<?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-5722332572447660163</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:45:24.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my life and people around me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-3277004544740783211</id><published>2008-12-11T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:00:02.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about Gundam 00</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the cute and really nice clips on Gundam 00..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro some of the characters of the season 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b6c817eb544f9f34" 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" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b6c817eb544f9f34&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c28adff4eff6839&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/3277004544740783211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=3277004544740783211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/3277004544740783211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/3277004544740783211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-about-gundam-00.html' title='Something about Gundam 00'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-3406034457201261079</id><published>2008-12-10T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:13:13.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was there a way out</title><content type='html'>Was there anyway to life without misery? What happens when all you have to face everything alone.. No friends.. No one to understand.. Hear.. Share all your pain? Was there even hope? Or was it just curl up and die? What happens when all your dreams and fate crush down in front of you? All your happiness faded.. Turn it's back on you.. changing everything to a mere nightmare.. Where you'll wish to wake up and everything is fine again.. Here's the story.. I'm a loner.. Who bears the pain and trouble in me.. Who wish all these nightmares would go away.. And wake up in happiness.. All I dreamed of.. All I seen.. All I wanted.. Turned into a nightmare.. I can no longer find my way out.. This abyss is dragging me deeper in.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Until&lt;/span&gt; I'm being oblivion.. I was left with nobody to share my pain.. Not even a soul.. The once happy man was history.. All there is left is a fading spirit that has lost in everything.. Home.. Warmth.. Care.. All gone.. Nothing in me is left.. Was there a way out? How? I'm not letting go of the past..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-3406034457201261079?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/3406034457201261079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=3406034457201261079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/3406034457201261079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/3406034457201261079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/12/was-there-way-out.html' title='Was there a way out'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-4442789753379892518</id><published>2008-12-01T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:24:43.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh Out Loud Or Die Trying (Edited 11-12-2008)</title><content type='html'>The following text contains words that will cause mental craziness or stomach pain concerned. Mental doctors prescription are advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A barber opened his stall in America in a town. 1 day, a florist next door dropped by for a haircut. After cutting the florist was amazed by the hairstyle the barber gave. When the florist took out his wallet. The barber refused to accept the money. The florist was so happy. The next morning, the barber wanted to open his shop and was surprised to find there's a thank you card and 12 roses. Having such a good day he continued to open his shop. Then, came a policeman. Same thing the policeman was astound by the hair the barber gave. Again the barber refuses to accept the money, the police was indeed happy. Next morning, the barber received a thank you card and 12 doughnuts. It was a happy day. Next came a Malaysian. Same again he was really happy that the barber gave a very nice haircut and the barber refuses the money. Next morning the barber is surprise to find out 12 Malaysians waiting for a free haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 2 guys ended up in heaven. 1 was Gary and the other was Oscar. Gary asked Oscar "How did you die?". Oscar replied "I was frost to death. What about you?". Gary told Oscar "It all began when my I suspected my wife's cheating on me. She was being cold to me ever for sometime. 1 day I got home and there's a pair of shoes, men shoes. So i dashed into the house and saw my wife coming out without her clothes on. I stormed into the room and found nothing. As I came down the stairs, I tripped, fall and broke my neck. That's how I died," Oscar replied "Well, if you had check the refrigerator I wouldn't be dead by now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c9b670fa8fa20635" 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://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc9b670fa8fa20635%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331115667%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE86A7EABC0C53DDE71094B606715461BA346394.301C076CC648F172C453CEBCE1D7E62F42377BCD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc9b670fa8fa20635%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOftI4tiATcGQfaGYpell1seT1_k&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://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc9b670fa8fa20635%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331115667%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE86A7EABC0C53DDE71094B606715461BA346394.301C076CC648F172C453CEBCE1D7E62F42377BCD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc9b670fa8fa20635%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOftI4tiATcGQfaGYpell1seT1_k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-36676bce3221f95b" 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://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D36676bce3221f95b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331115667%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D4FA5E64B0B2793764B9AB147284F9A68C075BD.71C24D101DF79BE95905DE7989B03B48320F7F83%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D36676bce3221f95b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeQirmZCNYX6Xvn3e8GLp0RgONLo&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://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D36676bce3221f95b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331115667%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D4FA5E64B0B2793764B9AB147284F9A68C075BD.71C24D101DF79BE95905DE7989B03B48320F7F83%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D36676bce3221f95b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeQirmZCNYX6Xvn3e8GLp0RgONLo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A boy went to a strip club and was found by his mother.. Having concerned about her son and angry of her son she ask "Now son, did you see anything that you are not suppose to see?" the boy replied "Yes mom, I saw dad,"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was a girl who invited her boyfriend over for dinner and since it's such a big event she planed that after dinner, they would make love. The boy went to the pharmacy to buy condoms. It was his first time so he doesn't know anything about sex and condoms. A pharmacist asked him did he wanted a 3 packet, 6 packet or a family packet? He said it's his first time so he doesn't know. The pharmacist educated him about sex and condoms. When the boy arrived, the girl was very excited and said "my parents can't wait to see you!". They sat down and started praying. The boy kept his head down all the while. The girl asked "I didn't know u prayed that much," the boy replied "I didn't know your father's a pharmacist."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8f7806df43fa7431" 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://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f7806df43fa7431%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331115667%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D242DFC11F38CFA91713D2DD8E8DC312803508635.4F4882EEB7E8CE40CD40F58C908C6B4B16583966%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f7806df43fa7431%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhxmja9WhM8v2VLcBfO0qsxqFv3c&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://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8f7806df43fa7431%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331115667%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D242DFC11F38CFA91713D2DD8E8DC312803508635.4F4882EEB7E8CE40CD40F58C908C6B4B16583966%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8f7806df43fa7431%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhxmja9WhM8v2VLcBfO0qsxqFv3c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Know Hockkien&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why are laughing prawns known as hockkien?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because when they laugh, they'll go "he he he" (prawns in hockkien are called he)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frogs are also hockkien, do you know why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When it rains, they say "kua kua kua" (kua in hockkien means cold)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 reason why family can solve illness that doctors can't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doctor : How are you feeling today uncle?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uncle : Fine doctor. But when I go to the toilet to pang jio, the lights automatic on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having fear that this patient might be suffering from senile the doctor called their family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doctor : Hello? Is this Mrs. Lam? Your husband Mr. Lam has been talking about whenever he goes to the toilet, the lights are on for him. I'm afraid he might get senile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mrs. Lam : AIYO!!! AH BOY AR!! 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Finally things come to an end.. You can tell by the way I feel over there.. The taste of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt; in my tongue.. Smells good.. All the stress I fell all released on this day itself.. All the days effort pay off by a meal of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McDonald&lt;/span&gt; for 6pm and a cup of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt; at 8pm on Starbucks.. REFRESHING!!! I really enjoy all the things.. found jobs but wandering if they would hire.. Currently finding time to talk to my parents on a trip.. Inviting maybe few friends along and commence One Year War along the trip.. Finally the shirt of my class came.. Thats right.. I'm wearing it.. full of memories my class gave me.. 5Merah.. Memories will carry on.. This shirt will present the bond in 5Merah all the way to our end.. 5Merah(2008).. Posing more in future.. Oh ya.. My hair was ugly.. I know.. Thanks for noticing if you readers have..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-1197202927093562362?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/1197202927093562362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=1197202927093562362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/1197202927093562362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/1197202927093562362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/11/peace-and-tranquility-of-life.html' title='The Peace and Tranquility of life'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SS7DDvt2OVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/_8qbxWRnCHg/s72-c/Enjoying+the+after+SPM+taste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-4640399066618894309</id><published>2008-11-20T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:32:48.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Another day of SPM has passed.. 7down 3 to go.. then begin the operation 1 year war.. It's been making me feel better and loosen up much more.. though still troubled.. but it felt great and better.. Kurogane seems happy about the tips I gave him.. Myself? Still stranded in the wilderness of my own minds and thoughts.. Too many things to think of and too many things to do or decide.. in any case.. all these decision leads me nowhere.. Somebody tell me wat to do..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-4640399066618894309?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/4640399066618894309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=4640399066618894309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/4640399066618894309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/4640399066618894309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/11/looking-for-another-day.html' title='Looking for another day'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-5675570016089825370</id><published>2008-11-12T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:53:05.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM Day3 (4 down 6 to go)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;.. Day 3.. A chance for me to open my computer and so on.. Finding out that a little last minute study can really save my skin from disaster.. Mathematics.. English.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bahasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Melayu&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sejarah&lt;/span&gt;.. Shot down.. 6 to go.. I must fight on.. Finding out that I have already regain the control of my manual driving.. I'm getting better in driving.. Norman has gained his confident in driving again.. So all there's left is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;.. Don(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kurogane&lt;/span&gt;).. No driving licence.. Well.. I would really love to see him learning how to drive.. I guess his lungs will pop out before he could.. I had a party before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; 8 of November.. I consider it as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; before party.. I ate too much.. I had a stomach ache on 3AM.. I stayed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ozana&lt;/span&gt; alone.. I was in luck I woke up 7 sharp today.. Otherwise I'll be late for school.. Caught in a jam.. Lucky I manage to send my sister in time.. End of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; exam.. I dashed out of the hall.. I'm very tired.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what happens when studying too much till burn midnight oil..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-5675570016089825370?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/5675570016089825370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=5675570016089825370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/5675570016089825370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/5675570016089825370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/11/spm.html' title='SPM Day3 (4 down 6 to go)'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-6606269271600663904</id><published>2008-11-07T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:35:22.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenage Bond (Edited)</title><content type='html'>I'm involved in a small little group.. I'm a member of Teenage Bond.. and also head of Demons Co. (check &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt;).. Well Not gonna advertise about Demons Co. because I'm talking about the group.. Teenage Bond.. It's actually a group of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRS8L06Ly8I/AAAAAAAAACE/JRF7qX5R2yo/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266040775670221762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRS8L06Ly8I/AAAAAAAAACE/JRF7qX5R2yo/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We start of by him.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kyeo&lt;/span&gt;(refer to my earlier posting)&lt;br /&gt;He's 1 big part of this group.. Always in the way of helping people.. I admit it.. He's helping me a lot.. Thanks Kenny anyways.. Created the profile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRZoY-GurKI/AAAAAAAAACk/5GIbEjvVMUE/s1600-h/P1010647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266511592453745826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRZoY-GurKI/AAAAAAAAACk/5GIbEjvVMUE/s320/P1010647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then we have our 2 sisters in the group..Mandy on the left.. And Joanne on the right.. The cat and tigress or hamster These 2 are the girls on the group.. They may look sweet.. Don't be fooled.. They're really fierce.. Sorry.. Can't reveal anymore of their personals.. They'll kill me.. Need Chinese songs? Ask Mandy.. Wanna know about Nissan 350Z.. Joannes favourite car.. Joanne's currently having 2 pet dogs.. 1 bitten me before on my knees.. ouch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRS_H4FdNhI/AAAAAAAAACU/x_giWpFL7vo/s1600-h/Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266044006338213394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRS_H4FdNhI/AAAAAAAAACU/x_giWpFL7vo/s320/Bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we have our bear.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Siong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sern&lt;/span&gt;.. Currently trying to tackle a girl.. He's 1 of the few I see having dog not fighting with cats that never eats the fishes in the house.. Professional..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRTButgVbVI/AAAAAAAAACc/SymxAPJDvug/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266046872536313170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRTButgVbVI/AAAAAAAAACc/SymxAPJDvug/s320/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Danny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt;.. He's our daffy old fool.. But only 15(2008).. Look.. He's a father already.. Don't be conned by his looks.. Never judge a book by it's cover.. He still single.. And have no babies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left 3 more with no photos.. please upload your photos.. I need to complete this post if you all reading this..(upadting... ... ...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-6606269271600663904?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/6606269271600663904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=6606269271600663904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/6606269271600663904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/6606269271600663904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/11/teenage-bond.html' title='Teenage Bond (Edited)'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRS8L06Ly8I/AAAAAAAAACE/JRF7qX5R2yo/s72-c/Image069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-8724851848847798378</id><published>2008-11-07T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:44:13.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Pieces Of Shards</title><content type='html'>I don't know what I'm doing or where am I heading.. All my life seem to have break down and starts to fall apart.. Although I'm happy in appearance.. But how can I disguise what's in my eyes? This life is like a shard.. It grows as the life gets better.. And suddenly.. It breaks.. All there is.. all there was.. All completely broken and torn apart.. I can't run away from the fact that I'm sad.. Even putting a smile won't help.. Broken.. Anger and sadness has help themselves in my soul.. What should I do? How should I react? Is this fear that has haunt me since small? What is this fear in me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-8724851848847798378?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/8724851848847798378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=8724851848847798378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/8724851848847798378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/8724851848847798378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/11/broken-pieces-of-shards.html' title='Broken Pieces Of Shards'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-3289987175208492111</id><published>2008-11-07T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:46:35.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A life I have to make a difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Perhaps this is life I have to accept.. Making decisions.. I finally know that there's no mutual decision.. There's only option 1 and 2.. I don't want to be the 1.. But it's always I have to choose.. Either 1 of these would change another.. Pick 1.. Goes another.. And this decision always comes.. Is this a curse? Why am I always the 1 to choose? If I choose 1 of them another will be bad.. Either 1 I choose.. I gain nothing and lose something.. And if I don't choose.. I lose everything.. What is going on? I'm broken all the way to the very core of my heart where all my troubles come crashing on me.. I'm the 1 being in middle of everything and I have to make 1 decision.. 1 decision that will cause either way go bad or either way difficult..I can't seem to make the right decisions.. Everything left unsaid I have to make the decision to choose.. I can't escape no matter how far I run.. What made me like this.. I guess It's fated in me.. I know where i stand in every ones eyes finally.. I'm just a puppet.. God sent me down to show the world what a twisted minded puppet he can create.. To let me know.. How suffering is life.. I guess in my past life I've been a bad person.. Maybe something bad.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Until&lt;/span&gt; God punished me to be on this life.. To suffer.. To bear all the pain.. All the fear.. And i realised I'm a plague to people.. Same time I'm a tool.. Used or not is the people's decision.. Maybe this is the fact I have to face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-3289987175208492111?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/3289987175208492111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=3289987175208492111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/3289987175208492111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/3289987175208492111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-i-have-to-make-difference.html' title='A life I have to make a difference'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-3086898537826800549</id><published>2008-11-05T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:02:45.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama Team 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRKhoK_NAPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Rs5mZeJIWxQ/s1600-h/editted.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265448625865818354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRKhoK_NAPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Rs5mZeJIWxQ/s320/editted.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well I'm involved in the English Drama.. It's really cool to perform on stage.. All along with my friends.. Here's a picture of them.. See those fingers?? Some are not in picture.. from the top left we have Sivarama, to his right is our beautiful "girl" Don.. Next to Don is Jeevan our technician.. And below them from left again is Ariff our General.. And beside him is the 1 and only Sultan.. Iliyas.. Sadly he didn't own a palace.. from bottom a small head popping out.. That's Harishankar another technician.. The fair guy in the middle.. Our main character.. Norman.. the 2 Indian boys next to him are Jonathan Prabu and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; Kevin Raj from left to right.. And above them.. Me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Could consider 1 of the greatest days in form4.. Playing all the way.. Laughing.. Performance was great.. But.. second placing.. Along with our teacher who made this Drama come true.. Mr. Yong Kheng Kwang.. He's the schools scouts teacher and my history teacher.. He's always seen running around the school.. Put a bag filled with laptop equipments.. A hand full of exercise books and notes.. A brain full of History lesson informations.. A mouth full of jokes.. A funny face with glasses on it.. You get Mr. Yong Kheng Kwang.. Have trouble? Have no fear.. Mr. Yong is here!! I understand how it feels to be a teacher trying to put all of our acts together.. It's really stressful.. But all ends well.. Erm.. I can guarantee you all that this is the craziest group of Drama people you all have ever seen.. Here's a picture of Mr. Yong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRKpB8OKcZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Zc6wE59zxko/s1600-h/Mr.+Yong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265456765160026514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRKpB8OKcZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Zc6wE59zxko/s320/Mr.+Yong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Take a look at this teacher.. Cool huh? A laptop.. With stereo and many more.. Don't be fooled by his occupation.. He's a soon to be deejay.. And trust me.. He can sing.. Yes.. Very much.. Sorry Mr.Yong.. I can't help it but to blow your cover..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Drama Team 2007. Combination of classes in form5.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-3086898537826800549?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/3086898537826800549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=3086898537826800549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/3086898537826800549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/3086898537826800549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/11/drama-team-2007.html' title='Drama Team 2007'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRKhoK_NAPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Rs5mZeJIWxQ/s72-c/editted.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-6756459439113480173</id><published>2008-11-04T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:51:37.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life concerning few moments   (new edited)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it.. Few more days to my exams.. I really stressed about all there is.. I'm having butterflies in my stomach.. Hoping my friends would be fine.. I finally start to pick up jogging(after months and months of saying it).. Enjoying the jog with my music along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFi50BtWDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hrkMXcG6LfU/s1600-h/Don+n+Kay+Ai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265098184730695730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFi50BtWDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hrkMXcG6LfU/s320/Don+n+Kay+Ai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt relieve hearing my Don is back with his girlfriend Ruth.. What a weird couples.. In the same time they're almost the same.. both wears glasses.. skinny.. funny.. almost the same.. but Ruth is brighter in skin colour.. No offence Don.. They make a very good couple.. May they be blessed with blissfulness and happiness.. Though I know they pulled through many pain and pressure..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SS7B7j9wn3I/AAAAAAAAACs/eX2yC7wWOlE/s1600-h/[S]Ãµt+[B]Ã¤bÃ½011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273365442708152178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SS7B7j9wn3I/AAAAAAAAACs/eX2yC7wWOlE/s320/%5BS%5D%C3%B5t+%5BB%5D%C3%A4b%C3%BD011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that comes Norman.. Met since standard 2.. His girlfriend just went away to KL to see her parents.. Well it upsets Norman because it's goodbye.. but hey.. he's blasting to the roof when he knows his girl is coming back to Melaka.. This 2 couples? well.. they could be a very big opposites.. Just like monokurobo(the black and white pig).. 1 is tall and 1 is short.. The female pig's suppose to be white.. But... Norman's brighter in skin colour.. Sorry Norman.. Can't deny it.. Seems like they enjoy being together as always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFnBdvL1JI/AAAAAAAAABI/_hgSPmKaEhY/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265102714232886418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFnBdvL1JI/AAAAAAAAABI/_hgSPmKaEhY/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Kenny Yeo(Kyeo).. Sit next to me.. Take a look at this cool guy.. He's still thinking of remaining single(wannabe bachelor).. He's still enjoying the single life(somebody change his mind).. maybe it'll be better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFmjupHXYI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mb7BRFFBExE/s1600-h/1_752660958l[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265102203374755202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFmjupHXYI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mb7BRFFBExE/s320/1_752660958l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Seng Yew?? My gangs bachelor.. Single.. Kind of pocket full.. Erm.. Not sure where to go but rumours about he and a form6 girl is true.. He's trying to tackle her.. We call her Wild Boar.. But now.. seems like a snap from the news.. no news about them.. connection loss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFrDUyKfkI/AAAAAAAAABg/QY6cJZO5ZcY/s1600-h/Sivarama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265107144235712066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFrDUyKfkI/AAAAAAAAABg/QY6cJZO5ZcY/s320/Sivarama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sivarama.. Met since primary.. The future astronomer.. Well just a small leakage for you all.. He's stuck in between 2 girls.. What you think of that?? Can't tell any further.. He's just few blocks away.. He could kill me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFsxLgKM_I/AAAAAAAAABo/70xjihpp8yY/s1600-h/Kino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265109031529886706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFsxLgKM_I/AAAAAAAAABo/70xjihpp8yY/s320/Kino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kino my gangs BBoy is still single and don't where he's heading to.. I think he's trying to tackle someone.. but still no news of what's going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFpAe_ilzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/8ebg6abe7lI/s1600-h/Teachers+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265104896413308722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFpAe_ilzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/8ebg6abe7lI/s320/Teachers+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my class?? Still rocking on.. Here's a picture of my memorable class last year(some on picture is not in 5M).. eventually.. I admit I hated my class beginning of the year.. But now.. I think I like it.. There's always laughs everywhere.. They're always trying their best to have fun.. And go wild like never before.. I come to conclude that this class.. Is the best class of 2008 5M.. Memories will carry on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFpoUgNHQI/AAAAAAAAABY/14-dpUidE2s/s1600-h/Basketball..+Sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265105580792290562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFpoUgNHQI/AAAAAAAAABY/14-dpUidE2s/s320/Basketball..+Sweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me.. I think I'm becoming more and more of a walking street light.. shining on people brightly(in a bad way).. Always being called to follow along with couples.. though I like disturbing my couple friends.. but I don't think it's nice for me to be hanging around with them when they're actually dating.. Surprisingly.. some of my friends actually asked me to go with them.. Well i think i should rephrase myself as the accidentally became street light man.. No offence friends.. But I believe my appearance with you all made you guys uncomfortable for smoochy lone time.. Well this is part of the few moments that's happening to me.. I'll post another 1 when I'm getting free to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-6756459439113480173?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/6756459439113480173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=6756459439113480173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/6756459439113480173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/6756459439113480173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-concerning-few-moments.html' title='Life concerning few moments   (new edited)'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SRFi50BtWDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hrkMXcG6LfU/s72-c/Don+n+Kay+Ai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5722332572447660163.post-4400636034241359051</id><published>2008-10-28T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:07:41.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just started</title><content type='html'>Just started this new blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Nothing much to say but I guess I'll just learn how to blog and blog and blog like i did in basketball.. block and block and block..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5722332572447660163-4400636034241359051?l=kif-91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/feeds/4400636034241359051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5722332572447660163&amp;postID=4400636034241359051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/4400636034241359051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5722332572447660163/posts/default/4400636034241359051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kif-91.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-started.html' title='Just started'/><author><name>Kif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12873998525737433920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5hnotKVsCH4/SQds4kbPknI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Id0rwNLndUY/S220/%5BNyoro~n_Subs%5D_Mobile_Suit_Gundam_00_S2_-_01_(1280x720_AAC_x264)_%5B13FF85B3%5D%5B(030213)18-13-20%5D%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
