<?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-3981110455888662913</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:10:35.616+08:00</updated><category term='story'/><title type='text'>EMPTY blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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fault..im sick of living here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so difficult to live for someone..or i shld say people..living to wait they prefer and i act accordingly..i want to get back to my lonely island..haha..maybe no one will believe..its so difficult..when one fall..the others follow..maybe i should just carry on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3164813871438119783?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3164813871438119783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=3164813871438119783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3164813871438119783'/><link 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nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-3674185245115269000</id><published>2009-01-21T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:10:00.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally sch is gonna end! haha..but well..its gonna be kinda bored..and means i need to go ns too..haha..well..look forward to CNY..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3674185245115269000?l=kundunomisu.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-3981110455888662913.post-6879854905223208372</id><published>2009-01-09T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:31:07.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes i know..i am a loser..but well..i will still continue..cause your worthwhile and you are my everything..just dun leave me in cold..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-6879854905223208372?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/6879854905223208372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=6879854905223208372' title='0 Comments'/><link 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i thought maybe i should give it a try..but it seems like i have more ???s in my mind..and well..i just felt more worse..lol..you owe me ur left shoulder..lol..need to repay on 26..lol..carry me home ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is i just wanted you to know how i feel..just hope you would not hide..red flame is turning blue..i finally got the real meaning of strengthless will power..perhaps my dear friend..our next step has is only one way out.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7505451636946676410?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7505451636946676410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7505451636946676410' title='0 Comments'/><link 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ut got home to bath and directly go and meet them up..though its tired but it is fun..hahaha..but most of the time i was bbq-ing there and eating at the same time..lol..the amount of food they bought was really abit over la..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too bad..i caught 4 prawns..lol..should be proud hur..cause gerald caught NONE..hahaha..weak ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complete clueless..you played this game well.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-5509926129327047638?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/5509926129327047638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=5509926129327047638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;but one thing for sure i love you no matter what.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need panadols i think..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8814381399009720156?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8814381399009720156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8814381399009720156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8814381399009720156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8814381399009720156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-310443052381506667</id><published>2008-11-22T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:59:36.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha..saw ch 8 show randomly..lol..seeing how the girl propose to the guy..lol..will my future gf do this? haha..i think it will be difficult ba..lol..she is willing to marry me think i must pray to many gods le..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing all the job of the girl and the guy..think its my job ba..haha..hope they remain lovely forever.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-310443052381506667?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/310443052381506667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=310443052381506667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/310443052381506667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/310443052381506667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-7345507847311447953</id><published>2008-11-22T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:44:14.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its heartbreaking to see her sick and all stuffs..what can i do to make you feel better? if transferring all the pain to me can make you feel better i am willing to suffer from you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything i will just be here for you..believe in me and believe in miracles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7345507847311447953?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7345507847311447953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7345507847311447953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7345507847311447953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7345507847311447953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-heartbreaking-to-see-her-sick-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-3975798166490177418</id><published>2008-11-15T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:38:10.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best Of Me&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Powter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made the wrong way&lt;br /&gt;Won't you do me the right way&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna be tonight&lt;br /&gt;Cause I won't stay too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the life of me&lt;br /&gt;When you talk to me it strikes me&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody help me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't feel too strong&lt;br /&gt;Was it something that I said&lt;br /&gt;Was it something that I did&lt;br /&gt;Or the combination of both that did me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm hoping you'll sing along&lt;br /&gt;Although it's not your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be there when there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;You know that some of us spin again&lt;br /&gt;And when you do you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be there when there's nothing left for me&lt;br /&gt;And I hate the thought of finally being erased&lt;br /&gt;But baby that's the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's behind you&lt;br /&gt;But the hopeless signs beside you&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in the moment&lt;br /&gt;Have I wasted all your time&lt;br /&gt;Was it something that I said&lt;br /&gt;Was it something that I did&lt;br /&gt;Or the combination of both that did me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm hoping you'll sing along&lt;br /&gt;Although it's not your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be there when there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;You know that some of us spin again&lt;br /&gt;When you do you'll need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be there when there's nothing left for me&lt;br /&gt;And I hate the thought of finally being erased&lt;br /&gt;But baby that's the best of me&lt;br /&gt;Baby that's the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm hoping you'll sing along&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be there when there's nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;You know that some of us spin again&lt;br /&gt;And when you do you'll need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be there when there's nothing left for me&lt;br /&gt;And I hate the thought of finally being erased&lt;br /&gt;Baby that's the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i started to love this song..perhaps his vocal really did smoothen my thoughts..haha..comfortable..haha..and perhaps this song suits what i am now ba..just hoping that things will go along its not a favourite thing..because what i am doing is part the best of me..but guess u din see it perhaps.. SMILE&gt;&gt;cause its still my job after all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3975798166490177418?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3975798166490177418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=3975798166490177418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3975798166490177418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3975798166490177418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-of-me-daniel-powter-cause-its.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-5286916887973668171</id><published>2008-11-11T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:29:26.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so so so tired today..omg..think i am seriously deprieved of sleep..lucky its MIS today..lol..can slack..the more that auntie talks the heavier my eyes gets..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can sleep immediately afte finishing my ppt lo..slp like a log kinda..wahaha..think need to slp more today..lucky tml no fyp meeting..wahah..so slack man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when for 007 quantum if solance with evon after school..omg..the movie was so draggy..haha..can slp lo..i thought there will be more actions than that lo..disappointed..but will..that bond did a better job than the previous sequel..but i still prefer pierce bosnan..wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should be like him..someone that never show anything..its my job..so i should carry on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get will soon ya.. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-5286916887973668171?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/5286916887973668171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=5286916887973668171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SRg4uFbs6tI/AAAAAAAAApg/9ceq9gTKFhw/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267022128593300178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SRg4uFbs6tI/AAAAAAAAApg/9ceq9gTKFhw/s200/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so tired..omg..slept at 4 last night..or i should say in the morning..haha..half dead in school and decide to go after presenting..haha..met lim..initially i just planned to go and buy slippers and returned home..haha..than out of randomness we decided to head to sakae and eat lunch..whahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess we sat for around 3 hours plus but and ate like..28+ plates? wahahaha..and sat there chit chat till 5 plus 6 before we headed home..wahaha..full man..guess few months no no to sushi..wahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its worthwhile cause you are everything..don't doubt it.. : ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-252269541098281297?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/252269541098281297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=252269541098281297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/252269541098281297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/252269541098281297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SRg4uFbs6tI/AAAAAAAAApg/9ceq9gTKFhw/s72-c/DSC00030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-6811116469056565135</id><published>2008-11-09T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:12:25.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 november 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SRb9eknHNqI/AAAAAAAAApA/nBM-euKxDdM/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266675515922003618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SRb9eknHNqI/AAAAAAAAApA/nBM-euKxDdM/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went around town today to search for the cookie monster tee..so sad..i still din manage to find it..wahahhaa..hmm..too bad..but i bought this ----------------------------&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahaha..the face is so funny lo..see le oso wanna laugh..guess whenever i wear thisi need to smile as wide as it..haha..funny..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh..madagascar 2 and 007..i wanna watch!!! who wanna watch lets go.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-6811116469056565135?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/6811116469056565135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=6811116469056565135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/6811116469056565135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/6811116469056565135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/11/7-november-2008.html' title='7 november 2008'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SRb9eknHNqI/AAAAAAAAApA/nBM-euKxDdM/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-5336045744184892453</id><published>2008-11-06T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:25:19.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he yearns cookie monster tees..wahaha..thinks it abit late cause its has been around for ages!! wahahha...time to get some more cute shirts.. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long can the show last? commas,,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-5336045744184892453?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/5336045744184892453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-5796184114752384334</id><published>2008-11-04T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:27:56.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yumyum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267019680873885602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SRg2fm96r6I/AAAAAAAAApQ/rxytsJndeNw/s200/DSC00986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;went to gelare for waffle!!! woohoo..half priced tue..wahahaha..went with lim, pat and esther..it has been quite sometime since we get out together..haha..the ice cream waffle is really nice..had a really good time hanging out with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking, chit chatting and laughing..haha..although most are of other people's issue..like gossiping sia ..omg..girlish..wahahaha..but still thanks for the fun time mates..too bad pat has to go off early..so left me lim and esther..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to do the..kids painting..wahaha..add together gt 60 year old liao..we 3 went in..and picked one and we 3 share to do..wahaha..so pai seh..talking..taking turns to put the coloring..complaining the color combination and finally sastified and proud of our masterpiece..wahaha..first time doing for the 3 of us..wahaha..next time would be a nicer one..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SRg2vu-vxmI/AAAAAAAAApY/Jla-zOEBKII/s1600-h/DSC00987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267019957902755426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SRg2vu-vxmI/AAAAAAAAApY/Jla-zOEBKII/s200/DSC00987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will eb the next big outing? serangoon..yummy foods..bbq, stingrays, ice cube..here i am waiting..wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks esther..for that story..feel can be like that..but well..perhaps..what should be done ought to be done..and i can't escape..its just..a responsibility of me for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid flu..damn sick and tired..haha..gotta sleep real early too..hey..and you too yea? haha..i know you would not listen anyway..get well soon.. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-5796184114752384334?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/5796184114752384334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=5796184114752384334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-1154736392874644876</id><published>2008-11-02T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:19:27.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so what is going on..you left and you changed..what izzit that you need..perhaps it seems that you are better but you left me here clueless and that is very kind of you..thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-1154736392874644876?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/1154736392874644876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=1154736392874644876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1154736392874644876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1154736392874644876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-what-is-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-7365337852062072033</id><published>2008-10-30T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:28:06.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am not forcing or what..sorry if it was being felt like this..its just that everytime the topic is brought up you always make it sounds that i am not sincere and you do not know what is going on in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to have stressed you..if time is needed..you should know i will give it..and i am not pressing it in anyway or other..:) smile girl..and so sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7365337852062072033?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7365337852062072033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7365337852062072033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7365337852062072033'/><link rel='self' 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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-3981110455888662913.post-5845816757706612756</id><published>2008-10-28T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:52:21.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OCTOBER 27..I AM HAPPY =) haha..not because its deepavali -.-..but..hahaha..nice day out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER 28..woohoo..approve and disapprove of claim is workable man!!! heehee..thanks yanlin for ur help ya..can yi xiu for the codes..wahahaha..can relax..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that you could see and know..the reasons of all these is just simple..think its obvious..i hope that period is frozen and unmelted so that it could be with me till ever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-3981110455888662913.post-5257041085368188625</id><published>2008-10-22T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:43:30.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SP8t6y6WgiI/AAAAAAAAAo4/YNTca4o2c8U/s1600-h/IMG_1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259973377914208802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SP8t6y6WgiI/AAAAAAAAAo4/YNTca4o2c8U/s320/IMG_1710.JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just guess that you just dun belif in me..dun belif that i am able to tolerate and everything..just hope u could open up urself since i have opened mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is it when the tears were dried up..when the energy is drained..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha..just why m i writing all this..lol..30th oct faster come!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-5257041085368188625?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/5257041085368188625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=5257041085368188625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/5257041085368188625'/><link rel='self' 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cracked..perhaps you did not realise but maybe you did but you didn't say it out..from the moment the things are being said i have already know the crack is getting bigger and longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tried to hold on to it and prevent it from getting bigger..did you feel the same way? what can i do, is actually nothing..but just to stand down here..when there is really no one to be there for you, that would be the only time you will realise my presence but i think the day would not come..i have no rights complain or what but i think no one would feel my pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a song's lyrics is nice..i deserve to try honey just once, give me a chance and i'll prove this all wrong, you walked in and you are too quick to judge, baby he is nothing like me As time rolls by you will get to know me A little more better, girl thats the way love goes And I know you're afraid to let your feelings show And I understand but girl its time to let go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it seems cold ya..giving in my everything but to no avail..it has always has been this case but i will still carry on..this could be the last time i will do all this..cause i am just so tired..do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for how long can i fake my smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3068900216299435834?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3068900216299435834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=3068900216299435834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3068900216299435834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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past 6 weeks? oh..shld be 5..haha..the enviroment is so much different from the last sem..and i do not know how to handle that..haha..i also do not know what i am doing in the lessons too..haha..completely like a walking corpse..lol..guess now shld focus more on my FYP man..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be a shelter here for you..no matter when it is and it shall be a promise no matter who we will be..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party people lehs lim and teh..cant wait!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4850355524494696602?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4850355524494696602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=4850355524494696602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4850355524494696602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4850355524494696602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-4717317144364978038</id><published>2008-10-17T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:27:18.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oct 8 - oct 16.. i thot the 8 days away would be a good time for me to think and refine myself better..but ended up the conclusion i get is not what i expected and its much more worse than what i expected it to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that things are getting out of control on my side and sorry cause i knew it brings you trouble adding on to ur burden..but somethings are just what i cant control..the planning of refining is a failure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4717317144364978038?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4717317144364978038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=4717317144364978038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4717317144364978038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4717317144364978038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/10/oct-8-oct-16.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-984874651274965112</id><published>2008-09-30T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:35:08.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another short story done</title><content type='html'>done quite long ago..just lazy to put up in this blog..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-984874651274965112?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/984874651274965112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=984874651274965112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/984874651274965112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/984874651274965112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-short-story-done.html' title='another short story done'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-8900873121521825878</id><published>2008-09-30T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:34:40.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>that girl</title><content type='html'>One shots after another of tequila, my cheeks are burning as face gets as red as a tomato but glasses of alcohol was still pushed towards me with the loud music blasting. “Hey Anson, drink them all down, it’s your birthday today dude” Glenn exclaimed as I tried to refuse the drinks that are pushed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that shot of tequila, I started getting double vision. One of guy friend came up with a brilliant idea and asked every one of us to draw a card each. “There are two jokers in the cards you all have chosen. The unlucky two will have to go to the haunted house to retrieve the present for Anson.” Alex grinned as every one of them to choose a card. Upon counts of three all of the cards were revealed. Glenn and Jean was the unlucky two who gets the joker card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will go for Jean” I exclaimed. The groups cheered and Jean gave a kiss before Glenn and I headed for that present of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon was hanging up highly on the night sky as the wind gushes strong with leaves flying all over the place. We drove into a deserted forest area and howling of wolves could be heard. After a few turns here and there we reached the deserted house by the seaside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got down and turn on our touch lights and walk up towards the door of the house. It gets creepier which every step taken closer to the house. Within a few steps to the house, we spotted piles of incense paper piled up nicely along side the pathway with joss sticks and candles lighted. A strong wind blew and the candles were blown off with incense papers flying around the night sky as we stood in front of the wooden door. Chills goes down my spine as I placed my hand on the door knob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door creaked as I turned the door knob and enter into spider-web filled living room. Just as I turned my head back, the door slammed and I was locked in the house. Stood rooted to the ground, my legs wobble like jelly as the window started to open and close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regaining back from my shock, I picked up the torch that I dropped earlier and try to make an escape. The door was firmly locked as I tried to open the door. I started flashing my torch around for alternatives and shone upon a grandfather clock and from far I saw a face through the reflections. A loud bang could be heard instantly in the dead silent house as I dropped my torch. Coincidentally the door knob broke and the door opened by itself and I hurried back to my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed the door of the car and started the engine but to no avail. The sound from the howling of wolves and gushes of winds gets louder and louder. I closed my eyes and started praying. I opened up my eyes, shocked to see incense papers clipped to the vipers of my windscreen. In a panic I took out my mobile and tries to contact Glenn ear piercing sound was heard and I dropped my phone, I reached to retrieve it back to find someone tapping on my shoulder and I jumped up from my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Glenn. “Where the hell did you go you idiot?” I exclaimed as I was recovering from my shock. “The door was shut tightly I went to relieve myself” he explained. He passed the present to me which he found somewhere at the backyard of the house. This time round the engine managed to start and we drove back to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some final blessings from fellow classmates, I drove Jean back to her hostel before heading home. Driving into the car park, it seems that it was abnormally empty today and it was dimmer than usual but without much thought I parked randomly and get off the car.&lt;br /&gt;After the door was locked, I saw a long trace of stretch leading from the side door to the car boot. “What a day, it must be the doing of the branches from the forest” I told myself as I headed up my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slammed onto my bed as soon as I stepped into my room and I fall asleep almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through my sleep, I felt half-awake. My cheek started getting ticklish as if a brush was brushing across them. The feeling gets more and more intense and I opened up eyes to find out that it was actually hair that was tickling me. The amount gets more and more as the length of it gets longer and longer until it covers my face and suffocates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled intensively and break off to find myself falling off the bed. It was morning as the sunray pierce through the windows. “What a dream” I told myself as I stroke my arms. Unknown bruises are spotted but I didn’t take it to mind. I went for a wash up before proceeding to my daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After working on over time, I drove back home, dead beat from work. I parked in the dimmed car park and headed home. The night was rather cold as I walk from the car park back home. I got a feeling that someone was following me but as I turned around to see who was playing a prank of me, there was not a single soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a new set of pajamas and went for a hot shower. Changing into a clean set of clothing, I close the light of the restroom before I went to bed. I headed back to my room, the lights started to flicker. The lights gets weaker and weaker each time till it finally dies off and the room turned into darkness instantly. I reached for a table lamp and switched it on. The light was weak but from the light source, something caught my sight from the reflection of my body length size standing mirror made of timber wood. I walk closer and closer to it and my pearls of sweat started forming around my forehead despite my shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With inches away from the mirror, the table lamp went off automatically and the atmosphere gets more intense from this very moment. A glowing green object was seen from the mirror and I got even closer to take a good look. From the iris of my eyes, I saw it was coming from the ceiling. I rubbed my eyes and took another look. It was a lady in white growing in green crawling on the ceiling and water was dripping from her body. At the very next moment her face was just beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She only has an eye ball, the other which is empty and blood was gushing out. Her hair grew longer and longer and the very next moment I was unconscious. Everything ends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anson? He was absence from work for a week” Amy, my colleague told Jean as she came looking for me. My disappearance started inviting attention from my colleague and friends. Jean, Glenn and Alex decided to head for my house to look for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, Anson’s car was there, he must be cramping at home” Alex exclaimed as he spotted my car. They took the lift to tenth floor. They pinched their nose as soon as the lift door opened as piercing smell of rot could be smelt from far. “It was coming out from Anson’s unit” Glenn commented. Seeing that things aren’t right Jean called the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within minutes the police came and broke opened the door. The smelt was unbearable as Jean and Alex couldn’t take it and vomited. The police went into the room and returned saying that they have found a body. The one of the eye ball was gone and a bruise around the neck was visible. They also found strands of long hair underneath the pillow. The police went ahead to Anson’s car and did a check. They opened up the boot and found a body of a girl without an eyeball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause of Anson’s death was undefined. Though reports and injures proves that he was hanged to death. The DNA of the strand of hair was examined to be of a girl named Emily who died in 1960 who was raped and killed before her body was thrown into the sea and the crime scene was at the deserted house in the forest area. The body in the car boot was confirmed to be of Emily’s and this puzzle the police as the time frame of this incident was impossible to be taken place of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police took the tapes from the car park’s security camera and shockingly, the video shows a blurry figure crawled out from the boot of the car and followed Anson. The video stopped and it could never be played again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8900873121521825878?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8900873121521825878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8900873121521825878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8900873121521825878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8900873121521825878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-girl.html' title='that girl'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-3641355516542852451</id><published>2008-09-16T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:37:07.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wohohoho..quite sometime didn't blog..haha..had my bday this week..haha..thank for rp peeps for that 'surprise' celebration..haha..although it is quite obvious to see such a big group spreading around level 4..haha..and thankx for the 2 slices of cheesecakes..haha..and the cap that you all bought..thankx for all who came and celebrated..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year older..time to think for the future? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3641355516542852451?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3641355516542852451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=3641355516542852451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3641355516542852451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3641355516542852451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/09/wohohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-1441113203578459198</id><published>2008-09-09T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:34:08.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes..perhaps i am too indulge that i forgot what i always told myself..haha..seems like it just happened again and it seems like yesterday..but well..like what i have always knew perhaps the usual way will solved it out ba..it just fell into words..and they just valueless..haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-1441113203578459198?l=kundunomisu.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-3981110455888662913.post-458048278680255737</id><published>2008-09-08T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:43:39.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohoo..finally get to watch money not enough 2..haha..watched after sch with meiqi..initially thought that there will not be enough time..haha..but turned out to be quite sometime and we had lunch in sch before watching..haha..she said she doesn't wanna eat ban mian..but she still get back to the ban mian stall after walking one round around the canteen..so silly sia..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243671722065948754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SMVDpiiAcFI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1Tzf-BYy3d0/s320/216401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the show was good..it was funny..haha..esp when the mum keep asking hui ge if he has eaten..lol..and as usual he is funny even without having to act them out and also the ah ma's mickey mouse bra..lol..other than the humourous side, there is also sadddening part whereby the mum sacriface..lol..the song was also meaningful la..no matter wat parents did we can repay them, no matter how much we earn or do..it far pass measurements..they just hope time spending from us..but well we all din do so..perhaps i shld try to be more fillial to my parents and also my ah ma..haha..after tat we went starbucks for a drink..yea..after so long since i drank frappaccino..wahaha..hot wan is still better..and after finishing a cup of gourment coffee and chat we went home..wahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243676284829229698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SMVHzIJi4oI/AAAAAAAAAcY/neomnnDbFJo/s320/2562457469_e2e5b65b8a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yea..this show seems to be nice..its a comedy..haha..can't wait to see it..who wanna watch? lets catch it together..call my hotline to book a place!! lol..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway..happy be-lated birthday to you maria OH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/3981110455888662913-458048278680255737?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/458048278680255737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-3566200537015697211</id><published>2008-09-04T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:17:34.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sem 2 day 1</title><content type='html'>haha..finally the first day has been gone..hospitality lesson..sharon tan seems to be fierce when she first came in that i din even talk..but after hearing her speak..i know she is someone that could be joking with..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day was rather boring as usual..so bored..ppt finish quite early and i was there to rot..and rot till tired..but well..the ppt wasn't that well done..haiz..so many mistakes..retail franchaise 傻傻分不清楚..haha..hopes of getting more As than last sem seems to be difficult in this module..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home oso tired..standing from cwp to sengkang..stupid single deck..went to KFC to get a student meal and after bathing thought of watching some online shows as i eat..how i know it take so so long to eat..after finish eating the burger i watch less thn 10 mins of the show and i took 15 mins to settle everything..lol..let the show load therere by itself and i laid on bed..suddenly wake up its 8 plus..haha..i slp for an hr plus and the show hasn't finish loading lo..so so tired even though its the first day..lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3566200537015697211?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3566200537015697211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=3566200537015697211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3566200537015697211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3566200537015697211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/09/sem-2-day-1.html' title='sem 2 day 1'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-4612862429905205262</id><published>2008-09-02T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:16:10.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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 align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when i thought that everything's is cleaned off my mind..it just get back at the snap of the fingers..if i never walked that path..perhaps this wouldn't happen..i guess the truth is that things are drifted further and further..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4612862429905205262?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4612862429905205262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=4612862429905205262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4612862429905205262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4612862429905205262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-i-thought-that-everythings-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-8425718796138159299</id><published>2008-09-02T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:12:43.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If your hero never comes to you&lt;br /&gt;If you need someone, you're feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;If you wait for love, and you're alone&lt;br /&gt;If you call your friends, nobody's home&lt;br /&gt;You can run away, but you can't hide&lt;br /&gt;Through a storm and through a lonely night&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll show you, there's a destiny&lt;br /&gt;The best things in life, they are free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad..i just don't have the courage to tell you how i wish i can be your hero..but i believe you can still get through those difficult times..cause i believe there are alot of part time heros around..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8425718796138159299?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8425718796138159299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8425718796138159299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8425718796138159299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8425718796138159299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-your-hero-never-comes-to-you-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-6113354168023663209</id><published>2008-08-27T23:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:55:18.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he want this this this and that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SLV4ciyAiDI/AAAAAAAAAb4/wecG-KM4oJ8/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow..although i have spent alot..haha..but there are still so many things i wanna buy..omg..really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MONEY NO&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SLV4R5Fe22I/AAAAAAAAAbw/nbvd5DvhhTY/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239225990292364130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SLV4R5Fe22I/AAAAAAAAAbw/nbvd5DvhhTY/s200/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T ENOUGH too..lol..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SLV4qY_0cSI/AAAAAAAAAcA/N6_ZRspHPuI/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239226411175407906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SLV4qY_0cSI/AAAAAAAAAcA/N6_ZRspHPuI/s200/123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;added up i think it costs about..100+..omg..subcrew cap..a large crumpler pouch..=&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/3981110455888662913-6113354168023663209?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/6113354168023663209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=6113354168023663209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/6113354168023663209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/6113354168023663209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-want-this-this-this-and-that.html' title='he want this this this and that!'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SLV4R5Fe22I/AAAAAAAAAbw/nbvd5DvhhTY/s72-c/untitled1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-265476104232542388</id><published>2008-08-26T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:01:32.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday ar holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wow..its fast..2 weeks has passed..lol..so fast school gonna reopen..holiday was indeed boring..other thn one week going out almost everyday and spending bucks..haha..the other days just slack at home..psp, online shows, became my best friend..haha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854488496820898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SLQmZpDQUqI/AAAAAAAAAbY/u6SndDIx6uE/s400/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG..shld i be happy or unhappy about my grade? finally having to pulled my GPA to above 3 and gt 2 As for module, one of the best semester i have got ba..but my FYP 1..was rather disappointed..cos i think i at least gt a B, one of my team mate got higher thn while the other is same or lower thn me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this isn't to complain or to talk bad about them..but well, some peeps may know ma..i did quite alot for that project..perhaps not very well done, but efforts are put in..just that perhaps..the more you do doesn't mean u will get wat u deserve ba..haha..i have got to ustd this and well i shld..time to time past to now..i thot that giving everything you can will bring u to place you wanna..but time and time again it doesn't prove so..whether izzit in academic, relationship or communications..like life, we shld take in things for too much, like drinking too much, eat certain food too much..moderate is the best ba..well..hope tat next time will be better ba..hee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-265476104232542388?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/265476104232542388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=265476104232542388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/265476104232542388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/265476104232542388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/08/holiday-ar-holiday.html' title='holiday ar holiday'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SLQmZpDQUqI/AAAAAAAAAbY/u6SndDIx6uE/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-4873557827889458338</id><published>2008-08-12T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:14:03.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohoo..its gonna be holiday..lol..but guess it would be bored..haha..slp eat online slp eat..lol..tat is what i gotta do for the next 3 weeks ba..haha..do nth go out spend money..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;initially wanted to go out to buy bag today..bt didn't get to see something that i like at queensway..lol..still lacost seems good..bt it proves ex too..haha..didn't get a bag today but spent quite alot of money..on clothes and pants! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SKGnyVKMn1I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/QJUaieH031c/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233648725096439634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SKGnyVKMn1I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/QJUaieH031c/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;29.90 some shop in queensway--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SKGm6Be_S3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/HwS3Is8jgWE/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233647757742263154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SKGm6Be_S3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/HwS3Is8jgWE/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;-- 29.90 pull and bear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SKGnEtsbL-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/MQ_EiR_RifI/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233647941408468962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SKGnEtsbL-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/MQ_EiR_RifI/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19.90 pull and bear--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SKGnpHBDYbI/AAAAAAAAAbI/PsLTFMqJCMU/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233648566681166258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SKGnpHBDYbI/AAAAAAAAAbI/PsLTFMqJCMU/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;-- 25 crocodile&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think by the time of the holiday i will be dead broke..haha..pariss oh pariss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4873557827889458338?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4873557827889458338/comments/default' title='Post 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to shoot my team or what..it was just..pure..evaluating..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the evaluator shot me with my slides..or i should say my ppt..it was completely off topic and i am disappointed..i dun like to be shoot..dun like to be questioned..but i tink i failed completely today..i felt that there are just so much things that can be done..do you think too? time and time i tried to hint that time is running out but it was till the very last moment before it was realise and thus rushing of work appeared..there wasn't much time for us to evaluate further to see what is wrong or right..it seems like i was the one organising and worrying for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was disappointed, angry..with my own ability..for not able to make a good presentation for my team..i thought i had the ability to do it but i was wrong..i tried to do everything i could and i thought is was well enough but i was wrong, i could have done so much better..but i was just too too too tired..i hope i wasn't pushing the blame to the others..i wasn't angry and complaining about you all..i am just disappointed with myself..perhaps horoscopes and zodic was right dragon virgo is a perfectionist and i am trying to be one perhaps but i know i din managed to make a perfect job to my standard..it just seems like no matter how much i do, i isn't the result that i wanted to be riped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a limit to people's ability and i am disappointed with my limit..day to day, class to class, stuffs to stuffs..it time to close up and think..what am i really looking for..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3670678283980307674?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3670678283980307674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-2451834844518487874</id><published>2008-06-27T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:29:30.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sch starts 2 weeks le..argh..i was still so sian everyday..haha..so so tired..think fyp is killing me ba..but izzit killing you all? i don't think so..i know its difficult..but actions speaks louder than words and whats more, there isn;t much words coming out from you all..how..distance is drifting further i felt..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went shopping..woohoo..shirts..bt i still cant find MNG HE..lol..after so long of walking in shaw, than someone told me when i got back that there is a staircase linkin to 2nd flr at the changing room there..wth..haha..bt its too late..bought a polo from zara and a rainbow tee from springfield..haha&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SGT4pl5EWzI/AAAAAAAAAao/FVXrNVp3wxE/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216567661831674674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SGT4pl5EWzI/AAAAAAAAAao/FVXrNVp3wxE/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216568202549362066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SGT5JEONfZI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZTpiksOdXo0/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&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/3981110455888662913-2451834844518487874?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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tat..haha..yawns..so tired..gotta slp earlier today le..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess everyone is doing something that they don't like all along ba..everyone is the same..just tat the goal of it is different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-5065297373343934574?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/5065297373343934574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=5065297373343934574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/5065297373343934574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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burger with a cup of yoghurt lemon juice..after that went to buy chicken chop and cooked myself and drink a can of rootbeer..haha..at night still eat pork ribs rice..wahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml gonna rot at home again..aiyo..eat what good lehs? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-5522622242646451420?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/5522622242646451420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=5522622242646451420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/5522622242646451420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/5522622242646451420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/06/eat-and-eat-and-eat.html' title='eat and eat and eat'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-8324363493410475042</id><published>2008-06-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:30:34.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo day??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i guess, i did something that most ppl will comment being 'EMO' ba..haha..that is..watch movie by myself!! haha..well..i am not emo-ing..just that i felt great to be alone and relax..haha..no considerations needed for that people or person tagging along..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SEQAjBfXaCI/AAAAAAAAAag/WYT4vSl2z5A/s1600-h/215198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207287670842550306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SEQAjBfXaCI/AAAAAAAAAag/WYT4vSl2z5A/s200/215198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think it was quite a nice show..3.5 stars ba..camerion diaz was hot..haha..despite being 35 years old..haha..and ashton kutcher was a funny dude..the scenes was funny and sweet at times..though the storyline wasn't really refreshing..lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally gotta eat my SUBWAY!!! woohoo..at 1  foot cold cut trio..lol..OMG..it was really good..8 slides of hams..and upon folding u are eating 4 layers with veggies tomatoes and cheese..hell good..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bt it was quite ex..$7.90 for the 1 foot..haha..nxt food station??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8324363493410475042?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8324363493410475042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8324363493410475042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8324363493410475042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8324363493410475042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/06/emo-day.html' title='emo day??'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SEQAjBfXaCI/AAAAAAAAAag/WYT4vSl2z5A/s72-c/215198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-8974140755269745917</id><published>2008-06-02T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:56:10.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one memory down</title><content type='html'>thkx for that girl..i told her the story of us..and my memories are getting back at the same time..at least now, the sadness was to the bare minimal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a year and 5 mths ba..its time..to really let go of everything..i have deleted away, the photos of you and me and the blog, kunnxinnilove.blogspot.com..all this..is history le..finally ya hongkun..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a lesson learnt and i know how to treat that 'someone' the right way..thanks so much though the lesson is learnt in pain..bye bye.. past love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8974140755269745917?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8974140755269745917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8974140755269745917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8974140755269745917'/><link rel='self' 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Mencken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness." - Oliver Wendell Holmes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it." - Robert Mitchum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like war: Easy to begin but hard to end." - Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love doesn't make the world go round, love is what makes the ride worthwhile." - Elizabeth Browning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, love is Life Over Vast Extremes, people set different pathways into and from love to found out that the path they have choosen differs so much from what they thought of. sacriface, patient and splitting the personality/character of a person is the power of love, making someone not recgonizing who he and she is from who he/she really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"love is life over vast extremes, tormenting the life of people and dividing the personalities of people from who they really are" ~hk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-6067432097735704747?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-5690733943974850271</id><published>2008-06-01T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:23:08.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woos, finally changed new blogskin, was really noob lo..lol..even though with yanlin's help i still took abt 1 hr plus to finish the whole thing..wth la..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish&amp;amp;co, subway, frog porridge and tom yam soup..all these foods..was being p.s-ed..lol..so i guess, in this holiday i might..go find all these and eat all of them myself..lol..wahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml, i shall start with SUBWAY!!!! wahahaha...lol..yummy yummy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-5690733943974850271?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-2932189439219007539</id><published>2008-05-28T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:34:34.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want the world to see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~from Goo Goo dolls, Iris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-2932189439219007539?l=kundunomisu.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-3981110455888662913.post-319711438692560747</id><published>2008-05-27T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:40:11.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DIDN'T EMO TODAY OK ???!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha..din talk much today and as expect classmates started asking why i am emoing..haha..well..i just dun feel like talking lo..if i emo i dun even reply to u guys..lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that is the point man, it is just me and i am trying to be me..haha..joke to much le la..now want quiet also can't le..lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;smilez =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-319711438692560747?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/319711438692560747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=319711438692560747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/319711438692560747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/319711438692560747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-didnt-emo-today-ok-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-7894300005219838747</id><published>2008-05-24T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:16:49.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo..first lesson pon for year 3..haha..after first break out valda, gek ting, charlotte, shuyun and tengyu left the class..lol..was tempted by the others la..lol..wasn't in the mood of doing things oso..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after leaving class we decided to go and sing k..haha..went to party world at civic plaza and sing till like 4 pm..haha..guess it was really fun ba..lol..my voice was worse thn tat v.day singing session la..haha..good bonding for the few of us..wahahah..how are we gonna face that faci next week? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft k we went to eat before me and tengyu went back to sch for soccer..haha..quite boring la..cos the other players in our team were like so retarded..argh..waste my time..haha..went back home round 7 like tat..so tired lo..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit la..my toe was now nail-less..argh..felt so empty? haha..wonder if the nail will grow back anot..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7894300005219838747?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7894300005219838747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7894300005219838747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7894300005219838747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7894300005219838747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/05/woo_24.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-8017930130256513409</id><published>2008-05-19T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:07:22.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>v.day K-BOX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLab-dUgZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZiROMCFf3Xo/s1600-h/P190508_11.59%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202460693723644306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLab-dUgZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZiROMCFf3Xo/s200/P190508_11.59%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLaTudUgYI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ei9C6GfJbzY/s1600-h/P190508_11.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202460551989723522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLaTudUgYI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ei9C6GfJbzY/s200/P190508_11.59.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;div&gt;woo..went to k lunch today with tengyu, belinda and one of their friends at amk..haha..as usual i am the youngest of all..lol..thot the weather was so damn hot so i decided to wear a tee and shorts to go..who knows! omg..it was so damn cold in there la..though i brought my sweater bt most of the time i lend it to tat pi gu..lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202460775328022946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLagudUgaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/M2ThtbuqIto/s200/P190508_13.35.JPG" border="0" /&gt;guess i have sang more than 10 songs today..woohoo..我爱的人，爱你恨你，世界末日，新不了情，不能说的秘密，浪漫手机，难朋友，祝我生日快乐，最长的电影，背叛，你比从前快乐，笨小孩..haha..guess these are what i sang ba..lol..sang almost 5 of them continously..ended up my throat was real dry..wahaha..bt well..the feel was there..haha..hope there will be the next one ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLar-dUgbI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/KAd0_iNWNjI/s1600-h/P190508_15.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202460968601551282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLar-dUgbI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/KAd0_iNWNjI/s200/P190508_15.53.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLay-dUgcI/AAAAAAAAAaY/5LmezMXZEZg/s1600-h/P190508_15.53%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202461088860635586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLay-dUgcI/AAAAAAAAAaY/5LmezMXZEZg/s200/P190508_15.53%5B03%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sing till so hungry lo..the stupid lunch of theirs was so damn freaking pathetic small la and it was so not nice..lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after k the girls wanted anderson ice cream bt it was too crowded and after walking around we ended up for the ice cream of mac..lol..vast difference..haha..after tat ice cream the 2 girls went back leaving me and tengyu for pool..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was so depress everytime i pool..lol..everytime sure miss a 'should go in' shot..argh..if not can win but putted the black ball in the wrong whole..so idiot can..haiz..not fated to win ba..haha..after tat went for some drinks at toast box and we chatted..so he knows one of my secrets le..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss pi gu..when will my frog porridge come? *finally got my retarded hair pic uploaded*..lol&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/3981110455888662913-8017930130256513409?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8017930130256513409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8017930130256513409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8017930130256513409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8017930130256513409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/05/vday-k-box.html' title='v.day K-BOX'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SDLab-dUgZI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZiROMCFf3Xo/s72-c/P190508_11.59%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-2247507800174218880</id><published>2008-05-19T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:56:42.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>together as a whole..it is so hard to come by..maybe i am too young to realise i am feeling comfortable with you, i talk not for the seek of talking but i talk for the seek of communicating with you, i realised&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-2247507800174218880?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/2247507800174218880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=2247507800174218880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/2247507800174218880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/2247507800174218880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/05/together-as-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-8148251151868571434</id><published>2008-05-18T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:21:59.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to go</title><content type='html'>yes..it has been near a year..and finally, hongkun has decided it time to go of herher..guess only dion knows what the term means and some other peeps know wat i am talking abt..haha..perhaps this decision shld come early but well perhaps its just the stupidity that make me unaware..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time and time again i was a like a passer-by or perhaps some floating items tat help the survior to survive in the wave..lol..sounds so wat..bt the promise will not be broken, still i will deliver what i have said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me, together as a whole, he and she had this bond, well, perhaps this is the bond that makes a two a partner for life? i duno how it will feel..but i know it is a feeling that i am looking forward to..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8148251151868571434?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-8103114884033005120</id><published>2008-05-14T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:26:01.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retarded hair</title><content type='html'>yes..getting emo..haha..bad hair days..so  decided to randomly, last minutely go and cut hair..and as expected it turned out to be like shit..wahaha..initially wanted to cut like alvin ng in the 9pm show de..but well i duno how to tell the barber tat..seems like right now it is worse thn his..wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watever la..no one see too..haha..those want to take pic with me and my retarded hair rmb to call me asap..lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8103114884033005120?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-4759893885469284877</id><published>2008-05-12T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:11:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woo..finally got my new nike air force 1 and got myself a new bottle..happy seh..my stupid old bottle cap dropped in the urinater accidentally..yucks man..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SChcIOdUgPI/AAAAAAAAAYw/hL5KjHN9e9A/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SChch-dUgRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Y_YIP0tWuBs/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199507508570652946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/SChch-dUgRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Y_YIP0tWuBs/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" 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she was full after a bowl of rice and soup..guess after today she have knew how to get the marrow out from the mutton's bone and what are the different parts of mutton from me..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went mustafa after the dinner..haha..was the first time both of us stepped into there..it was rather big..could have the size of taka..haha..and it was filled with ppl..went to look at the perfumes and those aint that pleasant was all wipe onto my shirt..wth..we went to explore the whole mustafa and walk till tired and eyes rolling..haha..too many stuffs le man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we walked to lavender food centre for the next food stop..initially she just wanted to get chicken wings..but ended up she was tempted with lala and we ordered a plate of it..haha..still not enuf for me i ordered and ham and cheese pancake to share..haha..guess wat..i am still hungry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she cant carry on le and waved her white flag..haha..it was real cool to eat and hang out with a friend that have similar likes..haha..next food frog porridge!! i will be watiting..wahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-6130157548626159707?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/6130157548626159707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=6130157548626159707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/6130157548626159707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/6130157548626159707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/05/food-food-food.html' title='FOOD FOOD FOOD'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-1730232140733128628</id><published>2008-04-27T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:57:43.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>classic song</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never break your heart - Backstreet Boys &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I know you're hurting&lt;br /&gt;Right now you feel like you could never&lt;br /&gt;Love again&lt;br /&gt;Now all I ask is for a chance&lt;br /&gt;To prove that I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the first day&lt;br /&gt;That I saw your smiling face&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I knew that we would&lt;br /&gt;Be together forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when I asked you out&lt;br /&gt;You said no but I found out&lt;br /&gt;Darling that you'd been hurt&lt;br /&gt;You felt like you'd never love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve a try honey just once&lt;br /&gt;Give me a chance and I'll prove this all wrong&lt;br /&gt;You walked in, you were so quick to judge&lt;br /&gt;But honey he's nothing like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never break your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;Honey, that's no lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never break your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;Honey, that's no lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;You will get to know me&lt;br /&gt;A little more better&lt;br /&gt;Girl that's the way love goes baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I (I) know you're afraid (know you're afraid)&lt;br /&gt;To let your feelings show (feelings show)&lt;br /&gt;And I understand&lt;br /&gt;Girl, it's time to let go (girl, it's time to let go because)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve a try (try) honey&lt;br /&gt;Just once (once)&lt;br /&gt;Give me a chance (chance) &lt;br /&gt;And I'll prove this all wrong (wrong you walked)&lt;br /&gt;You walked in, &lt;br /&gt;You were so quick to judge (quick to judge)&lt;br /&gt;But honey he's nothing like me&lt;br /&gt;Darling why can't you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never break your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;Honey, that's no lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never break your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;Honey, that's no lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way, no how &lt;br /&gt;(I'll never break your heart girl, I'll never make you cry)&lt;br /&gt;I swear&lt;br /&gt;(Oh I, oh I, I swear)&lt;br /&gt;No way, no how&lt;br /&gt;(I'll never break your heart girl, I'll never make you cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never break your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;Honey, that's no lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never break your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make you cry&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;Honey, that's no lie &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-1730232140733128628?l=kundunomisu.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-3981110455888662913.post-6415346588310754286</id><published>2008-04-26T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:43:10.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dunno why..just felt like lying lazily on a plain open field (of cause not the one near cwp) perhaps u should join along with me? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-6415346588310754286?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/6415346588310754286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=6415346588310754286' title='0 Comments'/><link 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we started questioning one another "wat u doing?" "wat have u done?" it was like so..lol..haiz..if this persist thn..i am gonna die there..haha..even at the presentation we were like so blur oso..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe some have thought i am emo today ba..haha..actually i am not la..just that i am lazy to crap ba..so when i was quiet it leads to ur perception that i am emo-ing..haha..i was actually quite happy today ba..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyp fyp..when will it be over..when will my dreams come true? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-6206482574395286121?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/6206482574395286121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=6206482574395286121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/6206482574395286121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/6206482574395286121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/04/wat-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-647021888661636952</id><published>2008-04-23T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:15:42.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG..the time has come..the supervisor has asked us  to start codings..haha..well done man..when i open the application and try to take a look to refresh my mind, i've found out i have remembered NOTHING!! execpt &lt;"html&gt;, &lt;"body&gt;, &lt;"head&gt; and the &lt;/&gt;"..haha..how to survive sia..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the 2nd week of sch..i have already gotten ABCD for tat week..well done..so beautiful..lol..the lessons seems to be so boring..esp those that requires calculations..haha..seems that almost everyone is only looking at the surface of a subject..who will try to look at those stuffs that are beneath their naked eyes?? but it cant be blame..who will want to take the extra effort on the things that are done on the back stage? maybe one day they will find out ba..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like i am quite useless too..haha..someone told me this last nite randomly..lol..after today i tink i am useless too.haha..seems like i am good in most aspects ba..haha..sounds so emo sia..haha..but it just seems like when i thought i could do something right it always fall back at the very last moments..haha..i am getting more and more sleepy each day..haha..zzz..time to sleep hk..nitez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-647021888661636952?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/647021888661636952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=647021888661636952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/647021888661636952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/647021888661636952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-1418052319085386417</id><published>2008-04-14T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:06:38.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo..one week of school ended so quickly..lol..everyday different class..haha..luckily gt ppl i know..but..there is fyp almost everyday..yes..it is stress..wth..having headache everytime..time seems to pass so slow at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i just crossed my finger and hope the day will end..the daily module are like so difficult..lol..i started no knowing what i am doing day by day..and i do not knw who m i day after day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hong kun is depressing..who can help???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-1418052319085386417?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/1418052319085386417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=1418052319085386417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1418052319085386417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1418052319085386417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/04/woo.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-8017708264352707130</id><published>2008-04-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:10:45.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch starts 2day..lol..aft 2.5 mths of rotting at home it proves that i was lag for sch..so tired upon waking up and till the end of the day..lol..still got fyp thingy aft sch..lol..guess this year 3 was unbearable..haha..great start for sch..i spoke only 3 words in 3rd meeting..cool hur..lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8017708264352707130?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-7043014542541572303</id><published>2008-04-02T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:01:09.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have completed my fourth story, love in seven days. just below this post.. this was a rather short stories as compared to the few before it so i posted all of it in the blog..hope you all like it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7043014542541572303?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7043014542541572303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7043014542541572303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7043014542541572303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7043014542541572303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-completed-my-fourth-story-love.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-217274950658066032</id><published>2008-04-02T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:02:19.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love in 7 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love in Seven Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warm and friendly smile of the waiters and barista lured me into the countryside café. The Blues genre songs being played blended into the ambience nicely. A freshly brewed cappuccino was served right in front of me. The smoke glazed up the whitish foam lazily and sprinkles of cinnamon powder enhanced the visual and taste effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sip of cappuccino was well enough to peak me up as I as changed my seat to the outdoor area. The piercing sunlight hit upon my face, lifting my spirits up. I took the laptop out from my briefcase. The idea for my next story came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I switched on my laptop and started drafting. The storyline roamed my mind as I allowed my fingers to the work. Just as I’ve finished the draft, a girl came dashing past my table, knocking my cappuccino over and spilled all over my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lifted up my head to see what on earth was going on, I saw the girl running away while 2 black suit guys chasing after her but I did not take it to mind as I cleaned my laptop with the towel given from the café and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked into the cross junction, there is this beautiful lake with slow waters flowing down stream on the right of the path way. As I was about to take a photo of it, the girl came knocking into me again. This time I managed to see how she looks like. She was in her young 20s, looking gorgeous. Just as I was about to ask her for her name, the black suit guys appeared again and after a short apology from her she started running again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearing that things might go out of hand, I decided to catch up upon them to see what was going on. I followed them and saw them turning into an alley. As it was a dead end at the front, she was trapped and as the two black suits guys are approaching her I shouted out at them. Looking at me moving up closer and closer to them with my mobile on hand, they dashed out of the alley like a gush of wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl seems shocked as she stood there looking at the shadows of the black suit guys disappearing into the sunlight. “Hey Miss are you alright?” I asked her as I passed her my handkerchief to wipe her tears. She thanked me as she took the handkerchief from me. Out of nowhere I heard someone’s stomach grumbling. “Oh, guess you breakfast are digested after the chase right?” I commented jokingly. She nods her head humbly as I invited her to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After setting down at the corner seat of an Italian restaurant, I order 2 set lunches in exchanged for a dubious glance from the waitress. “The service here are not that professional.” I commented. “Maybe she didn’t mean it or she saw something that she are not suppose to see.” she replied jokingly, trying to calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lunch was a rather enjoyable moment for the both of us as we chatted happily. It seems that I really enjoy the time spent with her. “Oh what was your name?” I asked her as I called for the bill. “My name is Serene. Nice to meet you and thank you for lunch, you are good guy.” She thanked me as we get out of the restaurant. “Guess we will part here. May we meet again, my name is Kay” I bid her goodbye as we walked our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her smile and humble expressions remained in my mind since we parted. I looked at my watch and I was four in the afternoon. I decided to shop for some groceries before heading home for a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrying to heavy bags of daily necessities, I strolled home. Just as I passed the garden that was in front of my apartment, I saw Serene sitting at one of the bench. I walked towards her to find her leg bleeding. I helped her up to my apartment and bandaged her leg up for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, I am done with it.” I rose up my head as I finish bandaging her leg but to find that she has fallen asleep. “She must be tired out after the chase today.” I told myself. Leaving her to sleep on the sofa I proceed to pack my stuffs and carry on my script writing before I proceeded to cook for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey the dinner was ready.” I patted on her shoulder waking her up. “Oh, I am so sorry, I fell asleep without realizing.” she apologized as she rubs her eyes. She joined for dinner shortly after washing up and commented that I have good culinary skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her to stay back for some wine and chat and she agreed to it. “Hey Serene are you a local?” I popped up this question as I poured for her the second glass of wine. “I am from a far away land, a place I think you never heard before.” she replied. We carried on drinking as we chatted happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was close to midnight and we finished a bottle of wine. I am getting tipsy as I could felt my face was sort of burning and I failed to walk straight as I carried on clearing away the stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After clearing up the mess I sat down beside her, eyes half closed but I was still rather awake. “Hey Serene, you are gorgeous I think I have fallen for you. Its love at first sight I guess.” I expressed out to her trying to use my tipsiness as an excuse. “Kay, what is love?” she stunned me this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To me, I felt that loving some one means giving her protection, love care and concern, like what I am doing right now.” I explained to her. “You are a nice guy Kay. I think I felt the same too.” My head fell to her shoulder and when I opened up my eyes it was already morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sizzling sound by the interaction of oil and hot pan with sunny side ups could be heard as I walked into the kitchen seeing Serene preparing breakfast. “Let’s go walk around the area of interest after breakfast. There are a lot of beautiful places here.” I suggested. She nodded her head with the most attractive smile I had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the breakfast, we changed and set off to the different places of interest, taking photos and I did some drawing of her and the scenery. It took us three days to finish touring the town’s places of interest and returned home lying flat on the bed as soon as we stepped into the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How are you feeling? Is it enjoyable?” I asked Serene as she lay in my arms on the bed. “Yes, I would never forget these few days, the time was spent with you.” She replied as she gives a peak on my cheek. “I am sorry Serene, the next few days I will be busy working on my script, the deadline is drawing near so I would not have that much time to accompany you.” I told Serene. She assured that she was alright with it and that I should prioritize my work first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two days I stayed at home and focus on the script while Serene became a part time maid of mine, fixing dinner and ensure that my house was neat and tidy. “Yes, I have finally completed the script!” I exclaimed, walking up to my part time maid hugging her from behind and gave her a long kiss as she was preparing the dinner of the day. “Tomorrow we will go out and have fun. Thank you for staying with me this two days.” I thanked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we went out for breakfast before we went around the town for some shopping and when it is close to the evening, I brought her to Alfred Bridge, the famous bridge of the town. “There was this saying when a couple is standing on this bridge when the clocks strikes ten and toss a coin each into the river while it touches the surface on the same time, they will be happily together till old.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We closed our eyes and tossed the coin into the river as soon as the clock strikes ten. The coin touches the surface at the same time before sinking into the bottom of the river. “Well, hope that the myth of this Alfred Bridge comes true.” She whispered as we walked away from the bridge. I held her hands and said “Yes, it will come true.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the nearby supermarket to shop for some groceries before we proceeded home for dinner. “Let’s have steak for dinner and wine after that.” I exclaimed as I prepared the ingredients needed for the dish. Serene switched off the lights and lighted some candles on the dining table as I brought out the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened up a bottle of wine and pour a glass for Serene. The romantic ambience brought up by the candle light dinner continues as we chatted happily while she stayed in my arms. “Kay, I am really happy with you, even if it lasted only for seven days it will be always intact in my mind.” She whispered into my ears. “Seven days?” I exclaimed. “We will be together forever right, the coin tossing says everything.” I continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets out of my arms and she pushed me down lying onto the sofa before crawling towards me and kissed me in my lips. Her lips were tender as we started kiss more aggressively. She started to unbutton my shirt and took them off before she let the strip of her dress slip off her shoulder. She moves slowly her hands up and down of my body before hitting the lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I woke up to find that the other side of the bed was empty. “Hey dear, what breakfast are we having today?” I shouted as I walked out of my room towards the kitchen but Serene was no where to be seen. There was a letter on the dining table and I took and read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kay, I am sorry. I got to go. It seems like the myth of Alfred Bridge aren’t true. My time is up. I am really glad to have got to know you. These seven days are the happiest moments of my life. Do not come and look for me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped the letter and I grabbed a shirt before running out of my apartment to search for Serene. Searching from places to places, the Italian restaurant, supermarket and some of the places of interest I brought her to but to no avail. Holding onto the last glimpse of hope I ran to Alfred Bridge as fast as possible and true enough she was there but the two black suit guys were there too holding onto her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let go of her! What do you guys want!” I exclaimed “It is none of your business, both of you are from two different world.” one of the guy replied. “What do you mean?” just after I finish talking they carried her up and threw her down the river. “If you really love her, jump down and save her.” the guys commented and without a second thought I jumped into the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness surrounded me as I couldn’t move. Just as I am wondering if I am died or not, I spotted a glimpse of light somewhere and I walked towards it. Suddenly, there was someone talking “It seems that you have proven your love for Serene for jumping down the river without second thought.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned around, I saw Serene in a white dress running towards me and gave me a hug. “Walk towards the light alone and you will return back to reality, if you turn your head back, Serene will be gone forever.” the mysterious voice spoke again. I turned around and walked towards the light as told. It was getting brighter and brighter as I walk forward. “Why is this thing happening? Am I dreaming and who is the mysterious person speaking, is he speaking the truth?” I asked myself and I continued forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like all these was rather ridiculous, I turned my head around and the next thing I knew was that I was being sucked back into the lights. The sunlight was piercing into my eyes as I opened up my eyes. I was surrounded by curious pedestrians. “You are lucky that I drag you up from the river on time, what the hell are you thing?” the guy who save me questioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around but neither Serene nor the black suit guys could be seen around. I got up and continued searching for her. I reached home at midnight and couldn’t manage to find Serene. It seems that all those ridiculous scenes were real, if I didn’t turned my head, Serene will be with me. I was angry with myself that I smashed the mirror in my room into shattered pieces. My fist was gushing with blood but it doesn’t hurt me at all. I soaked in the bathtub till the very next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mobile rang and I picked it up, it was Mr. Fred, asking me to hand him the written script. I rushed out another script describing on the things that happened to me within these seven days and I met him out to hand him over the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love in 7 days, the concept of the storyline is mysterious yet beautiful. I fork out the capital for this movie.” Mr. Fred was full of praises after reading the script. I was excited as it was the first time I am to film and direct a movie but on the other hand sad as it reminds me of Serene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie took a year to complete and it was a box office hit internationally. The movie was nominated for Best Picture, Best Original Screenplay while I myself was nominated for Best Director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Now it’s the time for giving out the award for Best Director for the 83rd Academy Awards and the winner is… Kay, the director of Love in Seven Days!” The host of the Oscar award exclaimed and I was stunned by the result. I walked up the stage for my second award of the day after winning Best Original Screenplay. “I would like to thank Serene for giving me the inspiration for this script and movie although you are not around, I love you.” I gave the speech with tears hiding behind the eye lid and walked back down to my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the happiest moments of my life and it opened up my life. I started to director movies while continued to script write. A year has passed and I walked back to the Alfred Bridge with Serene in mind. Standing right at the spot where we stood and threw the coin. Images of the past are drawn back into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was just a short seven but the memories intact in my mind couldn’t be calculated by the time. “Hey Mr. do you know there was this saying that when a couple is standing at this bridge when the clocks strikes ten and toss a coin each into the river while it touches the surface on the same time, they will be happily together till old?” a familiar voice questions as I was in deep thoughts about Serene and when I opened up my eyes, a girl which looks exactly alike Serene was there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-217274950658066032?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/217274950658066032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=217274950658066032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/217274950658066032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/217274950658066032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-in-7-days.html' title='love in 7 days'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-607793826988941214</id><published>2008-03-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T23:18:14.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-0KwXWzBeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Bk1sJFD_eqM/s1600-h/215137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182810572192941538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-0KwXWzBeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Bk1sJFD_eqM/s320/215137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to watch shutter with belinda today..it was a remake from the thai hit..i guess the ghost shows of the americans really could not compare to the thai or jap..lol..the movie was rather peaceful..the scenes aint scary at all..almost all of the screens are guessable..think orphanage would be a nicer one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the movie we met tengyu and went to chomp chomp for dinner..haha..we ordered quite alot..the 3 of us ate..stingray. kangkong, sotong,wings and mutton soup..wahaha..big appettie hur? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-607793826988941214?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/607793826988941214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=607793826988941214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/607793826988941214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/607793826988941214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-to-watch-shutter-with-belinda.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-0KwXWzBeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Bk1sJFD_eqM/s72-c/215137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-1494424425114637434</id><published>2008-03-27T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T17:21:03.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd story completed</title><content type='html'>i have finally completed my 3rd story fate's plot. describing about the love for a girl over a few years, despite rejection he carry on liking her but will she be with the guy finally? you have to read it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have only post part of the story on blog because it was 9 pages long so i decided to post part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPORTANT NOTE: the story was based on little part of my personal experience mixed with some fantasy. if the characters mentioned in the story seems like anyone of you, my apologise to it. it was for the juice of the story. hope you people like it. the 4th story shld be completed soon enough too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-1494424425114637434?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/1494424425114637434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=1494424425114637434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1494424425114637434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1494424425114637434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/03/3rd-story-completed.html' title='3rd story completed'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-7268605083510764306</id><published>2008-03-27T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T17:17:31.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fate's plot</title><content type='html'>It started at the corridor of the class. I opened the door and rushed out of the room, knocking onto a pretty girl clumsily. “Oh, I am so sorry.” just a short apology from me and I rushed of. That is how everything started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I pass by the next class, I will always try to take a look out for her but I always can’t find that pretty face of hers. Maybe it was a game of fate; we just brush by one another without being noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week of fruitless searching for her I decided to give up. I told Alex jokingly “Maybe I was born having no fate with pretty girls.” during the break time, Alex and I decided to go to McDonald and have a quick meal. Just as we wanted to queue up, I accidentally knocked onto her. I just said sorry and after ordering two set meals and went around looking for seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was packed with people having their lunch and after combing the area again and again, we finally spotted a seat for four and rushed there, just as we about to sit, we saw two shadows. It was her again, with another friend. Looking at the other occupied area, I decided to share the seats with them. Meeting her twice a day, it was wonderful but something more surprising is happening and this marks the beginning of a new chapter of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After deciding not to look out for her anymore, it seems that you keep appearing around me. It was finally the end of the day and while I am packing up my stuffs, I saw her again, this time peeping into my class through a round window. “So there is someone in my class that knows you.” I told myself. She signaled me to call for Ellen and I did as told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed home after bidding the class goodbye. I quickly switched on my laptop and log onto Facebook to check out for her through Ellen. So her name is Samantha. Finally I’ve got to know her name and decided to add her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was grouped up with Ellen. Ellen was one of my close friends in my 2nd year in this school and we did share some secrets. “Hey, yesterday the girl that came to look for you was Samantha right? She was cute.” I asked. “Hey, yeah she is cute. You want to know her is it?” She questioned back. I was stunned by her bluntness but I nodded my head to her bluntness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak of the devil, Samantha came knocking on the door looking for Ellen and she asked her to come in. “Samantha, he is Calvin. He wants to know you.” Ellen’s direct attitude made me wanted to dig a hole and hide. But thanks to her I started having more contact with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day of school was a boring one. Almost half of the class did not turn up including Alex and Ellen. The lesson itself is a boring one and I decided to chat with Samantha through messaging on one another’s Facebook message. Finally I’ve got her MSN address and we continued chatting till break time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to meet up for lunch as most of our friends were absent for the day. To me, she is a very friendly girl. Her smile was bright and cheerful. The joyful side of her really made my day. “Does she have a boyfriend? Such a fine girl is bounded to be attached.” I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned home thinking of Samantha and her beautiful smile. She was in my mind all these while. We started chatting more often. I just broke up with my girlfriend and she was there to comfort me. I pop up the question to her “Do you have a boyfriend?” She told me she doesn’t have one but somehow I knew she have a guy in mind, someone irreplaceable but not the full story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will just walk past one another with hello and goodbyes or with some text or online messages but no other interactions other than those. We did not even go out for once or what, but the feeling was her was growing stronger but I decided to take things naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Ellen’s birthday round the corner and she opened a chalet for fellow friends. Samantha asked me if I wanted to join her to visit Ellen to give her a surprise. It was the first time we went out together but we have no trouble with conversations and stuffs. We met up for dinner and we set off to Ellen’s chalet for surprise. We took pictures and had fun during the ride there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen was indeed surprised by our visit. We started chatting and played some card games. Samantha was glued to her phone most of the time with calls and SMS. Till a point of time I we could tell from her expressions she was angry with something. Perhaps Ellen knew what happened but not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her dad called and rushed her home but Samantha insisted on staying and argued with her dad. But both of us know that is not the main reason, there is something more to it. Time flies and it was already close to two in the morning. After much persuasion from Ellen and me, Samantha finally agreed to get home. I walked with her to hail a cab. While were we waiting for the cab, I asked her what happened to her sudden mood swing but to no avail. She insisted she was alright and left when the cab came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She returned to school just fine like before. We had lunch together and she told me she had something to tell me about. “Would you like to know what happened last night?” She questioned me. “If you would want to talk about it, I am here to listen.” I replied. She told me the reasons to her mood swing last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me there was this guy wooing her that he promised to pick her up last night but failed to fulfill his promise as he was in the pub drinking. She further told me that she had a little feeling for that guy too but she did not know this sentence broke my heart as I continued listen to her pouring her hearts out. After hearing her out, we went back to our class. Before I enter the class, she said “Please do not tell anyone about this secret.” “I would rather you never tell me this secret.” I replied. She returned her class in doubt of what does my sentence means while I started guessing is she gets my message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the end of school and as I stepped out of the school compound, my mobile rang and it was Samantha who called. “Hey, what do you mean by you would rather no know the secret I’ve told you?” she questioned. “You really want to know? It’s a secret.” I paused before I gather my guts. I hung up ensuring that I will answer her question through text message as she kept asking for a clear cut answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me sometime before I gathered up the courage to drop Samantha the text message that changes everything. “Hey, here is the answer to your question. The reason is that I am having feelings for you all these while. I am not trying to persuade you to be with me or what but just to let you know I am always here for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took only a few moments for her reply and she told me that she is confused right now. She need sometime to cool down but I know in my heart the answer was a no. The next day was rather awkward when we saw one another at the corridor. Cold smiles were exchanged and we both knew that the barriers were built throughout last night to draw a line between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some time and had a drink with Alex and a few other classmates before I headed home. It was rather late in the evening and I blasted my ears with my mp3 trying to catch a short nap through the lone journey home. My mobile rang; it was a message from Samantha. I dwell on for a moment before I opened and read it. “Sorry but, let’s treat that I have never told you any secret and you have never told me your secret.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barrier between me and her was getting higher and stronger. It seems almost impossible to break the ice with the fact that the rest of our friendship would be like complete strangers with fake smiles all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next few months, I’ve lessen the amount of messages to Samantha till none. When we saw one another, we uses fake smile to get pass the awkward situation. I tired to avoid the chances to see one another. I’ve tried my very best trying to forget about her but not only did I not succeed, I fell even harder and deeper into the cliff of no return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen and a few others who knew about this tried to be my ‘spy’ and lend some help trying to promote me to her but I know it will be to no avail. I have learnt that she still have feelings for that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her blog, she said she have found out that the guy was actually a flirt and after sometime. He didn’t contact her and stuffs like that. She was sad and disappointed. I picked up my mobile and dropped her a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exchanged messages and on the surface we somehow got back to what we used to be. I tried to hide my liking for her again, hoping that I could find ways to comfort her and help her get past this painful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet up quite often after school together with some of our friends Darren, Maggie and Lim. We would sit down for a cup of coffee and chit chat; sometimes we would even play UNO at a little corner. On the surface she has recovered but I knew that isn’t the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7268605083510764306?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7268605083510764306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7268605083510764306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7268605083510764306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7268605083510764306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-started-at-corridor-of-class.html' title='fate&apos;s plot'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-7616335366655559746</id><published>2008-03-24T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:35:22.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>specs specs specs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-kpinWzBdI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AqFsfooEZYo/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181718520923358674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-kpinWzBdI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AqFsfooEZYo/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; woo..finally bought a pair of specs today at flesh imp..lol..i just grabbed and go..haha..but after bought le i tink, the specs looked abit like girl's..haha..but i tink..its nt la..lol.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool?? or izzit weird..look like fang da tong hur?? wahaha..jkjk..wooo..specs specs specs and specs&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-kpJnWzBbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/nox2Bz2PBf8/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181718091426629042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-kpJnWzBbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/nox2Bz2PBf8/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181327915122623906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-fGSXWzBaI/AAAAAAAAAYI/idBF_qgT2a0/s320/2200340277_03c3221df0.jpg" border="0" /&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/3981110455888662913-7616335366655559746?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7616335366655559746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7616335366655559746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7616335366655559746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7616335366655559746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/03/specs-specs-specs.html' title='specs specs specs'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-kpinWzBdI/AAAAAAAAAYg/AqFsfooEZYo/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-3831732101923251345</id><published>2008-03-24T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:21:35.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-d-H3WzBRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/JYtS828LsBo/s1600-h/P190308_14.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181248569896797458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-d-H3WzBRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/JYtS828LsBo/s320/P190308_14.48.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;div&gt;19 mar~ went for k-lunch with tengyu and his sis belinda..haha..early early wake up jiu go sing..lol..bt it was really a fun time singing with them..after tat we went off to walk around at far east before i made my way to harbourfront..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181248681565947170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-d-OXWzBSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/bNT0wCDVlu4/s320/P19-03-08_17.32%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went for a 3 day 2 night cruise with my parents and ah ma..haha..i thot initially it would be a boring one..but it turned out quite okay..though there was nth much to do but i felt that it was very relaxing..haha..it would be great if my gf is going along..lol..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-d_vHWzBTI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/NKPqRTVtAr8/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181250343718290738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-d_vHWzBTI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/NKPqRTVtAr8/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;there was really nth much to do at the cruise..except gambling, eating and listening to the gushing wind..haha..at the cruise we ate alot..every meal we ate twice..2 breakfast 2 lunch 2 dinner..lol..but everyone gained weight except me..haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-d_7nWzBUI/AAAAAAAAAXY/S5Z3nIJRjaI/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181250558466655554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-d_7nWzBUI/AAAAAAAAAXY/S5Z3nIJRjaI/s320/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the facilities wasn't tat bad over there but i felt if going with a group of close friends it would be much more fun..haha..finally i gt to step into the small casino and see what was it abt..haha..too bad i just cut my hair, the guards kept asking for my ic..tu lan lo...haha..but we only played jackpot..haha..i did won abt 50 dollars..lol..but all &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-eAE3WzBVI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1K0axQg13eA/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181250717380445522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-eAE3WzBVI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1K0axQg13eA/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-eAb3WzBXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2v9Cae4s5Kg/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181251112517436786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-eAb3WzBXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2v9Cae4s5Kg/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-eAPXWzBWI/AAAAAAAAAXo/QENbw96oVUE/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181250897769071970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-eAPXWzBWI/AAAAAAAAAXo/QENbw96oVUE/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;winnings is still kept by my mum..lol..but overall the experience is great and the atmosphere is cool..haha&lt;/p&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/3981110455888662913-3831732101923251345?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3831732101923251345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=3831732101923251345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3831732101923251345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3831732101923251345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-time.html' title='fun time'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R-d-H3WzBRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/JYtS828LsBo/s72-c/P190308_14.48.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-8312204140754106312</id><published>2008-03-13T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T01:09:58.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R9gOQom-G9I/AAAAAAAAAW4/S_CkCwGChBQ/s1600-h/l_t10_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176903450603953106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R9gOQom-G9I/AAAAAAAAAW4/S_CkCwGChBQ/s320/l_t10_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R9gOI4m-G8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/KIhaX4DeKKw/s1600-h/l_t10_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176903317459966914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R9gOI4m-G8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/KIhaX4DeKKw/s320/l_t10_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R9gNsYm-G7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Y_V1nDnrg_U/s1600-h/asd.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whas..as of today, i declared broke..lol..bought a new mp3..samsung T10..actually wanted to buy ipod nano de..but i tink again it is just the brand that is better..so i decided to de the samsung one..for 210..yea..new mp3 happy sia..4gb shld be enuf to blast musics to my ears..haha&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/3981110455888662913-8312204140754106312?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8312204140754106312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8312204140754106312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8312204140754106312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8312204140754106312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/03/whas.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R9gOQom-G9I/AAAAAAAAAW4/S_CkCwGChBQ/s72-c/l_t10_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-4042895444996265615</id><published>2008-03-10T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T14:31:56.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh..if i am not wrong i din include my first story in this blog..haha..so i guess i will just add it in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking aimlessly, I reached here again, stepping on the steps to an Italian café. Greeted by a polite waiter, I was served to a rear corner seat with a great window view. From there I could see the serene view of mountains with bluely mist around the summit. It was quite a well furnished café which brought out an ancient Rome theme. I took a seat putting my briefcase next to my leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What would you like to order, Sir?” A polite and exquisite waitress asked. One plate of Creamy chicken spaghetti, beef lasagna and a tiramisu as dessert.” I replied. “Hmm, you really do have a huge appetite.” She commented jokingly. “Maybe?” A smile from me ensured that I was not offended by her comment before she proceeded to the kitchen with my order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appetite wasn’t really as huge as she mention. I ordered to, perhaps just to enjoy it. As a waitress walked past, I grabbed her hands and ordered a cup of hot cappuccino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strong aroma of cappuccino blended around the small corner of my seat. The cappuccino was brimming hot as I could see the trace of smoke glazing up the cup lazily before it vanished into the thin air. I held the cup up and smelt the aroma before I took a sip after twirling the cup. The cappuccino indeed perked me up but on the other hand, it made me dwell onto some broken memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An acoustic melody filled the café and blended in magically. “It’s familiar.” I told myself. It was Beethoven’s Fur Elise. This was it, exactly the same piece, musician, café and seat. But something was lacking, something very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes looked to the seat opposite of mine. It was now empty, cold and shady. She is missing. At the same time, the waitress came. “Hey sir, here is your orders. Hope you enjoy them!” I took a quick glance at her name tag. “Waitress- Chanel”. It was coincidental. Looking outside the window, I started thinking about the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been about a year since I last stepped into this café. But nothing has changed, except my heart was now frozen. I wasn’t lonely like now. I was with her. Her name was Chanel.&lt;br /&gt;At our first date, we entered into this café. Both of us were Italian food lovers. We ordered creamy chicken spaghetti, beef lasagna and a tiramisu. It was her first time trying lasagna and tiramisu as I ensured her that will be delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were guided to the same place as I’m sitting now. We looked out of the window and she exclaimed that the scenery was beautiful. “I want to live like this!” she told me. With a smile, “I’m willingly to accompany you.” I replied, looking into her eyes. I could tell that she was touched with her watery eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that very moment, Beethoven’s Fur Elise was being played. “Nice music!” both of us commented at the same time. We had a nice time chatting before the dishes were being served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You were clumsy!” she commented as I accidentally dropped the fork. “I really embarrassed myself.” I told myself. After asking for another fork, we proceed for our meal. As we were eating the spaghetti, we came to the climax as we were sharing a strip of spaghetti. With only a short distance between or lips, we exchanged eye contact and the chemistry race deep within our heart; it seems like we know what each of us was thinking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood shot up our face as it turns red, I quickly bit off the spaghetti and we continued eating. Rubbing my stomach to indicate that I was full, she laughed saying that I have some leftovers on the edge of my lips. We ordered a cup of drink and continued chatting. We were really enjoying one another’s company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to know one other through one of my friend when I am play tennis one day. To tell the truth, it was love at first sight. I asked for her number a few days later, disappointed to find out that she is already attached. Despite that, we still contact one another and meet up with a group of friends for tennis game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a dilemma, I didn’t know if I was doing the right thing as I feel like I’m trying to break a couple up. In the end, I still decided to carry on. We exchanges messages through mobile and also through instant messengers. We came to understand one another, although she was four years younger than me but it seems that our communication was there and she was more mature than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months later, I received the news that she broke up with her boyfriend. I was thrilled yet at the same time lost of words as I did not know how to console her. It was a break through to me as we began to call one another often. I remembered the very first time called me. The gentle voice of her melted my heart. “Hey, are you alright?”, “don’t be disheartened, it’s their loss not to select you.” That was what she told me after I failed to get in to my college’s tennis team. I tried my best and thought that I played well but I fell painfully as I felt like I was being pushed up high by my confidence level. I felt ashamed, sad and speechless. But her gentle voice calmed me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, I initially lost my passion towards tennis after my last relationship. I went hiding and became a workaholic, thinking it will drive all unhappiness away. But after I met her, I found back my passion and decided to strive hard for a placing in the tennis competition. An invisible force pushed me forward. I hoped to join in the competition with her, but I can’t. Even so, I still encourage her and cheer behind her back as she went for the college competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in a evening as she was having some event in school till quite late and&lt;br /&gt;I find the guts within me and grabbed up my mobile and typed. “Are you going home? Can I ask you out for dinner?” I waited anxiously for her reply and finally she replied “Yeah, sure!” I jumped for joy as I was able to meet her up and maybe even send her home. I went to put on a piece of clean and nice clothing before spraying some perfume as I dash off to a restaurant near her college. I waited for awhile before I spotted her from far and we exchanged smiles before she entered the restaurant. She grabbed a seat opposite me and put her stuffs down. “How was your day?” I asked. “Erm, tired but funny.” She replied with a fake smile. “I can tell that you’re tired, grab a bite and let me send you home.” She smile and nodded her head. We ordered a 12 inch California Seafood pizza and shared it among ourselves. We chat for quite awhile before we check out the clock hanging above the cashier counter. “Let’s go girl! It’s getting late. Let me send you to the subway station.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a relatively short walk from the restaurant to the subway station. We exchanged conversation as we stroll. “Do you remember I told you I’m afraid of three things?” I asked. “Yes. What is the third? You haven told me yet” she replied. “You will find out when the time comes.” I answered with an evil laugh. I accompanied her to wait for the next train to come before I left. “I felt comfortable with you.” I told her. “Me too, I felt relax and happy.” She blushed as she replied. “Drop me a message when you reached home if possible!” I shouted as she got up the train. Sitting on the waiting bench, watching the train zoomed pass to heading to her destination. I turned around and smiled. I felt like I was in heaven. I walked with smiles on my face till I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just had a dinner with Chanel and I can’t believe it!” I told myself. My mobile phone rang. It was her, telling me that she had just reached home. I replied, asking her if she is interested in the third thing that I am afraid of. She replied a yes. I pick up my phone and rang her. “Hey Chanel, the third thing that I am afraid of is...” a sudden pause and I continued “it is losing you” immediately I hang up my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few moments later, she replied back with a message. “I appreciate your liking but I still need time to re-consider as there still confusions in my mind” though after reading, my heart still carries a 50-50 percent feelings but I still replied her “take your time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a few days after, something unexpected happened. She was meeting up with me for a movie. As I arrived at the cinema earlier, I called her and asked where she was. She picked up and replied “coming soon, sorry to keep you waiting” I replied ‘it is alright, do take care” just as I finished my sentence, a loud bang was heard through my mobile. I stood rooted and shocked. Back to reality, I shouted in the phone “Chanel Chanel, Answer me!!”&lt;br /&gt;But, what I heard was the passer-by discussing about the situation and the continuous beeping of the vehicles. Just then, the siren of ambulance could be heard over my mobile phone. Upon hearing that, I immediately rushed to the cross section of the street that is around the corner. What I saw was Chanel lying on the floor with pool of blood flowing from the back of her head and I saw the civil workers carrying her to the stretcher and covering her body with a piece of white cloth. I dashed across the street and kneel down beside her body. Tears rolled down to the pale cheek of mine. I pulled her hand as the civil worker carried her body to the ambulance. I followed the ambulance to the nearby hospital, unknowingly, the movie tickets dropped from my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was pushed to the emergency operation room as soon as she got to the hospital; I sat down in front of the operation room. Holding my hands together a place them on my forehead and prayed hard. ‘Please be alright, please, please god”. I repeat this prayer till the light of the “operation” sign went off. I quickly stood up and approached the doctor. I shook him vigorously. “How was her!” I shouted out. “I am afraid to tell you sir, that we have tried my best as she can’t be saved due to the huge impact landed on her during the accident” he replied with a pad on my shoulder with a consoling tone. I let loose of his surgeon clothing and kneeled down onto the floor with bursting tears. Crying out loud, I clenched my fist and smashed it hit against the floor. A nurse walked to me and passed me a note and told me that at was found in her pocket. I unfolded it and read. “Hey Derrick, it was really my fortune to have known you. You are the only one that made me felt so loved. I am really touched of what you have done so far but the feeling I have for you is more prone to a brother rather than a lover. I can’t bring myself to look at you as I see someone that treated me so well but yet I can’t reciprocal the loved you have given.” Upon finishing this line, tears dropped onto the letter, smirching the words, I continued reading, “I am sorry that I can’t accept your love, but I can’t refuse it too, but I think we are more suited to be friends as I am a person that prefer freedom and don’t wish to be tied down, as my past relationship experience did not turned out well.” I stopped reading and put the letter into my pocket. I closed my eyes and whisper “Chanel, I understand and I will still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she was an orphan, I went to mortuary to collect her body and gave her a simple burial ritual on the remote small hill behind the house of mine. Every year, I will be bringing her favorite purple orchid to visit her tomb and to help her clear up the tomb area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a pad suddenly and I turned my head around. It was the Chanel, the waitress in her plain clothes. She sat beside me and told me not to dwell on it too much. “Did I tell her my story just now?” I asked myself. “Well, I read your mind.” She whispers into my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still being in confusion, I walked out of the café and went to a nearby flow shop to get some fresh purple orchid. It was 18th May today. Time flies, it has been 2 years since Chanel passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey your briefcase Derrick!” someone shouted. I turned my head and saw Chanel, the waitress. “Oh. Thanks anyway.” I replied politely. “I’ve got something to attend to. See you again soon” I continued and turned away to the exit with my briefcase and orchid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed my hand and look at me with her watery eyes. “Can I go with you?” she pleaded. Looking at her makes me feel that Chanel was right in front of me and I agreed without a second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took us some effort before we reached her tomb. I was busy trimming away the wild grass and was cleaning up the tomb while Chanel, the waitress was look at the tomb, looking as if they were chatting very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning up, my whole back was sweating. I closed my eyes and started praying. Telling Chanel how much I missed her over the years and so how I got past those feel days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of a sudden, I felt someone helped me cleaned my sweat with tissue paper and I opened my eyes thinking it was the waitress Chanel but I saw no one with me, only to find the tissue paper with my sweat gliding in the air before hitting onto the grassland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked and I went around looking for her but to no avail. “How fast and far can she walk by herself?” I asked myself in doubt. Not wanting to think so much, I headed for home as it was turning dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very next morning, I decided to look for Chanel at the café again but she wasn’t there. I approached the manager and asked “I would like to know if Chanel was working today?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Channel, she was not working here since 2 years ago!” the manager replied in a mono tone. “She quitted?” I continued asking. “She was killed in a car accident 2 years back.” He replied sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood rooted to the ground and was speechless. “Who is the girl that served me yesterday and accompanied me to Chanel’s tomb?” I asked myself and I finally realized. Chanel was always been with me for the past 2 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4042895444996265615?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4042895444996265615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=4042895444996265615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4042895444996265615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4042895444996265615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-7115923660408786983</id><published>2008-03-10T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:55:38.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>i've finally completed the 2nd story of mine..i named it untold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ Untold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Looking out the window, under the lights of the starry night; I folded the letter and kept under the pillow with the handkerchief on the other hand. This was the 7834th time I’ve took them out and look at them, tears are dried up by now and I am only left with guilt within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered, the childhood days of mine. One day in my final primary school year, Mr. Fin announced that there is a new student joining our class. “Hello class, there is a new student joining us today, her name is Ariel. Let’s put our hands together to welcome her alright?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead silence could be heard after three claps from me. A girl with two ponytails wearing a shade came in with an umbrella on hand. A clumsy knocked onto one of the front row table made the quiet class broke out into laughter, mocking at her clumsiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Quiet down class! She is your new classmate” replied Mr. Fin angrily. “Take a seat there” Mr. Fin told Ariel, pointing to the empty seat right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Ariel, my name is Adom nice to meet you” I whispered to Ariel while initiating a handshake. She just shook my hand and did not utter a word. Lesson started as usual. But I noticed Ariel having trouble taking down the notes but I did not take it to heart. Days just passed unknowingly and it has been 3 week since Ariel joined our class. Filled with curiosity, I asked her “Hey Ariel, why do you wear shades to school?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s because, I have poor vision due to a cornea disease and I have done an operation but to no avail.” Ariel replied bitterly and pleaded me not to tell the other about her condition being afraid to be rejected by the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, so our new classmate Ariel is a blind girl!” shouted our classmate Jerry as he overheard our conversation. “I thought she wore shades because she is trying to act cool.” Marcus added on. Instantly the whole class began a mocking session on Ariel’s condition. “Stop it you idiots!” I shouted angrily. Not being able to take it anymore, Ariel slammed the table and dashed out of the classroom and even fell onto the floor after a knock onto the tables by the exit. Without a second thought, I ran out of the classroom to look for Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After combing the school area for a few rounds, I finally found her crying bitterly at the corner of a deserted room. I sat quietly beside her and offered her a piece of tissue. She tilted her head and leaned on my shoulder. My uniform was soaked with her tears within seconds and I’ve realized how hurting it was to her. “Do not worry, I will protect you and will never let you get hurt, I promise.” I whispered into her ears. She looked at me with her teary eyes and smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is the 6th school I have transferred to in the past 2 years” she told me. “I just wanted to make more friends and live a more colorful life, before I lose my sight to the world of emptiness” she repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel told me she had a sister named Eva who took great care of her as she will walk her to school and back home while holding her hand. Not only that, Eva will accompany her from place to place and will try not to leave her alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I’ve understood what really happened to Ariel, why she wore shades to class everyday, moving around with her umbrella and those clumsy knockings. Upon hearing her story, I do pity her and what I can do was to protect and comfort her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stroking her hair like a little child, I whispered into her ear “I’ll be here for you, I promise.” I held her hand and guide her to the canteen as the recess bell rang. “Bring me to the table right beside the vending machine.” She told me as we walked into the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this short hair girl which resembles Ariel seated at the table. “She is my twin sister Eva and this is Adom.” Ariel introduced us to one another. “No wonder the both of you looked alike.” I commented. After which, I proceeded to purchase some food for the sister to eat. After eating and chatting, Ariel and I head back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva, Ariel and I thus became good friends as we meet up often for lunch and studies. At times, I will walk home with them and we have a great time together. Just that Ariel and I thought that the rest of her staying in the class will be peaceful one, things returned to normal. Marcus and Jerry started mocking and teasing Ariel everyday and after putting up those nonsense for a week, Ariel broke into tears again and was absent for school for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finally returned upon absence but this time, Eva brought her to class and its obvious Ariel was restless for the day. She didn’t utter a word nor give a smile. The recess bell rang signifying the end of break time. Just as I stepped into the class, I saw Marcus and Jerry taking Ariel’s umbrella and away and making fun of her, trapping her with tables and chairs. She cried for help but no one lent her their helping hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing this, I dashed towards Marcus and started throwing punches on him. Jerry tried to pull me back but I kicked him away. The class turned into a wrestling ground. Cheering and jeering of the class brings up the intensity of the fight. Punches and kicks exchanged, uniform torn and ragged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop fighting!” Ariel shouted angrily and pulled me back. This managed to stop our fighting. Cuts and bruises can be seen as the fight ended. Ariel took out her handkerchief and started helping me wipe off the sweat and blood. Suddenly, Mr. Fin entered the classroom and started reprimanding us, asking us to stay back for detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arranging back the tables and chair, we continued our lesson as per normal and everything seems alright. Just before the school bell rings, Mr. Fin broke out the news that today will be the last day of school for Ariel as she has some personal problems. I was shocked as I heard this coming from his mouth. “Thank you everyone for taking care of me and treat me as your friend.” Ariel thanked the class as she stood up with her bag. She opened up my clinched fist and stuffed her handkerchief before apologizing for her sudden leave. “I promise, I will write to you. Wait for me and be there for me.” She told me before running out the class towards Eva who were waiting for her outside the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked down and closed my eyes. My thoughts ran wild, thinking what drove her away. Droplets of tears started falling onto the handkerchief. I unfold it and saw a smiley face sewed on with writings “I am here too, I promise.” Instant warmth raced up my chest and I quickly cleared away my tears before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That very night I couldn’t get to sleep. Image of Ariel will get into my mind as I closed my eyes. I poured a cup of water and made my way to the balcony. The wind gushing against my face as I stared at the starless night till the dawn breaks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week has passed and I went back to school as usual like nothing has happened. Just that I became quiet. Looking at the empty desk next to me just reminds me of Ariel. School ended as the school bell rang and I headed straight home. I slotted my hand into the letter box and I pulled out the stack of letters and look through them. I opened my mouth wide as I saw an envelope written “From: Ariel”. I quickly tear it open and read what Ariel wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am sorry once again for my sudden leave. Actually the 2 week of absence isn’t that I don’t dare to face the class. But it’s that my eyesight is getting from bad to worse. I went around seeking doctors for help but was told that I am turning blind. The only solution will be an operation but it can only perform in Australia whereby technology is more advanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason that I went back to school the other day was to see you once again, before I had my operation. I wanted to remember how you looked like. I am afraid I will turn blind and I would never get to see you again. No matter what, I will try my best to recover and when I recover, I wish you will be there with me and accompany me to travel around the world to see the beautiful sceneries of the world. I know in your heart you have agreed upon reading this. I am here I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;this is just part of the story..because its 9 pages long, i've decided to show part of it to you..are you all interested in knowing what happened?? if you want just tag or pm me ba..i sent it to you..if you all really want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7115923660408786983?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7115923660408786983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7115923660408786983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7115923660408786983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7115923660408786983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-3917151926232971042</id><published>2008-03-10T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:41:01.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R9VWdYm-G6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/4yQ1pvR99E4/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176138409554353058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R9VWdYm-G6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/4yQ1pvR99E4/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow..finally went to watch the leap years today with ty and lim..met at abt 12 plus and caught it at amk..the storyline itself was very good..great story..bt the movie itself was alright, perhaps it was quite lengthy i guess..but otherwise it will be a very good movie for those who is lazy to read the novel writtebn by Dr.catherine lim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can someone really remain in love with someone for 12 years? maybe when i get bigger i might really understand it i guess..if it really happens, maybe tat is really call love ba i supposed..lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rule #1 was also screening..woo..really wish to scare myself..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R9VWdYm-G6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/4yQ1pvR99E4/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-4450643696926502739</id><published>2008-03-04T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T02:16:58.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;3rd time trying to catch ah long movie..bt failed..haiz..this time is due to the inefficient crew of the cinema..lol..woke up at 9 plus, i bath and travelled to sun plaza..saw the time slot at 1040..thn went up, wanting to buy tickets, but found no one there and i din see the time slot on the tv, it was actually at a corner of somewhere..it was only till 11 before i spottted it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn..no choice..saw playboy cops and decided to buy the tickets, i rmb seeing it on the web, featuring shawn yue..i thot it was the ghost show where her was the cop..yea, indeed he was a cop..but there are no ghost..it was only till the middle of the movie before i discovered..cos i din see a single ghost..wahahah..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8xAenbbtrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/hB-o3J4s3cc/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173580966666155698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8xAenbbtrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/hB-o3J4s3cc/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;quite stupid indeed..haha..only 4 ppl in the cinema..the other 3 was uncles and auntie..haha..one of the uncle even left half way..haha..guess he made the same mistake as me and since she din see fiona xie in it and thus left..*get what i am saying??* wahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but overall it was a nice movie la..cos the storyline was quite good..a mixture of comdey and some sadness(only the ending part) and there were some actions too..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after tat went to ty hse to play his new PS3..wow..was impressed by the quality of the graphic..lol..damn gorgeous..haha..how i wish i wanted one..but it was ex for sure..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4450643696926502739?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4450643696926502739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=4450643696926502739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4450643696926502739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4450643696926502739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/03/3rd-time-trying-to-catch-ah-long-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8xAenbbtrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/hB-o3J4s3cc/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-4499871050903623831</id><published>2008-02-29T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T20:24:49.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the survivor</title><content type='html'>woo..went double o with some of the w66f peeps..the ususal few..ty lim teh my and ty's sis..went in there quite late..but found seats after awhile..woo..enterence fee 25..so ex man..thats the first time i went there..we total ordered 6 or 7 jugs of vodka mix and each of us have a tequila shot..haha..play 5 10 15 i tink me and jl lose the most..haha..guess i myself drank abt 2 jugs plus of vodka ba..hahah..all of us were tipsy..haha..jl was the worst ba..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home..roll here and there over the bed and can't get to slp..puke somemore..haha..full of vodka smell..damn smelly..really shouldn't have drank the redbull..yucks..haha..din get to slp since i reached home..woo..even help my mum sweep the floor..haha..and early morning jiu went amk to have bat kut teh..haha..sudden craving from me..haha..but it was quite ex la..3 dishes plus tea was abt 20+..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall its damn fun la hanging out with them..i tink i was  abit drunk too..haha..too bad din take much pics..wasted..i will be waiting for the next visit!! hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4499871050903623831?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4499871050903623831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=4499871050903623831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4499871050903623831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4499871050903623831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/02/survivor.html' title='the survivor'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-8319972950834076948</id><published>2008-02-26T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:21:09.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juno juno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8Qtf2yLUzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/p-XwaIWzLV0/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308297433338674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8Qtf2yLUzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/p-XwaIWzLV0/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8QtHWyLUxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JeJyLXjpnDk/s1600-h/2267242766_207905c8cf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171307876526543634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8QtHWyLUxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JeJyLXjpnDk/s320/2267242766_207905c8cf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whas..finally went to watch juno today..oh my..its was so damn great..the storyline was refreshing and its very funny..i will give it 5 stars..lol..spent almost 70 on clothings..and i saw a 4gb ipod selling at 199..lol..tempted me so much..how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                               ALL I WANT IS YOU~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8QtW2yLUyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/FT0HmryAXzY/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171308142814516002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8QtW2yLUyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/FT0HmryAXzY/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I was a flower growing wild and free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if I was a tree growing tall and greeen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I was a flower growing wild and free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if I was a tree growing tall and greeen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is you, will you be my bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take me by the hand and stand by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is you, will you stay with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were a river in the mountains tall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rumble of your water would be my call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were the winter, I know I'd be the snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as long as you were with me, let the cold winds blow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is you, will you be my bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take me by the hand and stand by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is you, will you stay with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were a wink, I'd be a nod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were a seed, well I'd be a pod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were the floor, I'd wanna be the rug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you were a kiss, I know I'd be a hug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is you, will you be my bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take me by the hand and stand by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is you, will you stay with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were the wood, I'd be the fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were the love, I'd be the desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were a castle, I'd be your moat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you were an ocean, I'd learn to float.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is you, will you be my bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take me by the hand and stand by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want is you, will you stay with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice song yea&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/3981110455888662913-8319972950834076948?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8319972950834076948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8319972950834076948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8319972950834076948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8319972950834076948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/02/juno-juno.html' title='juno juno'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R8Qtf2yLUzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/p-XwaIWzLV0/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-7900023725584034795</id><published>2008-02-19T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T01:06:14.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cj7</title><content type='html'>wahaha..went back to school today..first time since holiday..haha..just to reformat my laptop..haiz..i thought it would be a quick one..abt 1 hr like tat thn i can go for my cj 7..haha..bt who knows?! i gotta stay infront of my own laptop and reformat it myself..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the process bar..from o% completed to the finally 1 min countdown to 100%..from 2 pm to 430pm..whas..2 hrs plus of waiting..hungry and tired..even though i got my psp bt its still an unbearable time..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally its reformatted..haha..thn went to cwp to have my first meal of the day..so hungry man..haha..thn went to get the ticket for cj 7..whoo..finally gotta watch my idol's new movie..wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was nt tat bad..with a few comedic scenes..haha..esp the part when the dad and son tries to save qi zai (the alien toy) after he is dead..haha..batteries, glucose etc..lame man..bt qi zai is very cute oso..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe some of your might nt know..the little 'boy' in the movie..was actually a girl!!! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-3981110455888662913.post-9017948491188947300</id><published>2008-02-08T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T00:27:21.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!</title><content type='html'>haha..finally its CNY..bt well..not that happy afterall..lol..cause i can't keep those red fat ang paos..and i need to help out in and out of the hse..sian..and no 'ka' to play mahjong..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well the main reason is tat there are many things in my mind..making it packed..lol..after what my uncle told me, oh my..like all expected me to make something big when i grow up..lol..bt well..the fact is that i can't even cope with my studies now..lol..stupid diploma im taking..haiz..bt well..this one i can postpone the worry..lol..but there is still a BIG question mark..what will i be doing in the future? m i thinking too early now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm about the future just yet..lol..y..i thot everything shld ended long time ago..bt until recently and maybe perhaps all these while i can't back things behind my mind? izzit really permenant in my mind? haha..perhaps ba..bt i do think of you all these while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..maybe i looked emo and did emo stunts at times..lol..bt well..i din emo on 4th yea..its just..a quiet nite..and a mountain can't contain 2 tigers..so i had a rest..no worries..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-9017948491188947300?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/9017948491188947300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-4207096351401975878</id><published>2008-01-23T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:52:46.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R5cpgsqZ8SI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QJlJxDih0bw/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158637539897766178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R5cpgsqZ8SI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QJlJxDih0bw/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha..finally gotta go and use my coffee bean coupon..haha..went to bishan's coffee bean outlet and ordered its vanilla latte and a piece of tiramisu..haha..and i started playing my psp when i enjoy the coffee over there..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;though its a weekday, but there are still quite alot of ppl..all sec sch students..woo..haha..and i bought another tee..haha..a pocket tee this time..haha..and finally yea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha..indeed the coffee was very nice..haha..who wana pei me to have another cup of it?? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R5cp8cqZ8TI/AAAAAAAAAV4/oM4jzuSvM5E/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158638016639136050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R5cp8cqZ8TI/AAAAAAAAAV4/oM4jzuSvM5E/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R5cpgsqZ8SI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QJlJxDih0bw/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-1562147252419468804</id><published>2008-01-17T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:35:38.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie + shoe + 15 jan = damn broke ar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R44xJXdDouI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LnGjhmmHlXk/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R44xJXdDouI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LnGjhmmHlXk/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156112660370268898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16 jan 08&lt;/span&gt; : finally got the nike shoe i have always wanted..lol..wahaha..guess the price..$99!! omg..2 weeks before it was $129..omg..lol..long time before it was $219 lo..wat a good catch..so happy..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out alone to town to grab the shoe..haha..than went back home to check out the time slot for night in the museum..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn around 8 went to tampines to buy ticket for it..yea..im alone again..haha..i love the movie so much..lol..5/5 stars..lol..i think its rather relaxing and cool to catch a movie at this time. finishing at 11 there are not much ppl and the shopping mall and theater was almost deserted as if you own them..haha..walking with slippers and short and simple dressing make it more cooling and relax..haha..and the quietness when you are alone make it a very..peaceful moments..haha..perhaps many ppl are afraid of being alone and felt weird ba..bt well..perhaps u shld try, cos once in a while i felt its great though im like tat most of the time..ahaha..so many movies i wana watch!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R44xCndDotI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Nz7HXSV7KoU/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R44xCndDotI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Nz7HXSV7KoU/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156112544406151890" 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/3981110455888662913-1562147252419468804?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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with songs coming in..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we than get our tickets for le grand chef and we went to eat..haha..after tat we smuggle bubble tea in..lol..overall the movie was great..got jokes and teary parts..haha..4/5 stars..lol..another lesson learnt today..never bring miss teh to movies..esp comedy..cause she will laugh like nobody business and i meant as if she booked the whole theater..ghost movie she will shout out loud..lol..for romance i dunno..perhaps..flood the whole cinema?? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tat after much consideration we decided to play pool in AMK..haha..miss teh say she was a noob but it turns out we are on par! lol..and after a few hours of pool we returned home sweet home..wahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-6486563846496889628?l=kundunomisu.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-3981110455888662913.post-2425351050766279439</id><published>2008-01-12T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T02:04:59.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time zooms pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R4evgndDorI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AfczupqN4dY/s1600-h/fc1-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R4evgndDorI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AfczupqN4dY/s400/fc1-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154281273430352562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whas..so fast..and its a week since the start of sch..suddenly the speed of time is freaking me..haha..3 more weeks to holiday..woohoo..chalet, cruise..happy..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was rather slack in sch this week..haha..nv do tis and tat and a few of us are playing freecell in class and challenging one another..haha..kayden, me, ah wee, mei yan and susu..haha..and of cos mei yan was the loser and keep complaining its difficult at any of the games..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of boredism searched wiki and found out that there are really ppl who completed the 1 million freecell games..whas..like so..many lo..haha..and 8 cant be completed..whas..so i myself also decided to..try out all the 1 million of them and see how i fare..haha..was so bored at home and i managed to complete 1-8 over the 1 million..haha..i was tinking of completing 3 per day..so that will take up..20+ years?!..omg..bt well..i will just keep playing and print screen when ever im bored..haha..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R4evsXdDosI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Efil09rBzrE/s1600-h/fc5-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R4evsXdDosI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Efil09rBzrE/s400/fc5-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154281475293815490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml sandbox..oh my..hope it doesn't rain..and i need plaster..cos i just i will be punched(sand'box') by the sand..LAME...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-2425351050766279439?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/2425351050766279439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=2425351050766279439' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-8439612543952339444</id><published>2008-01-06T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:45:51.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R4D3RXdDogI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iXI7-0Alkxo/s1600-h/aki_hoshino_crookedtonguesYYY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R4D3RXdDogI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iXI7-0Alkxo/s400/aki_hoshino_crookedtonguesYYY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152389851437572610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think this shirt is very cool..cause there is this cute girl..haha..suddenly i feel like girl who wear caps and spects are very cute..haha..m i thinking too much??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..so sian..so fast holiday ends and sch starts tml..gotta wake up early..haiz..bt i still hate tue as usual..haiz..so sian..how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8439612543952339444?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8439612543952339444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8439612543952339444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8439612543952339444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8439612543952339444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-think-this-shirt-is-very-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R4D3RXdDogI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iXI7-0Alkxo/s72-c/aki_hoshino_crookedtonguesYYY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-4018956054831911847</id><published>2007-12-23T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T02:55:27.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promise</title><content type='html'>you pointed up the sky&lt;br /&gt;telling me you wanted to be raised up high&lt;br /&gt;you said you wanted to fly&lt;br /&gt;you said you are going to die&lt;br /&gt;i started to cry&lt;br /&gt;hugging you shouting you are mine&lt;br /&gt;everything seems so fine&lt;br /&gt;till the time i am left behind&lt;br /&gt;though you are gone but i keep my tears dry&lt;br /&gt;you said you never wish to see me cry&lt;br /&gt;as promise i will till the day i die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4018956054831911847?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4018956054831911847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=4018956054831911847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4018956054831911847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4018956054831911847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/12/promise.html' title='promise'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-7885077475889484362</id><published>2007-12-22T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T03:53:27.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so so bored that i started writing poems everynight..lol..argh!! so sian..when will my little miss sunshine appear? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7885077475889484362?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7885077475889484362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7885077475889484362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7885077475889484362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7885077475889484362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-so-bored-that-i-started-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-944066958458837933</id><published>2007-12-22T03:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T03:52:51.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its your pair of beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;that makes heart melt like an ice&lt;br /&gt;you make my life goes into deep mess&lt;br /&gt;letting me wanting to give you everything nice&lt;br /&gt;willing to let you hook me with a tie&lt;br /&gt;going anywhere i am always behind&lt;br /&gt;never will i tell a lie&lt;br /&gt;only to shower you with all my 爱&lt;br /&gt;you are the only one always in my mind&lt;br /&gt;never will I want anyone else in my life&lt;br /&gt;I would only want you by my side&lt;br /&gt;looking at the sunrise at seaside&lt;br /&gt;wish upon the shooting stars by bedside&lt;br /&gt;hoping that our romance will never subside&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-944066958458837933?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/944066958458837933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=944066958458837933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/944066958458837933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/944066958458837933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-your-pair-of-beautiful-eyes-that.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-1622657234628492158</id><published>2007-12-22T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T03:52:28.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love comes like a gust of wind&lt;br /&gt;so fast that it never give a hint&lt;br /&gt;the sweetness stayed like a blink but the sorrows reamained so mean&lt;br /&gt;love is never something that requests forgive&lt;br /&gt;and i would never want to forgo&lt;br /&gt;nor try to forget&lt;br /&gt;but do you all these while in the back&lt;br /&gt;i am just putting up an actand you never know the fact&lt;br /&gt;the surronding atmosphere in black&lt;br /&gt;and i am suffering a time lag&lt;br /&gt;not knowing there is no returning back&lt;br /&gt;from the cliff of lover's act&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-1622657234628492158?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/1622657234628492158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=1622657234628492158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1622657234628492158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1622657234628492158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-comes-like-gust-of-wind-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-10009673319233179</id><published>2007-12-21T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:11:12.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love is like a falling apple you know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;because it falls unknowingly when the time is ripe with an unstoppable for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-10009673319233179?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/10009673319233179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=10009673319233179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/10009673319233179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/10009673319233179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-is-like-falling-apple-you-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-7247261017425527699</id><published>2007-12-21T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:10:21.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ts the silly marble game&lt;br /&gt;that let me know your name&lt;br /&gt;the jokes i cracked you said its lame&lt;br /&gt;but you never know the feelings within me was burning like a flame&lt;br /&gt;love at the first i claim&lt;br /&gt;the process was just so plain&lt;br /&gt;with every conversation stuck in the rain&lt;br /&gt;every meeting ends like a speeding train&lt;br /&gt;you never felt my pain&lt;br /&gt;putting in efforts without gain&lt;br /&gt;its never as beautiful as the terrain&lt;br /&gt;till the point i know its never meant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7247261017425527699?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7247261017425527699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7247261017425527699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7247261017425527699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7247261017425527699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/12/ts-silly-marble-game-that-let-me-know.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-6726233581911481851</id><published>2007-12-21T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:10:04.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the drifting distance extends day by day&lt;br /&gt;leaving me at bay&lt;br /&gt;the unbreakable wall is what being left behind&lt;br /&gt;the road to your heart is a path i can never find&lt;br /&gt;but it is just that love is blind&lt;br /&gt;that sees us drawing a sperating line&lt;br /&gt;seperating our body,soul and mind&lt;br /&gt;bidding you away the sight of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;leaving beind was only a pack of lies&lt;br /&gt;the only truth was a knot tied&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-6726233581911481851?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/6726233581911481851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=6726233581911481851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/6726233581911481851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;woohoo..its finally holiday..3 weeks, but i duno wat to do..haha..rotting and slacking..dn even wish to blog..lol..can tell the dates apart from my last post..haha..i wan good foods, fun time and my little miss sunshine..but guess i can't..haha..so lame i just took pics and getting more zi lian..wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many movies i wana watch bt who wana watch wif me? haha..contact me if interested..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R2qSzXdDocI/AAAAAAAAATY/eoCF1Pc2Y8U/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R2qSzXdDocI/AAAAAAAAATY/eoCF1Pc2Y8U/s400/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146086935391084994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R2qSzHdDobI/AAAAAAAAATQ/cQQWOHTsX14/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R2qSzHdDobI/AAAAAAAAATQ/cQQWOHTsX14/s400/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146086931096117682" 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/3981110455888662913-452325593224177988?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/452325593224177988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=452325593224177988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/452325593224177988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/452325593224177988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/12/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R2qTdXdDodI/AAAAAAAAATg/jebqHo06KOA/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-4896605220092740891</id><published>2007-12-09T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T01:45:37.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only one more second remained&lt;br /&gt;It would lessen tomorrow's pain of missing you&lt;br /&gt;I'd be willing to let go of everything&lt;br /&gt;In exchange for the existance of any little bit of possibliity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a cup of dripping sand is left of happiness&lt;br /&gt;Eyes wide open, watching each act of sweetness&lt;br /&gt;I'll never have that original commonplace possession again&lt;br /&gt;Until now, it seemed like an helpless extravagant demand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already begun to practice, begun to worry slowy&lt;br /&gt;Worry that this world wounldn't have you&lt;br /&gt;I've already told my tears not to cry any longer&lt;br /&gt;But how should a love that is ending continue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practice daily, becoming familiar daily&lt;br /&gt;With this city that doesn't have you&lt;br /&gt;Trying to delete everything in this "two person world"&lt;br /&gt;All the beauty and memories we once mutually possessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a 10,000 hectare forest&lt;br /&gt;But you and I have lost our way&lt;br /&gt;Didn't we agree to force our way out together?&lt;br /&gt;How can I be the only one left to return?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4896605220092740891?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4896605220092740891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=4896605220092740891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4896605220092740891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4896605220092740891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-only-one-more-second-remained-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-859650146928715228</id><published>2007-11-28T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T00:59:35.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TIRED TIRED TIRED  is all i can say..haha..if only my sch starts at 1pm..lol..but holidays are coming!! I'm lovin it..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go the dare 2 dare trail..lol..visitors pls click on  the video above..cos its a nice storyline and song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-859650146928715228?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/859650146928715228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=859650146928715228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/859650146928715228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/859650146928715228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/11/tired-tired-tired-is-all-i-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-4951017643116048795</id><published>2007-11-21T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:44:14.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21 nov 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5df5bf7e64e3de30" 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" 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a nice movie..i give it 4.9/5..haha..a new fantasizing story line and the romance part was quite..lovely? haha.."love is unconditional and when you really love the person you would want to give your heart wholeheartedly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 nov 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;met ah lim and TY after sch..haha..wanted to go to chill at BOTAK JONES! haha..saw the tv show recommending on it and it seems so filling and delicious..haha..we took quite a long walk there and was really hungry when we reached there..haha..thn we ordered a fish burger and' 'cajun' chicken..haha..it was expecting quite a big portion of it and the taste to be quite&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R0RP5ViQMJI/AAAAAAAAATI/bn4sBvmVCD4/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R0RP5ViQMJI/AAAAAAAAATI/bn4sBvmVCD4/s400/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135317321561157778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fantastic..but it sort of disappoint me..maybe the one at AMK is better ba..haha..bt the burger wasn't too bad..the portion is also not as big as i expected..haha..so after eating we chatted for awhile before its home sweet home..haha..3.2/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19 nov 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;finally its the 3rd mon of the month! haha..so kayden, yyann and i went to ajisen to have their ramen as it was 50% off..wahahaha..thn i ordered the crayfish ramen..haha..it was quite nice actually..haha..and i give it 3.7/5! haha..than after tat we went to pasar malam to walk around and we stop by a shooting game corner..haha..and we decided to play..we each took 12 shots and only he managed to hit one target in exchanged for a pooh bear..lol..but the 'feel' was good lahs..haha..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4951017643116048795?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5df5bf7e64e3de30&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4951017643116048795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=4951017643116048795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4951017643116048795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/4951017643116048795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/11/21-nov-07-wednesday-no-sch-wahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/R0RP5ViQMJI/AAAAAAAAATI/bn4sBvmVCD4/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-7565164999652231109</id><published>2007-11-17T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T20:47:25.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dixQkj53uo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dixQkj53uo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt in love with this song..haha..男人的好 by 張宇..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;你对他好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;把他的依靠当做回报&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;即使他无理向你取闹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;最后还是见你泪中带笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;你看不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;心在那一天一地里越缩越小&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;才会明知深渊还往里跳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;我想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;男人的好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;只有在他身边的那个女人才知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;只是谁是毒药&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;谁才是你的珍宝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;要是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;男人的好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;总要你委屈自己处处讨好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;才能塑造才能得到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;你何必自寻苦恼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;我想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;男人的好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;只有在他身边的那个女人才知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;只是谁是毒药&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;谁才是你的珍宝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;要是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;男人的好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;总要你委屈自己处处讨好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;才能塑造才能得到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;你何必自寻苦恼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;让它一了百了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;你应该对自己好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-7565164999652231109?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/7565164999652231109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=7565164999652231109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7565164999652231109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/7565164999652231109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-felt-in-love-with-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-59711329023121611</id><published>2007-11-17T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:25:03.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;im so freaking angry..my damn freaking idiotic stupidly malfunctioning mp3 is really driving me nuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-59711329023121611?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/59711329023121611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-1106051170076480964</id><published>2007-11-15T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:23:56.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats happening to me?!</title><content type='html'>hong kun is so down this few days..he is mood-less for no reasons..argh..he is angry, he is bored..lol..he dun wana rot but yet he don't wish to do anything..contridicting yea? was so tired this few days..he can really slp for 12 hours if he dn have sch lahs..haha..but too bad he have sch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..anyway he is giving his 3Qs to those who concern..hahaha..TY and miss pupu..lol..and some others who did ba..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Waiting is painful... I'm tired... Really tired.." haha..sounds familiar har? lol..good luck to theperson who possess this msn PM..haha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/Rzxka1iQMHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7BONhmLFB8M/s1600-h/1063553180_80c008dd33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/Rzxka1iQMHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7BONhmLFB8M/s400/1063553180_80c008dd33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133088087505645682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how mr pipi will get back his old-self..haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-1106051170076480964?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/1106051170076480964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=1106051170076480964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1106051170076480964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/1106051170076480964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-happening-to-me.html' title='whats happening to me?!'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/Rzxka1iQMHI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7BONhmLFB8M/s72-c/1063553180_80c008dd33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-3502762491857983856</id><published>2007-11-15T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T00:41:40.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzsjaDSk6gI/AAAAAAAAASI/PUdWROEHvUc/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzsjaDSk6gI/AAAAAAAAASI/PUdWROEHvUc/s400/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132735130785606146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! PP is finally over..lol..was so nervous la..think my gesture sucks lo..haha..but the comment by the assessor wasn't that bad accept for one of them.."Good posters" ?!! lol..$9.60, oh..no.its..$14.60 for the posters of cause good lahs..lol..but duno izzit a good thing anot..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to sally's bbq at marina..thought it will only be a few peeps but ended up was quite a huge grp..haha..thn like so many i duno lahs..im really down to my luck..maybe due to knowing sally..lol..knowing her for last than a week i was invited to the bbq..lol..than the grp of guys play scissors paper stone and loser will do forfeit..we played 7 times..and guess how many time i lost? 4 TIMES!! wth! 1st forfeit: kiss a raw prawn for 10 secs, 2nd: eat a scoop of butter, 3rd: eat half a soaked soup bun with chill sauce in it 4th: eat the next half of the bun..wth..can anyone be more suay thn me? lol..ah lim told me everyone has their down periods..haha..but..y my low period is so so long? and i never experienced high periods? lol..argh..fucked up life, luck, hair and every part of me..sucksssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;izzit because i didn't open up enough of you all din bother to understand me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3502762491857983856?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3502762491857983856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=3502762491857983856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3502762491857983856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lesson..wahahaha..its was a rather active day..lol.. full of photo taking..not only in lesson time but after school where miss teh raid-ed my hp with her pics..lol..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzxiEliQMGI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wCFCliVc5rE/s1600-h/IMG_9702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzxiEliQMGI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wCFCliVc5rE/s400/IMG_9702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133085506230300770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/Rzxf-ViQMFI/AAAAAAAAASs/jzRSik_qPmI/s1600-h/IMG_96471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/Rzxf-ViQMFI/AAAAAAAAASs/jzRSik_qPmI/s400/IMG_96471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133083199832862802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzhkwM5QxsI/AAAAAAAAARw/y2YPpVumZs8/s1600-h/miss+teh+raid-ing%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzhkwM5QxsI/AAAAAAAAARw/y2YPpVumZs8/s200/miss+teh+raid-ing%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131962554646578882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzxcOliQMCI/AAAAAAAAASY/_Z7gwWYB3Zk/s1600-h/IMG_9584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzxcOliQMCI/AAAAAAAAASY/_Z7gwWYB3Zk/s400/IMG_9584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133079080959225890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/Rzhkdc5QxqI/AAAAAAAAARg/9-GdURKcgnk/s1600-h/miss+teh+catching+mr+yuen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/Rzhkdc5QxqI/AAAAAAAAARg/9-GdURKcgnk/s200/miss+teh+catching+mr+yuen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131962232524031650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzxfX1iQMEI/AAAAAAAAASk/4OfyI4mOWOs/s1600-h/IMG_9678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzxfX1iQMEI/AAAAAAAAASk/4OfyI4mOWOs/s400/IMG_9678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133082538407899202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzhknM5QxrI/AAAAAAAAARo/yasvzVy5JnY/s1600-h/miss+teh+pointing+mr+yuen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzhknM5QxrI/AAAAAAAAARo/yasvzVy5JnY/s200/miss+teh+pointing+mr+yuen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131962400027756210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzxaFFiQMBI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ChWrM3T37D8/s1600-h/IMG_9677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzxaFFiQMBI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ChWrM3T37D8/s400/IMG_9677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133076718727213074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/Rzhjuc5QxnI/AAAAAAAAARM/fmrjJhuwn2I/s1600-h/miss+teh+and+me+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/Rzhjuc5QxnI/AAAAAAAAARM/fmrjJhuwn2I/s200/miss+teh+and+me+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131961425070179954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the evidence that she really filled up my memory space with her photo shots (above) there are actually much more there i am too lazy to upload..wahahahahahaha..have a camera in my hands are a bad bad thing..wahahaha..love cameras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8202894650967407289?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8202894650967407289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8202894650967407289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8202894650967407289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/8202894650967407289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-day-picture-speaks-thousand-words.html' title='WHAT A DAY (a picture speaks a thousand words)'/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzxiEliQMGI/AAAAAAAAAS0/wCFCliVc5rE/s72-c/IMG_9702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-8044153483678256652</id><published>2007-11-11T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:46:23.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is gonna be a long post i guess..haha..so lazy to blog la in this holiday..lol..man..this one week of holiday i was staying outside for 4,5 days lahs..lol..only touched my pp for awhile nia..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1o nov 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at home for sometime till 9 like that than went to clarke quay to meet yyann and the others to go MOS..lol..the rest of us went to get the entry first than yyann stayed outside..cause her birthday ain't reached yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..then we went to BK at the central to get some food first before we waited till 12 like tat and re-enter MOS..ha..after getting our complimentary drink (kayden &amp;amp; his another friend don't have..haha) we than try to break into the dance floor..lol..but it doesn't really get me moving..haha..bastard, ang mo bitch ask me and another guy f*** off..cos we are stoning? haha..kns..than she was trying to dance a pole dance and keep grinding on me..wth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn after tat we went to get a jug of drink before we get back home..saw some kissing scenes haha..they kissed so long lo..about 5 mins i guess, and they stood infront of the toilet lo..haha..waiting for the NR6 was a nightmare..haha..took so long to come la and the travel time was long too..haha..can't blame..no $..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;9 nov 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;went to meet kayden, yyann and sally to shop for yyann's birthday present..haha..whas..spent alot of money sia that day..lol..firstly went to eat sakae sushi..lol..eat till quite full la..lol..thn after tat we went around to shop for her present..ended up she bought a bag and left the remaining to buy contact lens..lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;after that we went to haagen daz for its couple fondue..so budget right..haha..4 peeps shared all..haha..well..i love marshmallow with the dip la..so damn sweet..lol..but i felt it was too few for 2 peeps too la..haha..let alone 4..weird..the more i ate the more hungry i get..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;after eating we decided to go suntec..lol..went to the arcade there and like spent all my money there..haha..we played the mario kart la..haha..and here i announce the placing 1st: HONGKUN 2nd: kayden 3rd: sally 4th: yunyann..haha..it was quite fun lahs..a group go play was quite cool..lol..than we went to play the bball game..haha..i team-ed with yyann and kayden, sally a team..this we lost..haha..after tat we play foosball and a shooting game..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbBF85QxcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/qiUhITNoKGQ/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbBF85QxcI/AAAAAAAAAP0/qiUhITNoKGQ/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131501133425067458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;after that the childish side got the better of us..we went to Toys'r'us..haha..play the dominoes and hula hoop and stuffs..saw a pikachu car so so cute la..wanted to buy..haha..i sounded real childish man..cute?---------------------------&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbD2c5QxhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/2yUqFpqZ-jc/s1600-h/SNV30521.JPG"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-204160c7dd7258b9" 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" 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2nd time of our meeting..kns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbC6M5QxfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AVGliF6zyZI/s1600-h/SNV30506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbC6M5QxfI/AAAAAAAAAQM/AVGliF6zyZI/s320/SNV30506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131503130584860146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;..angry la..lol..so i met the others to go sch first..haha..the activity was quite lame la..9am reached..but the editing starts at 1230..wth..lol..the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbEkc5QxiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/LBl7CYVnJ1w/s1600-h/sHiRz%2B_482+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: 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master piece of the activity---&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;know who is she??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;so weird lahs..in holidays seems the the w66f gang was so bonded hur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbDR85QxgI/AAAAAAAAAQU/av99MmMr3os/s1600-h/SNV30514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbDR85QxgI/AAAAAAAAAQU/av99MmMr3os/s320/SNV30514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131503538606753282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;after the activity we went home to sleep..lol..cause MY TY ah lim and miss teh is going zouk later..haha..i met TY earlier and went to carrefour to shop for some cheap food..haha..ended up we bought a pizza, 6 sushis and 2 plain water..haha..after tat met MY and ah lim before we go and find miss teh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;thn went to queue up for zouk..whas..the queue was so damn long la..first time go jiu got bad impression le..haha..after some discussions, we decided to go plush and we met miss teh's few other friends..hahaha..we had some drinks before we headed for the dance floor..lol..i myself drink a jug of vodka with lime i guess so yucky and bitter la..nobody wanted to drink and pushed it to me..lol..and we shake till like 330 before we headed off leaving miss teh and his gang behind..after seeing the 2 other girls got a cab, we and TY went to a restaurant to watch soccer match..was so hungry la..haha..ordered some finger food we sat till 530 like tat and went to take the first train home..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6 nov 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;met miss teh 2day to visit miss evon..she let me waited for an hour plus lo..haha..overslept..lol..bt nvm la..last sem was already used to it..ha..initially wanted to watch movie want lo..but her lateness made it impossible..haha..so we went to buy a card and bear for that patient..ha..thn went down to novena to find her..lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;her dad and her another friend was there already..lol..i told her we would not be hanging around there for too long..haha..but who knows we really hanged there for like 2 hr plus la..haha..and evon was able to be discharged on that day itself..haha..im the lucky star? haha..jkjk..we brought her father to took the medicine before heading off..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;went to ps to shop for cake with miss teh before i met ah lim and MY for dinner..went to a restaurant Patricia  recommended..we ordered chicken chop, fish and chip and dory fillet..the taste aint bad..lol..but the portion was a little to small..but the lime juice was especially limey..haha..and the ambiance was great..we also ordered a mozzarella cheese  stick to  munch..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 nov 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yes!! finally another steamboat outing..so happy when i can eat steamboat..haha..met TY MY and ah lim earlier at bugis..kana cheated by TY again..wth..ask me bring uno he bring pick-up stick bt he nv..say wan eat mac and drink coffee he oso nv drink made me buy le..angry lo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbMuc5QxjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Kb8v-h3MtOg/s1600-h/Shir-299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbMuc5QxjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Kb8v-h3MtOg/s320/Shir-299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131513923837675058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;after tat we went to walk around topshop before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbNDc5QxkI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cM0e86TGjfk/s1600-h/Shir-302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1GLUxoMEkc/RzbNDc5QxkI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cM0e86TGjfk/s320/Shir-302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131514284614927938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;we went to mrt station to meet jessica, pat and miss teh..after tat we went to chong qing to have our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steamboat..haha..than after tat went to pick esther and we eat till like 9 plus 10..lol..thn we went back to parco and the others left..so MY TY miss teh and i discussed on where go chill..ended up we went to starbucks to grab some drinks and chit chat, uno-ing till 1130 plus before we headed home..haha..was feeling so so hungry this few days..y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things..that i wanted to say..but who will ustd and really listen? thkx cg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HONGKU%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HONGKU%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-8044153483678256652?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=204160c7dd7258b9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/8044153483678256652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=8044153483678256652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-3578586014378971255</id><published>2007-10-30T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T21:05:58.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>glad u have pulled urself up and try to move on ba..maybe..my job is done till now..and this will be the consequence of what my prayer has came true..no matter what..my promise of be there for you will not be broken..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3578586014378971255?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3578586014378971255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3981110455888662913.post-3997328790172413568</id><published>2007-10-29T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T14:55:01.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the class was extremely quiet today..guess it was due to the absence of kayden ba..haha..whas..the pillow of the class sia..opps! i meant pillar..haha..so boring..lesson seems so easy but im still moody..wth..so many things are going through my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up in presentation we found out we have missed doing so many things..seems like my team always failed to complete the PS..really izzit because of me? i wonder and i think im the reason why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..sometimes i dun understand..maybe i dun wana accept the fact but well..some facts are shown right in front of my eyes..haha..maybe all this makes my life so 'beautiful' ba..haha..what m i talking..i also duno..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really felt like no talk for a day..no expression and stuffs and being labelled as 'emo freak' by friends..long time since i last did that..i wonder if i should..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-3997328790172413568?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/3997328790172413568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3981110455888662913&amp;postID=3997328790172413568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3997328790172413568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3981110455888662913/posts/default/3997328790172413568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/2007/10/class-was-extremely-quiet-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lonesome nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14078475547380767230</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-3981110455888662913.post-52742060424606537</id><published>2007-10-28T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T20:28:39.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i have fallen deeply&lt;br /&gt;deeper than the past foolishly&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid once again&lt;br /&gt;afraid i will feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;and putting myself with blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only be beside you for now&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the right time which is not now&lt;br /&gt;yet thinking how many things should i do&lt;br /&gt;before you finally say yes i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know right now its not easy to let go&lt;br /&gt;but new things wouldn't come when old don't go&lt;br /&gt;i am willing to help you to forgo&lt;br /&gt;just a word from you and i am on the go&lt;br /&gt;to do what you wanted me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever you wanted i promise i will do&lt;br /&gt;even if i can't i promise to try to&lt;br /&gt;just a nod from you&lt;br /&gt;and it will left us two&lt;br /&gt;where dreams and happiness fill us both&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-52742060424606537?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/52742060424606537/comments/default' title='Post 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haha..maybe..thn after a few hours came a grp of strong bballers..haha..whas..was really trashed but have alot of 'KICK' haha..bt was realli damn tired and i promised someone to rest well! so i decided to go home..hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudden craving for sour and spicy hot TOM YAM SOUP!! haha..random..but realli..wanted the 'SHIOK' feel ar..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pls take good care of yourself  like what u've told me to..SMILE!=P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3981110455888662913-4774950952809447516?l=kundunomisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kundunomisu.blogspot.com/feeds/4774950952809447516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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