/268411000342092324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/05/gays.html' title='Gays'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-1010141397201155238</id><published>2010-04-30T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T01:06:16.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perceiving LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;love can be conceptualized in terms of 3 basic components which is intimacy, passion, and commitment. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the intimacy component involve the feelings of warmth, closeness and connection in a relationship. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the passion component is motivational and consists of the drives that are involved in romantic and physical attraction, and sexual consummation. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the commitment component is largely cognitive and represents both the short term decision that one individual loves another and the long term commitment to maintain that love. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; just want a companion in life, there is no passion towards each other, only intimacy and commitment which can be seen in a long term marriages, in which sexual attraction has faded away. some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; just love base on passion alone, that is "love at first sight" where there is no real emotional intimacy and commitment. when someone says he/she likes u instead of love u, it means they only cares for u (as a friend) but have no passion or commitment to love u for the rest of his/her life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;theory of love from the book called psychological perspectives on human sexuality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its complicated, but if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; already in a relationship, which one plays a part in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; relationship? is it intimacy alone, passion alone, passion + commitment, all three components, or non?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its important to identify all this component, because feeling can be so deceiving that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; thought they are in a (love) relationship but actually its just a normal friendship... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;even when a person decides to go overboard by saying "i love u" or "i miss u" to another person (whom he/she is not close to), it could only be a friendship kinda love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how do u perceive love.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1010141397201155238?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/1010141397201155238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=1010141397201155238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1010141397201155238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1010141397201155238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/love_30.html' title='perceiving LOVE'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-2157683624708789541</id><published>2010-04-29T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:11:13.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a funny dream</title><content type='html'>i had a weird dream but its funny, i dreamt of my dad actually.&lt;br /&gt;when i was younger, he always fool us.. he always "steal" our stuff and then act as if nothing has happen.. well.. this dream, is something similar to what i experienced when i was young, i lost my wallet in that dream, but of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; this time is different because i had more important cards and id in my wallet, so i cant afford to lose it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i somehow lost my wallet in that dream, and at that moment when i saw my dad standing right at the corner of the scene in my dream, with that INNOCENT look on his face, i confirmed him as the culprit and i said to him without even any clarifications :" do u think its funny, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIVE IT BACK TO ME &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LAHHH&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yeah, like always, he did it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he's not a bad person, he's just a childish dad, that's all ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another funny thing my dad did is, he'l called me EVERYDAY and ask the SAME question. no joke, EVERYDAY. here's the questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where are u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;when's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; last paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when are u coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drive slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i give that SAME answer to him EVERYDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya, about driving back home from uni, he'l call me AT LEAST 10 times, yeah, not 8 not 9 , TEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i know he's just trying to show more concern. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i don't blame him for that.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2157683624708789541?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2157683624708789541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2157683624708789541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2157683624708789541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2157683624708789541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/funny-dream.html' title='a funny dream'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-6298993769102907272</id><published>2010-04-27T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T01:08:28.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>4 down, 1 to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;i had my math paper this morning, it was not too difficult but it was tricky though! the thing i hated about the education system here (especially fluid mechanics) is that the question in finals are always different from what we learn in our syllabus, its like, there are alot of things that are not mentioned in the module, but is being tested during finals!anyway, i did quite badly in math today, as a matter of fact that fluid mechanic is a "gone case"(i doubt i could even pass) to me, i need to score math and other paper to pull up my pointer. SIGH. i regret for not taking this semester seriously, to be honest, i don't even feel like I'm part of this university, (except for debate) sometimes I'm envious with people who can balance up between study and social life. and I'm always struggling to do that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;another 7 days to my sem break, i wil be in my own paradise where i don't have to experience water rations, rural lifestyle and boring lifestyle that revolve only around studies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just wanna enjoy ma life.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ps: i love music!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6298993769102907272?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6298993769102907272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6298993769102907272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6298993769102907272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6298993769102907272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-down-1-to-go.html' title='4 down, 1 to go'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-2808137673656341906</id><published>2010-04-27T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:38:21.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>menghitung hari</title><content type='html'>Menghitung hari&lt;br /&gt;Detik demi detik&lt;br /&gt;Masa ku nanti apa kan ada&lt;br /&gt;Jalan cerita kisah yang panjang&lt;br /&gt;Menghitung hari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padamkan saja&lt;br /&gt;Kobar asmaramu&lt;br /&gt;Jika putik itu takkan ada&lt;br /&gt;Yang aku minta tulus hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Bukan puitis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chorus*&lt;br /&gt;Pergi saja cintamu pergi&lt;br /&gt;Bilang saja pada semua&lt;br /&gt;Biar semua tahu adanya&lt;br /&gt;Diriku kini sendiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padamkan saja&lt;br /&gt;Kobar asmaramu&lt;br /&gt;Jika putik itu takkan ada&lt;br /&gt;Yang aku minta tulus hatimu&lt;br /&gt;bukan puitis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat chorus x2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2808137673656341906?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2808137673656341906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2808137673656341906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2808137673656341906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2808137673656341906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/menghitung-hari.html' title='menghitung hari'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-79972204456918964</id><published>2010-04-26T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T06:21:42.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i "love" math.</title><content type='html'>math is the only subject i never like, but its also the only subject &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; quite confident in. not to say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; good but i have to strive in this sub because i screwed one of my paper and math is the only subject which can help pull up my pointer. i never like math, its boring, its stupid, its a total rubbish, its..............................&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; currently having prob with the last 2 chapter which will be compulsory in final, i must thank my lecturer for being "SO" dedicated, and not to forget its creator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S9WBZgAu-6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/30S7Eo0Q3_0/s1600/524px-Fourier2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464415997973691298" style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S9WBZgAu-6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/30S7Eo0Q3_0/s400/524px-Fourier2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; glad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; already "gone"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-79972204456918964?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/79972204456918964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=79972204456918964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/79972204456918964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/79972204456918964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-3-math.html' title='i &quot;love&quot; math.'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S9WBZgAu-6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/30S7Eo0Q3_0/s72-c/524px-Fourier2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-3045182680559057969</id><published>2010-04-24T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T09:17:09.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harassment</title><content type='html'>if someone intrude your privacy, check on your mobile phone and your laptop every time u're not around, what would you do? even though u had warn them not to touch your things or check on ur laptop for no reason, they still do it.&lt;br /&gt;they thought you have secrets, so they dig on ur stuff every time u're not around. once they found something that they thought is a little secret of u, they harass u in front of so many ppl. what would u do? scold him? whack him? keep quiet?&lt;br /&gt;he is a s.o.a.b.who doesn't know how to spell the word "respect".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-3045182680559057969?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/3045182680559057969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=3045182680559057969' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3045182680559057969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3045182680559057969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/harassment.html' title='harassment'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-2383481184869392695</id><published>2010-04-22T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T02:50:04.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U.S military don't ask don't tell policy</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before i expressed my point of view, let me give u guys a brief introduction on the policy base on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wikepedia&lt;/span&gt; and some other sources. Don't ask don't tell policy is a policy that restrict the U.S military from efforts to discover or reveal closeted gay or homosexual. the policy prohibits anyone who engage in homosexual act from serving in the armed forces of the united states because it would create  an unacceptable risk to the high standards of morale, discipline and unit cohesion that are the essence of military capability. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;under this policy, homosexual are not allowed to reveal their sexual orientation and superiors are not allow to ask. basically, the whole issue about homosexual should be ignored totally otherwise you will be discharged if you are found to be "one of them". since the policy was first introduced in 1993, the military has discharged over 13,000 troops from the military.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ACCORDING to the military policy, homosexual are considered incompatible with military service because homosexual is a form of mental defect. therefore, they (homosexual) should be completely ban from serving the military based on "medical criteria". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i would say that this is a pure discrimination based on sexual orientation and therefore it should be avoided. as i know, the people of U.S practice and exercise their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;human's&lt;/span&gt; right to the fullest, unless their acts are against the social norm or it bring harms to the society otherwise their right to serve the military should not be denied even if they are gay, and not to mention that gay is not even a mental defect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this policy &lt;strong&gt;seems &lt;/strong&gt;to have a little "protection" on gay men and lesbian because when people don't ask and you don't reveal, no one will found out that you are homosexual, and you can still continue serving the military. its like, under this policy, no one will check on you whether u are homo or not, and in the same time, u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; reveal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;urself&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; HOWEVER, the whole issue about discrimination is still there, because homosexual individual can serve the military but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nOT&lt;/span&gt; OPENLY serve. this policy only prevent the issue from being mentioned. it  simply ignore the problem by allowing homosexual individual to serve the military with a condition of "don't ask don't tell".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if homosexuals are not allowed because people think that they have problem getting along with this people, i would say its a total nonsense. homosexuals should not be prejudged by the society and should not be accused of being incapable and incompatible just because of who they are. they should not be discriminated at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;president of the states &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;barack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;obama&lt;/span&gt; says that he will repeal the law that denies gay Americans the right to serve their country they love because of who they are. well, I'm waiting.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lolzz&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;herek&lt;/span&gt;, PhD, associate research psychologist at the university of California states that the question is not whether sexual minority can be successfully integrated into the military, rather the issue is whether the united state is willing to repudiate its current practice of anti gay discrimination and address the challenges associated with a new policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, the whole point of this blog is, I'm going to have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt; style debate tonight. gosh.. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2383481184869392695?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2383481184869392695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2383481184869392695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2383481184869392695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2383481184869392695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/us-military-dont-ask-dont-tell-policy.html' title='U.S military don&apos;t ask don&apos;t tell policy'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-3570768228100268602</id><published>2010-04-21T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:30:35.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>upcoming tournament</title><content type='html'>i know AUDC is a good opportunity and yet i did not grab it, this debate tournament wil be held in assumption university in thailand (i wonder why is it call assumption, kinda weird). the only reason to that is because im not good yet and i really need to brush up my skills first. maybe next sem or next year when im really ready for it, i will try to take part. by that time, i hope i will still have that chance to take part in competition especially the one in overseas. haha..its really awesome especially when everything is paid by the university and we get to free food and stay in 4 stars hotel for free. *im missing mdo already. (malaysian debate open which was held in melaka.) for now, let me just focus in my finals and later on get my self busy with sem breaks. haha=)&lt;br /&gt;ps: i wont wanna get myself involve in debate during sem break and if it happen i could go for any of the tournament, i dont wanna go as an adjudicator! hell no!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-3570768228100268602?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/3570768228100268602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=3570768228100268602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3570768228100268602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3570768228100268602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/upcoming-tournament.html' title='upcoming tournament'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-2177788641284362220</id><published>2010-04-18T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:07:50.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>i read some political blog today, and it contained mostly bias and racism comments. if i would to talk about political stuff rite now, it will be a non ending thingy. i don know what is really happening in the political world in our country, but i think they are being too dramatic, when some bird brain come up with some stupid ideas, another dumb ass wanna show off his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intelligence&lt;/span&gt;, and this provoke another brainless individual, and that is how political chaos happen. why can't we just respect each other. my friends (other races) and i have no problem when it comes to integration, but some other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; just cant get along well with each others. perhaps there are too many questions on unfairness..? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2177788641284362220?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2177788641284362220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2177788641284362220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2177788641284362220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2177788641284362220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-6061796858703049695</id><published>2010-04-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T08:49:40.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this house believe that being single is happy^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, obviously its not gonna be a debate because i partially agree to that motion. (first rule in debate, never contradict with ur own points) so I'm just gonna tell u my point of view.. i read laily's note on facebook, and i thought its pretty interesting because to be single or not, seems to be a hot topic to be discussed. here it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i was single, i always believe that, i can do what ever i want, and flirt with whoever i want, without having the need to worry about my "GF" controlling me, and obviously nobody will give a damn on that. being single is like a total freedom to me, being single is happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but when "love" comes into the picture, it is just too irresistible to accept. I've seen how a partner brings motivations and indescribable joy to someones life and i believe that love is beautiful. love could bring u to the extend where sometimes u overspend like u're a rich man's son, but u didn't have to give a damn cuz u just know how to dig out money god knows how u did it. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it is that kind of indescribable bliss that love brings into ur life that I'm so believe in the power of love, and i won't regret if i have to go through all the up and down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's the big contradiction, sometimes when a person is over concerned with the other half, this is where arguments and hatred comes into the picture. people starts to lose hope on love, especially when they break up and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the aftermath of break up, can be so bad that most ppl say its better not to get involve in relationship and basically that's the only reason why ppl give excuse not to be in a relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wanna know how bad the aftermath could be? here it goes again, ppl go emo for weeks, dream of the impossible for months, skip meal and lose weights, lose hope, lose focus in study, and in the end, screw up everything in life, including studies, friends, and family. just to add on a little bit, ppl could get mental disorder and have to consult a psychologist. sounds exaggerating but that is what happen in today's world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;however, (contradict again) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still believe&lt;/span&gt; in love.. i believe that, relationship, especially the failed one, could make us learn and have a more rational and mature thinking in life, from relationship, we learn how to be tough and how to get over with unnecessary gloominess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we tend to set a rule, or, our own principle in a relationship, maybe to prevent something unpleasant to happen? or for some cases where ppl don't think its necessary to be in a relationship, they tend to have that kind of mindset, but in the end when love appear in front of you,trust me, you'll deny and ignore all ur pre set principles. (i did that too). lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;struggling to reach to the 10th point, i think being single can be happy, but the "loneliness" in it freaks me out. i can go out with a bunch of friends but still feel that kind loneliness. haha.. well, i guess I'm trying to psych myself up here to say that love is beautiful, and am looking forward to it^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6061796858703049695?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6061796858703049695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6061796858703049695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6061796858703049695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6061796858703049695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-house-believe-that-being-single-is.html' title='this house believe that being single is happy^^'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-3546217279429276913</id><published>2010-04-16T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T02:31:18.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>debate workshop</title><content type='html'>ppl will definitely call me coward as i fail to turn up for the last day of debate workshop, it was also an evaluation day by our coach, surfi ( the one i respect alot)&lt;br /&gt;well, i don know what to say, i just dont feel like going. cuz i've alot to do.. and my guilt is holding me back. cuz i really have alot to study!&lt;br /&gt;during the workshop, i got the most inspiring comment from surfi, both good and bad, and i learn alot from him, i got my very first 75 from him, and also the very first harsh comments from him, but then, im more motivated and more into debate now.. its a good sign i guess,cuz im putting more knowledge into my 3.8 kg fragile brain.&lt;br /&gt;well, for todays evaluation, all the best to my friends, good luck and have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;*coming up next wil be some pictures and biography of surfi, we're proud to have him here. although he's too harsh on us sometimes. T.T&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-3546217279429276913?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/3546217279429276913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=3546217279429276913' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3546217279429276913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3546217279429276913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/debate-workshop.html' title='debate workshop'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-1089176961368393879</id><published>2010-04-10T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T07:27:41.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>young kenneth</title><content type='html'>just some random old photos of me.. here is the young kenneth, who use to be the prince... i mean he gets whatever he wants. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S8CGGZqZBAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XEaXCbsUdv4/s1600/n562403604_385332_3645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458510192899064834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S8CGGZqZBAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XEaXCbsUdv4/s400/n562403604_385332_3645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S8CGRZ6_bUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/pKmrDm99pcA/s1600/n562403604_385333_7541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458510381947252034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S8CGRZ6_bUI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/pKmrDm99pcA/s400/n562403604_385333_7541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S8CJ_9yjz2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/8NiAzO1ZB10/s1600/P1080971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458514480384429922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S8CJ_9yjz2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/8NiAzO1ZB10/s400/P1080971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;untill pincess audrey came in the pic 15 years ago..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's the boss now. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S8CI4D1vGJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/36Myg7SO2Fw/s1600/22335_313912648604_562403604_3419442_926661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458513245057783954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S8CI4D1vGJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/36Myg7SO2Fw/s400/22335_313912648604_562403604_3419442_926661_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess which one is ma mom.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats the end, i just got rid of ma boredom^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to study!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1089176961368393879?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/1089176961368393879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=1089176961368393879' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1089176961368393879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1089176961368393879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/young-kenneth.html' title='young kenneth'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S8CGGZqZBAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/XEaXCbsUdv4/s72-c/n562403604_385332_3645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-4686355054690494389</id><published>2010-04-09T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:40:33.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its about debate, again.</title><content type='html'>i just screwed debate like how i've been screwing everything around me &gt;.&lt;. but it was fun and i just  like my friends there. lolz. i always brag about how debate helps improve our general knowledge and speaking skills, its quite true sometimes, as we need to read alot before we debate.. and SEE, i have to read the news on north korea now! but im still not a good debater yet lar.. :( anyway, its ok i guess. cause the whole purpose of me being in this club is still about fun! friends and self enrichment.^^&lt;br /&gt;** i hate the loud man who is coming to our uni next tuesday cuz i know he'l be real harsh on us i think.. and gosh, pls dont bang me so hard.! not every debater can handle sarcasms well u know, especially the poor one like me.:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-4686355054690494389?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/4686355054690494389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=4686355054690494389' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4686355054690494389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4686355054690494389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-about-debate-again.html' title='its about debate, again.'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-6121114492454481847</id><published>2010-04-08T02:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T05:21:16.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the most difficult situation a person could be is most probably to pretend to be someone else, have u been into that kind of situation? it somehow make me recall of a song called reflection by christina aguilera.. and her version is still the best among al. talking about pretending, i just hate to disguise or wear a mask but in many cases i have no choice but to do so. as a result, people don't really know much about me, i can bet on that. and yeah, most of the time, im just &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;faking&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT, &lt;/span&gt; i did not fake on my attitude, I'm still who i am, i just fake on some other things, things that is more towards... the "truth" i guess..LOL.. anyway, u wil not understand this as it didn't meant to be understandable! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a very good song i wanna share &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXHWyuNDu2w"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXHWyuNDu2w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know its old but its in case if u guys never listen to that song before. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; totally forgotten about debate until jen wei called up when im still typing, and thanks for reminding, have to stop here !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6121114492454481847?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6121114492454481847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6121114492454481847' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6121114492454481847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6121114492454481847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/disguise.html' title='disguise'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-464703966992141679</id><published>2010-04-07T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:51:59.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sushi at kinsahi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7y1jKmMCFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/h8871DBmHcc/s1600/27032010056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457436464210774098" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7y1jKmMCFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/h8871DBmHcc/s400/27032010056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7y0R2owWlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/tXguJ5w2kYc/s1600/27032010055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457435067283429970" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7y0R2owWlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/tXguJ5w2kYc/s400/27032010055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7y0RpI4Q7I/AAAAAAAAANw/7f0pijH8JAY/s1600/27032010059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457435063660069810" style="WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7y0RpI4Q7I/AAAAAAAAANw/7f0pijH8JAY/s400/27032010059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7yzvyE8QGI/AAAAAAAAANo/di2EwQlDsw0/s1600/27032010058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457434481943920738" style="WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7yzvyE8QGI/AAAAAAAAANo/di2EwQlDsw0/s400/27032010058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this particular restaurant is expensive! and i dont normally go there, thanks to ann, the most "luxurious" friend i ever have who dragged me into that restaurant. (she's so gonna kill me) &lt;div&gt;basically this is what i do when im stress and bored, i'l just dine in to any restaurant and pampered my self with some foods, of cause my guilt will sets a limit to every luxury im enjoying. lolz..so, don't mistaken me as a spoilt brat k.. cuz im not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i hate bossy people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i hate smart ppl trying to act stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i hate hypocrites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I LOVE MY SELF SO MUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-464703966992141679?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/464703966992141679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=464703966992141679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/464703966992141679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/464703966992141679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/sushi-at-kinsahi.html' title='sushi at kinsahi'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7y1jKmMCFI/AAAAAAAAAOA/h8871DBmHcc/s72-c/27032010056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-7539806109164998286</id><published>2010-04-06T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:29:23.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up call</title><content type='html'>i just broke my own record for being lowest in fluid mechanics, and i was horrendously SHOCKED. seriously the gap between my marks and my friends' are extremely high, and i don't understand at all. i don't understand why did it happened when I'm doing the same everything they did. i mean, assignments, quiz etc. (SAME ANSWER, different mark). looking back at the tests, i was darn stupid to have made all the mistake which now i think is was quite easy. seriously i haven't been so disappointed like this before ever since i got in to uni. 3 credit hours is alot to me, and i how could i ever screwed that paper. haiz. i know I've been drifting away alot lately, skipped class like, uncountable times, but i still put in necessary effort though, OKAY, maybe not much, but do i deserve this kinda "wake up call" ? F-ed up! it totally ruined my day, as i happily borrowed a travel book from the library and busy fantasizing on vacations (as though I'm rolling in it), habis la now..all my mood, GONE...i have 2 books now, from the library, which i don't even feel like touching it. anyway all i can do now is to try my best and hope for a B-.  thank god I'm almost done with all my assignments and its time to study for finals. haiz. pls pray for meT.T&lt;br /&gt;(something i got from email that best describe me, just focus on the last part at the bottom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7uotdnDX_I/AAAAAAAAANg/LfqkGoSsl8E/s1600/ATT00004"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457140872485494770" style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7uotdnDX_I/AAAAAAAAANg/LfqkGoSsl8E/s400/ATT00004" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-7539806109164998286?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/7539806109164998286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=7539806109164998286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7539806109164998286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7539806109164998286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/wake-up-call.html' title='wake up call'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S7uotdnDX_I/AAAAAAAAANg/LfqkGoSsl8E/s72-c/ATT00004' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-1977708809356953656</id><published>2010-04-04T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T04:58:15.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI3MDM4MjIxNDg5MCZwdD*xMjcwMzgyMjgxMDYyJnA9MTQ2NDgxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1iMTc*YmMxZDY2ODI*/YzkyYmJhYzcwNjJjMDUyYWY3ZCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s03.flagcounter.com/more/uwKL"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s03.flagcounter.com/count/uwKL/bg=FFFFFF/txt=000000/border=CCCCCC/columns=2/maxflags=12/viewers=0/labels=0/" alt="free counters" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1977708809356953656?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/1977708809356953656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=1977708809356953656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1977708809356953656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1977708809356953656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/free-counters.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-2873525624172090919</id><published>2010-04-04T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T05:39:27.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fire drill &amp; some updates.</title><content type='html'>last night was probably one of the most dramatic day i ever had in uni. when i was awaken up by the alarm, i thought it was a real fire burning down our hostel or something like that, but after that only i realise that it was just a fire drill. anyway, it happened like 2.30 am in the morning and that's why i was so pissed off as i was already asleep by then! it was darn stupid, most of them were wearing their shorts and some with their boxer on, which is prohibited in our uni... no body cares if they will be fine or not. btw, its not cheap ok, once u are caught wearing shorts, they will fine u RM50, but of cause u can stil bargain. lolz&lt;br /&gt;anyway, although it was annoying, i think i shouldn't blame the uni because it is for our own good. arh, suddenly feel bad for posting something nasty about my own uni in facebook! anyway it was quite dramatic as i said because there were ambulance and fire trucks arriving at the scene just after we gather by the field, as though there is a real fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;today's weather was really good and im in the mood to study for finals.. i hope it Will be     easy.. 15 more days to my first paper. and hopefully the plan work for this week.. Singing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;easily spent more than 500 already, just in few days time.T_T..  excluding the new phone my mom bought for me.. lolz..got to save some for sem break!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;still not used to it...-.-  but is getting better!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2873525624172090919?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2873525624172090919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2873525624172090919' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2873525624172090919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2873525624172090919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/fire-drill-some-updates.html' title='fire drill &amp; some updates.'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-6857433075217535759</id><published>2010-04-02T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:51:33.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some ppl</title><content type='html'>two blogs in a day doesn't mean I'm too free ok.. i just have this sudden urge to express myself. i feel that, no matter where and who we are dealing with, we have to be as generous as possible. cuz only generosity and tolerance will avoid arguments, fights, and hatred, and will make others like you. some ppl are afraid of other ppl causing harm on them, so they took the first step to harm others. some think that other ppl will not like them, so they took the first move to bad mouth the so call other ppl.. i just felt so uneasy and uncomfortable with this ppl. haiz. actually i have alot to write but i guess i should stop here, cuz i don wanna provoke that some ppl. haizz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6857433075217535759?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6857433075217535759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6857433075217535759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6857433075217535759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6857433075217535759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-ppl.html' title='some ppl'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-8580366410370717802</id><published>2010-04-02T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:47:45.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love?</title><content type='html'>there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;millions&lt;/span&gt; of ways &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; define love, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mistaken lust for love. there is one thing i use to believe, which is "i love u forever". but now i  think that it is just an empty promise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; made without knowing the impact of the words, especially during the period of time when the lust is strong... it causes a huge impact on a person especially when the other half  suddenly ask for a break. so learn how to get over with it when it happens on you. sometimes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; change in a glimpse, just like that. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;u'l&lt;/span&gt; be shocked to death. what ever it is, love your self more than others, and keep yourself busy occupied with friends, family, works and ENTERTAINMENT.. trust me, in the end of the day, u will still need them...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-8580366410370717802?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/8580366410370717802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=8580366410370717802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8580366410370717802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8580366410370717802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/04/love.html' title='Love?'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-2116268510304124799</id><published>2010-03-31T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:19:09.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freee^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;the mood seems to be better, the thinking starts to be rational, the attitude seems to be proper, but its kinda late for tommorow's paper. WHATEVER!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i got my free handphone from mom, she wants me to pay her back but i guess its not gonna happen..! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i know im a big spender, i don know where i got so much money i just spend all i want, and guess what, im still planning on something to spend on..my mom's gonna screw me up if she reads this. lolz but im gonna tell her the very same thing i always repeat over and over again.. *&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spending alot of money&lt;/span&gt;* is totally different from *&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not spending money wisely&lt;/span&gt;*! dengan itu, thanks for the credit card!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when i got my exam slip today, i some how felt excited about it, cuz it means that sem break is just around the corner..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;*sometimes i stil think about it, but.. its time to set myself free.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2116268510304124799?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2116268510304124799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2116268510304124799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2116268510304124799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2116268510304124799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/03/freee.html' title='freee^^'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-3158573012251595562</id><published>2010-03-29T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:23:28.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>i think I'll be more relax after this week as all the due dates for assignments are before this week, which also include 2 upcoming test. after getting done with all the "nonsense", its time to catch up with what I'd left behind. As i screwed most of my test 2, i need to put in a little more effort in assignments and  spend a little more time to study for finals, and after that, it'll be another long break again. what should i do besides langkawi trip with ma housemates? sigh. i want something more interesting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-3158573012251595562?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/3158573012251595562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=3158573012251595562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3158573012251595562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/3158573012251595562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/03/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-549091658516119877</id><published>2010-03-28T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:02:44.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its time to move</title><content type='html'>it was tempting enough to make me stay and admire. at the time i fall, the soothing wind comfort me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;, heal the sorrows and bring lots of joys, at times, its like in seventh heaven.. until when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; decided to stay, he whispered at my ear and there i woke up. its only a dream, and i realise i have to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S6-KjG5wMQI/AAAAAAAAANY/L7EZISODYps/s1600/rattanakosin-bangkok-countryside-tours-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453730009521860866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S6-KjG5wMQI/AAAAAAAAANY/L7EZISODYps/s400/rattanakosin-bangkok-countryside-tours-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*and is still hoping though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-549091658516119877?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/549091658516119877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=549091658516119877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/549091658516119877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/549091658516119877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-time-to-move.html' title='its time to move'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S6-KjG5wMQI/AAAAAAAAANY/L7EZISODYps/s72-c/rattanakosin-bangkok-countryside-tours-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-1117927053079143560</id><published>2010-03-19T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:37:44.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T_T</title><content type='html'>at times, i felt so dumb, i just do things without thinking of the consequences. whenever i feel like doing something, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'l&lt;/span&gt; just put on hold all my other stuff and just focus on that particular things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; doing. sometimes, i do things without thinking of the rationality of doing it. one very good example is buying a broadband, the thought suddenly came in, and i went straight to buy.&lt;br /&gt;if only i have a little more patience, i guess things will just move on smoothly. i just feel that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; messed up everything now. and i can't control my emotions too. my mood sways..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1117927053079143560?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/1117927053079143560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=1117927053079143560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1117927053079143560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1117927053079143560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/03/tt.html' title='T_T'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-6383133453457285035</id><published>2010-03-14T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:14:27.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just random</title><content type='html'>at one point i thought its gonna be miserable for like, the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;, but i was surprise to see how the wound healed. still thinking of that "issue", i guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just so immune to it and i really don't wanna bother anymore. sometimes, past experience do scare us, and restrict us from doing what we like, but its also not bad to at least think about it, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what i always do, dream of something that is always not going to come true. anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still contemplating a new start in journey, but not so soon i guess. all i can say is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really glad to have such a good friend. and i hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; always have that luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;khorb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;koon&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6383133453457285035?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6383133453457285035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6383133453457285035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6383133453457285035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6383133453457285035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-random.html' title='just random'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-6647670724485430758</id><published>2010-03-12T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T22:13:59.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something u wont understand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; supposed to go back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;klang&lt;/span&gt; by today, but  it has been difficult to me to decide as i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things not settled yet.  as usual, the assignments and test and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;quiz-es&lt;/span&gt; is a non ending thingy, perhaps, staying here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;batu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pahat&lt;/span&gt; would be the best option. in one month time, i will be sitting for my finals and after that, its gonna be the end of first year, and yeah, time flies. i still remember how i use to blog before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stpm&lt;/span&gt;, and now first year is going to end very soon. its like, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; before exam and breaks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; blog the same thing. but anyway, the journey is obviously not going to end here.&lt;br /&gt;talking about journey, i made the biggest decision in my life somewhere in august during upper six, and along the path, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; experienced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of up and downs, and the decision i made, proved me wrong. at times i struggled so hard, to fight against my instinct, instinct that tells me its not going to work, at times i drug myself with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fantacies&lt;/span&gt; and belief that is not true. and i obviously know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; stubborn, but sometimes i just cant help myself with it.&lt;br /&gt;its just too hard to let go.&lt;br /&gt;but i already did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6647670724485430758?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6647670724485430758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6647670724485430758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6647670724485430758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6647670724485430758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-u-wont-understand.html' title='something u wont understand.'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-645390978400450408</id><published>2010-03-12T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:18:14.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>melaka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p182dKG3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jwCSYLOHh3Y/s1600-h/DSC02176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447796387528448882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p182dKG3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jwCSYLOHh3Y/s400/DSC02176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p18Lnz1aI/AAAAAAAAANI/zP2tipZbTtg/s1600-h/DSC02156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447796376030401954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p18Lnz1aI/AAAAAAAAANI/zP2tipZbTtg/s400/DSC02156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p17YLRrSI/AAAAAAAAANA/isFsBpnJKCQ/s1600-h/DSC01566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447796362220514594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p17YLRrSI/AAAAAAAAANA/isFsBpnJKCQ/s400/DSC01566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p16vtlCVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/_0FCoJqtAms/s1600-h/DSC01584v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447796351358536018" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p16vtlCVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/_0FCoJqtAms/s400/DSC01584v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p15iMwwbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FF4_IeWBj54/s1600-h/P1013176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447796330551361970" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p15iMwwbI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FF4_IeWBj54/s400/P1013176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big one! gurmit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxeDKWQsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Db_K87HCoA8/s1600-h/P1013393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447791460316758722" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxeDKWQsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Db_K87HCoA8/s400/P1013393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nina&lt;/span&gt;, shes cute! i miss her ghost stories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxdSTHygI/AAAAAAAAAMg/t38TocBsLcY/s1600-h/P1013496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447791447200221698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxdSTHygI/AAAAAAAAAMg/t38TocBsLcY/s400/P1013496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;standing beside me is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ferras&lt;/span&gt;, he is from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;qatar&lt;/span&gt; and he was good!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxcuoZKmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ylIHwrvBYZk/s1600-h/P1013422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447791437625764450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxcuoZKmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ylIHwrvBYZk/s400/P1013422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally have one pic of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;laili&lt;/span&gt; here, shes funny.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxcKtEaGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/mWeCc0muJ2Y/s1600-h/DSC016122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447791427981699170" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxcKtEaGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/mWeCc0muJ2Y/s400/DSC016122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that very typical building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxbS7MMRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7DdV40N0IHw/s1600-h/DSC02168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447791413008544018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pxbS7MMRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7DdV40N0IHw/s400/DSC02168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pup88MdDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AplNOWnTl-U/s1600-h/DSC02104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447788366270329906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pup88MdDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AplNOWnTl-U/s400/DSC02104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you guys know it is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;melaka&lt;/span&gt; rite? no need explanation rite? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pupEAWccI/AAAAAAAAAL4/I6VXKUanuBQ/s1600-h/DSC02101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447788350986940866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5pupEAWccI/AAAAAAAAAL4/I6VXKUanuBQ/s400/DSC02101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haslina&lt;/span&gt;, one of the very good debater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5puoYVPXhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Ej6s9jsbh_Y/s1600-h/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447788339263397394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5puoYVPXhI/AAAAAAAAALw/Ej6s9jsbh_Y/s400/DSC01570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very typical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nyonya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cendol&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;gula&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;melaka&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5punj9K_yI/AAAAAAAAALo/9_oupViKbec/s1600-h/DSC01569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447788325203803938" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5punj9K_yI/AAAAAAAAALo/9_oupViKbec/s400/DSC01569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;places where only tricycle can be found! cute &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jonker&lt;/span&gt; street! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how come i couldnt find pictures of tan, kung, and agi!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-645390978400450408?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/645390978400450408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=645390978400450408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/645390978400450408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/645390978400450408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/03/melaka.html' title='melaka'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S5p182dKG3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jwCSYLOHh3Y/s72-c/DSC02176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-2938860158694649188</id><published>2010-03-10T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:42:14.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don even have a title on this blog</title><content type='html'>its funny to have read one of my friends blog on "marriage means washing his underwear", in a way, i agree too.. but the ladies are smart nowadays, because they dont wash "his" undi's anymore, their KIDS do it!! you know why many ppl are afraid of getting married, because they are afraid of responsibilities. haha. i don know, but having a proper family seems to be a better thing in life, though many ppl just don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;well, some updates ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i initially had alot of things to blog, happy moments with my friends in melaka, and some funny stuff happening there, but i somehow lost that mood! sigh..... not feeling too right recently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have u guys experience that kind of feeling that, u are unable to share it with other ppl? unable to express due to some reason, and u just had to keep it to ur self and settle ur own problem.. sigh~ im exactly in that kind of position. i just hope i can get over with it as soon as possible! i want my normal life back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-2938860158694649188?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/2938860158694649188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=2938860158694649188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2938860158694649188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/2938860158694649188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-don-even-have-title-on-this-blog.html' title='i don even have a title on this blog'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-8906689720710800539</id><published>2010-03-04T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T18:14:15.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update!</title><content type='html'>this week is a total busy week for me.. i wanna say sorry to those who need my help and yet i couldn't do anything to help you guys. sigh! i had two test 3 reports 2 assignments which i need to settle it by this week, i skipped 3 classes just to tied up those loose ends! and today, in leaving for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;melaka&lt;/span&gt;... (official purpose k, not main main)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel really guilty about not helping out with anything, but i got no choice!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; leaving in about one hour time.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not expecting anything from this competition, but i hope it will be an eye opening experience for me as there will be international students..&lt;br /&gt;and before i finish i just wanna wish those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; society members all the best, and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kenegaraan&lt;/span&gt; group member , good luck in presentations, and thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hani&lt;/span&gt; for the updates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-8906689720710800539?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/8906689720710800539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=8906689720710800539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8906689720710800539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8906689720710800539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/03/quick-update.html' title='quick update!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-6366073931648849066</id><published>2010-02-19T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T10:55:26.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some updates before uni starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S37dsci9K6I/AAAAAAAAALg/LLhJzEPkdio/s1600-h/P1090058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440029155556928418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S37dsci9K6I/AAAAAAAAALg/LLhJzEPkdio/s400/P1090058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S37dQEKcG_I/AAAAAAAAALY/DBoa4M3yq9I/s1600-h/P1090239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440028667975310322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S37dQEKcG_I/AAAAAAAAALY/DBoa4M3yq9I/s400/P1090239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S37c_emVCiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/7-kGYtVcDlg/s1600-h/P1090240.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S37cy1O3oYI/AAAAAAAAALI/VfAwIRCvUWo/s1600-h/P1090060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440028165751153026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S37cy1O3oYI/AAAAAAAAALI/VfAwIRCvUWo/s400/P1090060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its over.. i miss the moment where we had our family gathering and dinner! and i realise im getting old to recieve ang paos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i definitely had done alot of things during this holiday.. and i spend alot as well.. easily above 500 .. haizzz.. dare not calculate any further!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he only thing i haven't touch is my assignments and studies..! and im feeling so guilty about it!! ARGHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought im gonna miss meeting up with school mates...but it all went on smoothly... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im meeting up with my housemates tmr! wil go one U and bah kut teh!! haaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going back to johor this sunday, im gonna miss al my friends in klang, miss all the foods and all the luxuries....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i realise its going to be 3 AM, just got back home not long ago from mamak, need to get some rest.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6366073931648849066?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6366073931648849066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6366073931648849066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6366073931648849066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6366073931648849066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-updates-before-uni-starts.html' title='some updates before uni starts'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S37dsci9K6I/AAAAAAAAALg/LLhJzEPkdio/s72-c/P1090058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-1711185956646599219</id><published>2010-02-14T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:55:35.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of chinese new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnmPNlYYI/AAAAAAAAALA/bkwURNHpJaA/s1600-h/P1090010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438140087921893762" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnmPNlYYI/AAAAAAAAALA/bkwURNHpJaA/s400/P1090010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my lovely cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnl7ki4jI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yJB5DJ4Gxfk/s1600-h/P1080994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438140082649489970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnl7ki4jI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yJB5DJ4Gxfk/s400/P1080994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its part of my new year shirt!! i just like the black and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnlnJAxjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GhLeGc3BrKI/s1600-h/P1080993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438140077165299250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnlnJAxjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GhLeGc3BrKI/s400/P1080993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say we have to drink this on the first day, something sweet.. longan. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnlI4X4-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/oasKXxQIm-Y/s1600-h/P1080989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438140069042447330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnlI4X4-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/oasKXxQIm-Y/s400/P1080989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnk131HSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Xx-W2odI4gw/s1600-h/P1080988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438140063939894562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnk131HSI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Xx-W2odI4gw/s400/P1080988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment everyone is waiting for, ANG PAO! with lots of money loaded in it. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the whole purpose of chinese new year is not really because of money, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ang pao is just a symbol of good luck, usually given to those who are not married yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gmFO8ZxzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-Nw6k5-rc-w/s1600-h/P1080985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438138421402519346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gmFO8ZxzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-Nw6k5-rc-w/s400/P1080985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in colin's house.&lt;br /&gt;busy taking other ppl's picture, i don even have time to take those of my own. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first day of chinese new year is always with family members. even if some cannot make it on the first day, on the second or third day, they Will definitely come over, its like a whole family reunion.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to 4 houses today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its only the first day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will upload photos soon!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-1711185956646599219?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/1711185956646599219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=1711185956646599219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1711185956646599219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/1711185956646599219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-day-of-chinese-new-year.html' title='first day of chinese new year'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3gnmPNlYYI/AAAAAAAAALA/bkwURNHpJaA/s72-c/P1090010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-4617810523109087513</id><published>2010-02-13T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:54:07.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3bpQSSY9ZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/c40WzIRLDDo/s1600-h/P1080960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437790066092602770" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3bpQSSY9ZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/c40WzIRLDDo/s400/P1080960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone knows we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; have to attend reunion lunch or dinner on the new year eve, and same goes to our family, i would call it a hectic day as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; not done any shopping before and i did it last minute with one of my friend, and then with mom again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we slept quite late because of the prayers, and honestly, without my mom, no one is going to know how to prepare  for the prayers, not even my dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and..........................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITS CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wannna&lt;/span&gt; wish everyone who read my blog a prosperous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; new year and may the year of tiger bring u lots of blessing, joy, wealth, and good health!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i just wanna shout out loud that its impossible to STUDY! during this holiday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; i have assignments not done yet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; society stuff not settle and a test to go.. CAN'T U BE MORE CONSIDERATE!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-4617810523109087513?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/4617810523109087513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=4617810523109087513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4617810523109087513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/4617810523109087513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-new-year-eve.html' title='chinese new year eve'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S3bpQSSY9ZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/c40WzIRLDDo/s72-c/P1080960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-8552023222694021324</id><published>2010-02-07T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:25:47.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp himpun?</title><content type='html'>the camp was on Friday, and HEP called up on Thursday to inform us! but anyway, its held in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tinggi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sedeli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;damai&lt;/span&gt; resort.. don't get caught with the name, though it sounds good..&lt;br /&gt;since its compulsory then i have to go, even though we were only informed by hep last minute.&lt;br /&gt;3 days in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tinggi&lt;/span&gt;, to be honest, this "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;himpun&lt;/span&gt;" camp, one Malaysia thingy, doesn't really work on me, no offence, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been to so many camp before, especially the longest one in national service which took me 3 months. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just so saturated with all this "patriotic" stuff. sometimes there are, some unsatisfactory on our own country, everyone does, but when it comes to getting along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; of all races, i got no problem at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;. in fact, to some certain extend I'm quite proud of my own country..and i do understand the history, so.. i have to say this camp is a waste of my time.. they should select some other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; who never participated in this kinda camps before.&lt;br /&gt;*some of the facilitator there are SO FREAKING dramatic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;... out of sudden, everyone got scolded by him, for no reason!! its like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;marah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tempat&lt;/span&gt;..for the very first time i felt so innocent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-8552023222694021324?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/8552023222694021324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=8552023222694021324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8552023222694021324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/8552023222694021324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/02/camp-himpun.html' title='camp himpun?'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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-5241684350151393126.post-5724529254258797701</id><published>2010-02-01T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:01:38.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S2bn_dj9_kI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BToENTfKEIg/s1600-h/cny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433285077922348610" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S2bn_dj9_kI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BToENTfKEIg/s400/cny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for chinese new year.. another 10 days....&lt;br /&gt;im still planning what to do in this holidays apart from just visiting,&lt;br /&gt;i don know whether it wil stil be as merry as before, but at least this year's celebration wil be quite different as im having some quests to stay over.&lt;br /&gt;erm 10 days, stil long rite? im having test in 2 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;busy online when im suppose to study&lt;br /&gt;and recently i eat alot of snacks and sweets,&lt;br /&gt;hve been eating twisties... and thank god i don have any instant noodles with me or else i'l sapu everything. now u know why when ppl go slimmer after exam and i dont!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-5724529254258797701?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/5724529254258797701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=5724529254258797701' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/5724529254258797701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/5724529254258797701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/02/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S2bn_dj9_kI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BToENTfKEIg/s72-c/cny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-892821905914532070</id><published>2010-01-28T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T09:39:46.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a MESSssss...</title><content type='html'>it was a mess, all the points suddenly lost position and went round and round above my head, i have difficulties choosing points and arranging it properly to elaborate and my rebuttal are almost baseless. sigh..it proved one thing, im not ready yet, but i'l still try my best, because the core of why im here is to learn. "death penalty on child rapist"?? that was the motion we were debating earlier just now. maybe u guys can think about it? but don crack your brain until u can't sleep at night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-extra things i wanna share, i normally dont wax my hair, i only wax it when the moon turn blue (once in a blue moon), haha, and today when i decided to wax my hair, the lecturer say class cancel, waste my effort only. and that pisses me off. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 6 days to math test 1&lt;br /&gt;* 13 days to fluid mechanics test 1&lt;br /&gt;i know its nerdy but i still wanna do that to remind my self about the test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-892821905914532070?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/892821905914532070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=892821905914532070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/892821905914532070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/892821905914532070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-messssss.html' title='what a MESSssss...'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-7020740737328518360</id><published>2010-01-27T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:01:49.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts that came in randomly</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was my first time wearing slipper to class, it was actually a replacement class at night. for the very first time i felt so not like a student! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i just receive some motions on debate. shall start researching as I'm so lack of knowledge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday is going to be my hectic day of the week throughout my whole semester. I'm going to have classes from morning 11 until 7. and debate training at 8. total 3 classes and 1 debate session, all 3 credits. all require brainstorming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one thing about debate is, one simple word can make me search in the net for hours reading all the information (Be it relevant or not) just to understand not only the word, but the issue as well. sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next Wednesday will be my first engineering math test! to be honest, I'm stuck, I'm still struggling, still searching for a way out. that is how tough math is for me when it can be so simple to others. I'm just so not into math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fluid mechanic is coming too, that's why I'm abit pressured. 2 assignments not done yet. 2 subjects not studied yet, Chinese society stuff not settle yet, so many things undone. another sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my housemate are all studying. its a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;RARE phenomenon&lt;/span&gt; u know. and it somehow spurs me up abit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still thinking whether to eat &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;twisties&lt;/span&gt; or or not. its 1am in the morning now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or maybe i should sleep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;k la then. good nite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-7020740737328518360?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/7020740737328518360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=7020740737328518360' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7020740737328518360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/7020740737328518360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/01/thoughts-that-came-in-randomly.html' title='thoughts that came in randomly'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241684350151393126.post-6016449025592644642</id><published>2010-01-25T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T06:14:10.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>help them...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S170vRyGSKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yYvGKJYa1ss/s1600-h/51830399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431047293719955618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S170vRyGSKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yYvGKJYa1ss/s400/51830399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; homeless? just lost their parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S17yYWiZkJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5ZspuijW_4s/s1600-h/51814827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431044700836040850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S17yYWiZkJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5ZspuijW_4s/s400/51814827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; funeral...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S17yO2Xw4CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/h8dvWrtNtUQ/s1600-h/51814849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431044537582673954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S17yO2Xw4CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/h8dvWrtNtUQ/s400/51814849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably grieving for the loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S17yD4zSy-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/O4rHZTg_xtA/s1600-h/51831326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431044349256453090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S17yD4zSy-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/O4rHZTg_xtA/s400/51831326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S17xMiGuJXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/2nJD3lrCFoQ/s1600-h/51831415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431043398271116658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S17xMiGuJXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/2nJD3lrCFoQ/s400/51831415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already one of the poorest contry, now they lost everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in bm they call it sudah jatuh, ditimpa mangga. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S12HJYeHT_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/6JsXXlDmD58/s1600-h/haiti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430645320936017906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S12HJYeHT_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/6JsXXlDmD58/s400/haiti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you believe that the pic above is in haiti, at one point i wish i could stay in haiti. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after 7.0 earthquake that hit haiti, things aren’t good there, the parliament, presidential palace, the main hospital, the UN headquarters, a major hotel, the prison, the Catholic cathedral – all destroyed. The southern town of Jacmel – a truly lovely place with beautiful Victorian buildings and one of the best carnivals in the Caribbean - is also reportedly to be heavily damaged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im really speechless, words just can't describe the aftermath of earthquake there in haiti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really wish i could help, but what i can do is really limited..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant help, but i hope through this blog, ppl who read it wil help them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the way, i saw this link through a blog i've visited and its true that small help make huge difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.wfp.org/donate/haiti"&gt;https://www.wfp.org/donate/haiti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love is a second life; it grows into the soul, warm in every vein, and beats in every pulse. by joseph addison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5241684350151393126-6016449025592644642?l=kenthr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/feeds/6016449025592644642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5241684350151393126&amp;postID=6016449025592644642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6016449025592644642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5241684350151393126/posts/default/6016449025592644642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenthr.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-them.html' title='help them...'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07858192719705871125</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/_wXRGZe4RKOM/S170vRyGSKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yYvGKJYa1ss/s72-c/51830399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
