<?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-22732767</id><updated>2011-08-30T20:03:06.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22732767.post-8476915541076936067</id><published>2008-06-06T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:38:02.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Switched</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I switched to Wordpress.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've committed a crime of treason (to Blogger), so check me out at darthkev.wordpress.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See y'all there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-8476915541076936067?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/8476915541076936067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=8476915541076936067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8476915541076936067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8476915541076936067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/06/switched.html' title='Switched'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-4047452811033870821</id><published>2008-06-06T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:16:53.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment box.</title><content type='html'>Alright, the guys have been asking me to put up a comment box.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the problem with these skins are that most of 'em, don't have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've tried to copy the scripts from the customized ones, it all failed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got frustrated, and once again use this skin, minus the comment box, still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-4047452811033870821?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/4047452811033870821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=4047452811033870821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/4047452811033870821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/4047452811033870821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/06/comment-box.html' title='Comment box.'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-5406389160228954768</id><published>2008-06-06T02:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T02:18:11.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new low.</title><content type='html'>This just in: this week's boredom level hits a new low.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno why, the boredom seems to be quite excruciating nowadays, I should say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-5406389160228954768?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/5406389160228954768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=5406389160228954768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/5406389160228954768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/5406389160228954768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-low.html' title='A new low.'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22732767.post-8811893170545857617</id><published>2008-06-03T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:42:35.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning out.</title><content type='html'>Today, I saw the largest note, in terms of amount and size, for the first time. 10000-dollar-note, I couldn't even fit it into my wallet. Hmm, I think it's intended for something else.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I paid my deposit to confirm my acceptance in my university, and the amount ain't small. Note to self: prepare a trust fund for my future child 'cuz education ain't cheap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got back home after handing in my acceptance to the education consultant and walking around looking at laptops, my mom told me no need to get Apple laptops. 'Cuz my mom's friend told her Dell's good enough, and XPS came into my mind. I'm still trying to convince my mom about MacBook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in the evening, I went to tennis with the guys again. Didn't have much fun playing though, dunno why. Dinner at Mister Pizza afterwards. I was kinda eager to go home though, dunno why. I think I got bored just now, it's like I'm burning outta the element of enjoying conversations. I wonder how to regain them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-8811893170545857617?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/8811893170545857617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=8811893170545857617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8811893170545857617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8811893170545857617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/06/burning-out.html' title='Burning out.'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-296961751401208326</id><published>2008-06-01T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T02:12:44.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When boredom takes over..</title><content type='html'>These few days have been kinda uneventful, so uneventful that I'd sleep my day through instead of coming online to blog. A human's ability is limited still, so here I am again. Awake and nothing much to do, the so-called Web 2.0 doesn't seem to offer much these days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno what to search on YouTube, not to mention its adult material counterpart. Facebook gets a little boring at times, all I do now is getting cash in Friends For Sale and leveling-up in My Heroes Ability.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday night, I sms-ed some people, and I was kinda amazed how unpersuasive my invitation for teas have become. The messages are replied spanning from 10 minutes to 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the tea, we headed to Dynasty again for the midnight dim-sum buffet. During the course of meal, someone, perhaps Hou mentioned something about exploring haunted grounds. And that prompted the rest of them to be interested in doing so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it ended a bit ridiculously, driving to halfway and yet haven't reach the gate of Tasek Lama, we turned around and left. Next stop was the hills at back of Jln Berangan, but it was blocked as well. We subsequently went to several deserted places, which are Pantai Meragang, Pekan Muara and finally stopped at Pantai Serasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd have to say yesterday was one of the nights which I can see so many stars glittering in the purple velvety sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staying a little over 15 minutes, we all went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That pretty much wrapped things up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-296961751401208326?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/296961751401208326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=296961751401208326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/296961751401208326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/296961751401208326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-boredom-takes-over.html' title='When boredom takes over..'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-9222166156572071813</id><published>2008-05-29T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:17:29.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably a heat wave..</title><content type='html'>I dunno if it's just me or what, today might've been one of the hottest days in Brunei.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As planned, we went for tennis early in the morning, around 7. I somehow expected Jack and I would be the earliest to arrive, which I don't mind at all. I was gonna master my serving, which I got kinda frustrated in the end (meaning I haven't quite master it). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scorching heat, I swear, almost made my head explode. That feeling was like your head's expanding and contracting at the same time. Not to mention getting burned on the skin. I already have a darker skin tone, after today would only make me look more un-Chinese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the national stadium's public pool to cool off. I had a cramp when attempting to show KahHou how butterfly was done. Thank god it wasn't as painful as I expected it to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so you see, tennis from 7 in the morning 'til 11.30 a.m, swimming under broad daylight at noon. Gotta be a record for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-9222166156572071813?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/9222166156572071813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=9222166156572071813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/9222166156572071813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/9222166156572071813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/05/probably-heat-wave.html' title='Probably a heat wave..'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-1656309919585391678</id><published>2008-05-29T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:24:59.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No longer an opinion.</title><content type='html'>So, I just found out something quite amusing just now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were discussing about something when suddenly, a friend (let's call him A), made a statement about certain people being bitches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'So if a person, say your colleague, is being a hypocrite/bitch, he's bound to be *** then?'&lt;/span&gt; I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'People who are being hypocritical, he might not be ***. But people who are *** are bound to be hypocritical bitches,'&lt;/span&gt; A stated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This statement is no longer an opinion, it has become a certain perspective. A case or two can instill certain views into one's mind and thus becomes a perspective. Why not listen to more than, let's say, five cases, then back up and finally conclude your statement? I'm sure that would sound even more convincing. I'd have nothing to rebut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this argument, another topic was brought up to divert it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty much amazed by what people can do to avoid collisions. I'm starting to wonder when will they have the balls to take an argument like a responsible adult, or rather man. Just freakin' own up to what you've said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason this certain topic is always brought up is just because of me. Somehow I feel that I don't even have the rights to be angry, needless to say frustrated. Tease can accumulate so much when it suddenly sounds offensive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what can we do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk away and stop listening.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay and take it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both choices don't seem to be working for me right now. If I chose numero une, I'll have even more stuffs to be discussed and picked on. If the latter, I don't even know what face to make anymore. The face would become a poker, and would become very ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This would all have to be my own fault, for being one of the main laughing stock of the group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry if I somehow offended any of you, I'm just stating my OPINIONS only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-1656309919585391678?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/1656309919585391678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=1656309919585391678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/1656309919585391678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/1656309919585391678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-longer-opinion.html' title='No longer an opinion.'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-6806895131809492364</id><published>2008-05-28T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:03:45.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems with navigation?</title><content type='html'>Hmm, so far I've received three feedbacks from my friends about the new skin. It turned out to be quite a problem in accessing into my blog. One of them said he got in effortlessly. The other two said what do I do?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, I liked my new skin though. Much more easier though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today, I personally dunno what to write. 'Cuz these few weeks have been quite uneventful in my life. There're some little ripples though, but still nothing major.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I hope my grandma gets better day by day, which she is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess nothing much to say for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-6806895131809492364?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/6806895131809492364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=6806895131809492364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/6806895131809492364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/6806895131809492364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/05/problems-with-navigation.html' title='Problems with navigation?'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-6754715869832951774</id><published>2008-05-28T01:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:48:32.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin</title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm back in blogging now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New layout, new way to getting into my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it fun, dunno about y'all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm just wondering what to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll figure out asap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-6754715869832951774?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/6754715869832951774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=6754715869832951774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/6754715869832951774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/6754715869832951774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-skin.html' title='New skin'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-8537740682680411208</id><published>2008-05-27T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:15:29.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the fuck?!</title><content type='html'>Pardon me for using such disturbing word, but it has to be said.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I used this word, I was bombarded. Quite an ambush, things just turned outta hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was getting shit for something that has nothing to do with me, and thus the 'title'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for posting such angry post, I know using this word for anger release is unjustifiable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never mind such trivial matter. Just for the moment of anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I've too much anger bottled up, so in times of provocation, some of them just seeped out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry if some of them accidentally 'kena' y'all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disclaimer: This post is not directed to anyone, don't think too much. If anyone wonders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-8537740682680411208?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/8537740682680411208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=8537740682680411208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8537740682680411208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8537740682680411208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-fuck.html' title='What the fuck?!'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-5825984374124941189</id><published>2008-05-10T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:52:14.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 In the Morning</title><content type='html'>Another post after months of inactive blogging, I'm starting to wonder why I'm still keeping the blog. It's kinda weird that I suddenly have a mood to update. I reckon I'll be updating a lil' bit frequent than what I used to be, aka once in a few months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see, now I'm pretty much just waiting to leave Brunei and go to the Land of Kangaroos &amp;amp; Koalas for further studies. The precise location would be in the state of Victoria, that pretty much explains where I'll be for the next god-knows-how-many-years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very active in Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss eating without control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the two weeks in KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am watching D.I.E, a Hong-Kong crimedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to leave Brunei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what to bring to Australia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to bring my weights down to the norm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am stopping now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Til we meet again, mon ami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-5825984374124941189?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/5825984374124941189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=5825984374124941189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/5825984374124941189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/5825984374124941189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-in-morning.html' title='3 In the Morning'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22732767.post-5839578933888879066</id><published>2008-03-04T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T02:12:47.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Skies..</title><content type='html'>Wow, having myself read my past posts. I actually felt funny, the posts were written in that moment of despair. Looking back those posts looked childish.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, that's the 'oh-my-god-my-life-is-so-fucked-up' post&lt;/span&gt;, I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! So the old saying's true, people do grow older and wiser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might be back to blogging, stay tuned! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sound like a freakin' radio station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Au revoir, mon ami!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-5839578933888879066?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/5839578933888879066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=5839578933888879066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/5839578933888879066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/5839578933888879066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2008/03/blue-skies.html' title='Blue Skies..'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-8689961542752368825</id><published>2007-06-19T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T20:47:51.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A touch of nostalgia/naiveness/innocence...</title><content type='html'>Hey folks, I'm back. I reckon I should make a come-back statement before I started babbling about my monotonous yet alright daily life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, to make my title relevant to my content. I should explain why I put on such title. The reason is just simply I'm kinda into nostalgia. For example, Emil Chow's songs &amp;amp; Walt Disney's Classics. Yeah, basically it's something like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it's holiday now. This holiday comes just in time for a break from the hassle of AS examinations. One week might be enough for some people (I wonder who think one week is just enough), but it just isn't enough for someone like me. I guess I'll just have to brace myself for the rest of this year and get over with A2, then I can really enjoy my will-be-very-long break for 3 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to talk crap now. Before this turns into a bore, I'll just say bye-bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the rest of your holidays, pals! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-8689961542752368825?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/8689961542752368825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=8689961542752368825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8689961542752368825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8689961542752368825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2007/06/touch-of-nostalgianaivenessinnocence.html' title='A touch of nostalgia/naiveness/innocence...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-1035661756447746576</id><published>2007-05-16T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:46:08.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont' Expect Too Much..</title><content type='html'>It seems like thousands of years since I last update my blog. Basically I'm back here to say hi to my pals in KL. Hehe, in case you guys dunno how I've been. Blog might be your medium to get to me. What am I saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, problem seemed to be okay now. One lesson I've learned: don't expect too much. Now, much happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Happy and quite content with current conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: Nah, I don't smoke. (But I tried two last 2 weeks though, hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booze: Haven't in ages. Come back Jack! Let's drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study: Sucks like shit, now doing last minute revisions on AS Bio. Just finished Thinking Skills today, have a feeling I gotta re-sit for it anyway. Best of luck for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health: Perfect! Now I'm concerned about my weight. Although I look not so fat and people actually were suprised by the fact that I'm 85kg (my height compensated for my weight, hehe :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've one blog to recommend. I was reading the Thursday feature report from Sin Chew and they were talking about the life of the seniors, and one of them is an auntie who lives in KL. She blogs, which is kinda cool. I'm pretty sure my mom wouldn't wanna learn when she gets to the age. Anyway, have a look. It's kinda nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/mamateoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. To my friends in KL, in case y'all don't know. Chuisan and Julius them all graduated already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-1035661756447746576?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/1035661756447746576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=1035661756447746576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/1035661756447746576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/1035661756447746576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2007/05/dont-expect-too-much.html' title='Dont&apos; Expect Too Much..'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-8529823747062207923</id><published>2007-04-01T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T22:25:58.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>要咬緊牙關熬過去嗎？</title><content type='html'>看了老方的部落格後，又有點不知所措了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道怎麽做才是真正好的方法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果要繼續咬緊牙關的話，有誰陪我走這段路啊？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果放棄的話，還是我一個人繼續走。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我該怎麽辦啊？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幹嘛做人這樣煩啊！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-8529823747062207923?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/8529823747062207923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=8529823747062207923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8529823747062207923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/8529823747062207923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='要咬緊牙關熬過去嗎？'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-3442603555215946627</id><published>2007-04-01T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T01:15:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>還是會難過...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;雖然說跟以前的好朋友都閙僵了，關係要到了嚴重的冰點。&lt;br /&gt;我也應該學會放手了，畢竟都已經閙到衆叛親離的地步了。&lt;br /&gt;我試著改， 但是過沒幾天，還是便會老樣子。&lt;br /&gt;有點恨，恨自己的死性不改，恨自己的健忘。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本來以爲可以放手了。&lt;br /&gt;但是聽到朋友們的外出，那些我曾經也會出現的， 也不免心裏揪痛了一下。&lt;br /&gt;有些事情不是說放下就放下，我其實非常佩服那些能夠說放手就放手的人。&lt;br /&gt;他們應該具備某些先天性的條件才能做到的吧。&lt;br /&gt;人性畢竟本善。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些心結，搞不好已經被打死了。&lt;br /&gt;搞不好永遠也打不開了。&lt;br /&gt;那些心結，已注定會跟著你一輩子了。&lt;br /&gt;但是，難免還是會自欺欺人。&lt;br /&gt;欺騙自己已經沒事了，欺騙所有人已經過去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心結打開了，才能得到真正的解脫。&lt;br /&gt;打不開，也只好永遠把它藏在心底的最深處。&lt;br /&gt;希望它永遠再也不會影響到你，再也不會讓你不知所措。&lt;br /&gt;希望它不會讓你對以後可能出現的友情卻步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或許，人是該經過真正失去所有，才會真正懂得珍惜擁有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[忽然很有mood寫華文。華文真的比較能夠寫出我的心聲吧。Sorry for those who couldn't read Mandarin.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. It's April's Fool and Tzia Ming's 18th B'day. Happy Birthday Tzia Ming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-3442603555215946627?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/3442603555215946627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=3442603555215946627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/3442603555215946627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/3442603555215946627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='還是會難過...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-5246314869352742090</id><published>2007-03-21T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T13:04:59.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion...</title><content type='html'>Am I too hasty to find out what's wrong with me and with me and everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I just think that I'm moving too fast to wanting to find out what's wrong without a realisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A realisation that says:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; do you really understand what's wrong&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe time will really tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-5246314869352742090?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/5246314869352742090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=5246314869352742090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/5246314869352742090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/5246314869352742090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2007/03/confusion.html' title='Confusion...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-3411757287083283363</id><published>2007-03-18T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:18:07.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not ready yet...</title><content type='html'>OK, I think the last post I wrote was a freaking denial of what I felt towards my friends. Moving forward is not exactly the way to solve the problem, you didn't solve it. You just let the problem getting worse. You just let the friendship that you valued 'rot'. All along I was just lying to myself that these things wouldn't matter to me anymore, actually I still care. But I've become so consumed with my own problems that I've forgotten that I still have friends that give a shit what I think, they still care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I have a problem, I blame it on someone else. I release my anger and frustration on my friend. I did it without any guilt. Now I knew, it wasn't his problem after all. It was my problem all along. Now I know, I've realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my realisation has come to slow. My friends have left me on the sidewalk, and they've gone so far that I'm afraid I couldn't catch up anymore. All I ask is just one more chance. One more chance to make it up to you guys, I meant it. I still care, I still give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, guys. Especially to LaoBu, I know you've been hoping that I'll wake up from my own denial, hoping that I'll change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, I'm willing to face it now. I am, and I meant it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-3411757287083283363?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/3411757287083283363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=3411757287083283363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/3411757287083283363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/3411757287083283363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-ready-yet.html' title='Not ready yet...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-117393264482677323</id><published>2007-03-15T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:25:52.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving forward...</title><content type='html'>Long time no see fellow bloggers and readers, I think it's really been a long time since I updated my blog (approximately 2 months, I guess.). Let's see, life's been crap for the past two months. Conflicts with friends, personal crises everywhere. I've been pulling myself downwards and was oblivious of the good things that's happening around me. I was sinking and I thought all those problems were my karmic retributions, for something that I did and now it's making a come-back and haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I got through that. Suddenly, I had this 'brilliant' realisation: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the hell are you doing? You gotta move on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why are you still holding on to something that's no longer what it used to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let go, move on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two months of hiding at the corner, I finally got on my feet again. I've decided to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a good life, I don't want craps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what I've to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll start blogging again. I'll get a new skin. I'll start afresh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-117393264482677323?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/117393264482677323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=117393264482677323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/117393264482677323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/117393264482677323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2007/03/moving-forward.html' title='Moving forward...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-116913099308347056</id><published>2007-01-18T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:36:33.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotionally exhausted...</title><content type='html'>I'm getting sick of thinking too much, but I just can't stop that. The brain does the work, not me. In fact, I'm controlled by the brain anyway. Emotionally exhausted, but sometimes I ask myself: Why bother? Although sometimes I can come with an answer, but deep down I know I'm just making excuses. Excuses to ignore the truth. As the old saying goes, truth is cruel. It never was pleasant. You'll just have to deal with it, and grow stronger from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think it's just strange that after so long (for 2 months plus, I guess.) for not blogging, I give my readers a sorta heavy starter as my comeback-post. Yeah, for the past months, crises came and gone, problems left unsolved. That's the way somethings are, they're meant to be unsolved. Ignorance might be the best doctor after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm getting more and more pessimistic. I was suppose to be the other way round, not pessimistic. It's not the way I wanted it to be. But hey, it ain't my fault, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll keep blogging. Provided I've the time and inspiration to write. In the mean time, I bid y'all adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-116913099308347056?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/116913099308347056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=116913099308347056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116913099308347056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116913099308347056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2007/01/emotionally-exhausted.html' title='Emotionally exhausted...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-116211919093587869</id><published>2006-10-29T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:18:29.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash...</title><content type='html'>First off, a very big 'long time no see' to my fellow bloggers and readers. It's been a while since I last updated. I guess it's just that I was and am still busy with my AS exam. I think y'all have to wait until the whole exam thing ended, then y'all have a chance to see me blogging more frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two weeks just flew by, which of course without me realising it. The major highlights were doing badly in my Bio Pract and having my first ever car crash. I'm not gonna elaborate on my practical, since I think I'll do badly anyway though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car crash wasn't something very serious. It was just a minor one, someone hit my car and it's all settled already. A very big thank you to Hou for his calm mind and tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened not long ago, actually it happened yesterday on the 28th of Oct (I guess I'll have to remember this day, eh?). Well, I was hanging out with my friends at Gadong and dined-in at Excapade Sushi with Yin, who just came back from Miri the day before. Hou and I left afterward and we were on our way to San's house. We picked Siong up on our way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accident happened near Yon's house. It all happened a bit too sudden to me. Apparently, I was at fault to this whole thing. I freaked out and started saying stuffs which are uncomfortable to listen. Thanks to Hou, he helped me talk to the driver and settled the whole thing. I, again hereby apologize 'bout the fuss that I caused to the driver and her family. I'm so sorry that I sorta ruined their Raya. I truly am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that amazed me is that I can still go to San's house to gamble, like nothing has happened before. A reminder to the car crash was the inward curve on the side my car. Poor you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all I can say, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-116211919093587869?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/116211919093587869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=116211919093587869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116211919093587869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116211919093587869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/10/crash.html' title='Crash...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-116098368623298790</id><published>2006-10-16T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T15:28:06.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earplugs please...</title><content type='html'>On a supposedly very uneventful day, wait! I think I'll have to take back what I said, because it wasn't really unevenful, I just had my AS Maths P1 exam. I think I rocked it (sounds like I just a photo shoot, lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm supposed to be watching John Tucker Must Die at this time. However, due to my late arrival, my friends bought the 3.45 show. I thought they were in the cinema, but they were waiting for me. Sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the sudden boredom that dawned on all of us, we decided to head to the town-renowned (I can't exactly say world-renowned,eh?) Rainforest Cafe. Before we left the Mall, Chen and I left our bags at the gym's locker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, initially, was quite acceptable and in case y'all were wondering, I was referring to the noise. People make all kinds of sounds/noise, ie. they might moan when they're in pleasure. In this freaking case, these loud-mouth gamers yelled all the way across the room. Damn, I need earplugs. In less than 30 minutes, I'm gonna get out of this shithole and watch the movie that I was supposed to be watching one and a half hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Rainforest, please provided headphones for users who need silence or music. We don't need to hear people yelling "Go here! Oi!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed user...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-116098368623298790?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/116098368623298790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=116098368623298790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116098368623298790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116098368623298790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/10/earplugs-please.html' title='Earplugs please...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-116044306014335884</id><published>2006-10-10T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T10:14:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Chen and Liang!!</title><content type='html'>On the 9th of October this year, Chen turns 18. We, who happened to be some of his close friends, of course have to be celebrate this very special day with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before his  birthday, I called him up and asked him who did he wanna invite? As usual, he wanted us to decide for him. So, I did the decision-making part for him. He wanted to have a lunch with his close pals, so I sms-ed Hou, Siong, Yon, and Laobu, who'll contact Ching and Laobe (Chunjing, he's my 'new' dad, ^.^). I told Chen to show up at one o'clock but I told the rest to come at 11.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was supposed to wake up at around 10 o'clock in the morning, which I really did when I got a call from Hou. After I took a glimpse of the clock which read 10.10 am, I went back into bed to get some more sleep. Another phone call from Hou woke me up and it was 11.10 am. I rushed into the bathroom and when I came out again, another phone call from Hou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was driving out of my house, the cars on the road all seemed to be in rush and that made me missed the first U-turn. I gotta drive further to get to another U-turn which was on a hill. That, I guess, took three minutes of my time. When I reached Hou's house, he didn't come down when I honked. I reached there at 11.37 am (that's what my clock said...) and he came down at 11.43 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I honked five to six times, didn't you hear it?" I asked with impatience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just heard one honk though," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna continue to argue with him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forget it&lt;/span&gt;, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, can you bring me to my mom's office?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove him to his office for him to get some cash from his mom. Then we headed to Siong's place, which I reckoned he might be there waiting for me to pick him up. But he'd already left, then I guess it was kinda my fault for not telling him in the first place. Anyways, by the time we reached Gadong, it was 12 pm and we were 30 minutes late. No one was there at McD, I asked Hou to call them up. He insisted on messaging, which I thought would take some time. They showed up eventually and we went to present-hunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we bought everything within our budget and were on our way returning to McD, Chen, Yon and Laobe were sitting there waiting for us to come. I handed him the present and gave him a little birthday hug. When we all settled, I asked Chen where did he wanna have lunch at. He couldn't make up his mind. We were heading to Swenson's when he suddenly said he ate there the day before. So, we changed venue and had our lunch at Pizza Hut Primo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate, drank and chatted until 3 something. When the bill came, I was shocked. It was a bit too pricey, although Chen was the one paying. I ached, for his wallet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ouch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to the cinema and saw that The Host was showing at 3.55 pm. The time shown on the wall clock was 3.57 pm. We still had time, so we bought the ticket and rushed into the cinema. It was perfect timing, cuz it just started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Host was actually about a creature that emerged from South Korea's Han River. The creature was mutated because of some dumb-ass American scientist insisted on pouring all the toxic chemicals into the drain. The other Korean scientist, who obviously was inferior in his position, couldn't do anything much but to follow the order. Anyway, the creature was a bit of everything, somewhat like a frog/fish/lizard. It came up from the Han River six years after the pouring of toxic chemicals and it seemed it was hunting for food though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character, Park Gang-du's daughter Hyun-seo was taken by the creature. They all assumed that Hyun-seo died, until she called Gang-du in the middle of the night. He told the police and they all treated him like lunatics of course. So, Gang-du and his family escaped from the hospital (they were taken to the hospital because they saw or contacted with the creature, and the government thought that the creature was a host to a hybrid virus of SARS and something else.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They used all their assets to buy guns and a car equipped with disinfectant to search Hyun-seo in the sewers of Han River. Gang-du's father was killed and he was taken back to the hospital. His brother, Nam-il and sister, Nam-joo continued to look for Hyun-seo. Nam-il found his friend was working in the telecom to trace Hyun-seo's call to Gang-du but his friend was planning to turn Nam-il in to the police to get the reward. Nam-il escaped, with a broken arm. Before he blacked-out, he sent a message to Nam-joo. After receiving the message, Nam-joo rushed to Wonbyo Bridge where Hyun-seo was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't make it (she was knocked out by the creature when she was trying to shoot it) but Gang-du did (he escaped again, this time with a hostage.). By the time he saw Hyun-seo, she was in the creature's mouth. He managed to pull her out its mouth but she didn't seem be breathing. The creature was affected by the government's biological weapon and Gang-du killed it with a pole that went into its mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was good, critics said that it was the best monster movie ever. I never come across Korean monster movie, this was the first and it definitely was top-notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when we came out of the cinema. We were going to Excapade when Laobu got a call from Ming. Ming wanted to go to karaoke, so we went and cancelled our table at Excapade. But Big Thumb was full, so we headed back to Excapade and had our dinner there. My lil' brother was having his dinner there as well and he has the same birthday with Chen. So I went back and forth in two rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2163/2317/1600/liang%20and%20chen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2163/2317/320/liang%20and%20chen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We left at around 10 something, I guess. Chen brought some presents back but I brought my tiredness home. Anyway, Happy Birthday Chen and Liang!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-116044306014335884?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/116044306014335884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=116044306014335884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116044306014335884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116044306014335884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-chen-and-liang.html' title='Happy Birthday, Chen and Liang!!'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-116021287852382017</id><published>2006-10-07T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T17:31:13.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tried...</title><content type='html'>After I've done writing the last post and published it, I watched one of my favourite dramas: Sex and The City. I know it seems a bit weird for a guy to watch it, but hey, it's nice though. It was 5 in the morning, and I watched it until my brothers woke up and started preparing for school. While they were still preparing, I went back to bed instead and made up my times that were supposed to be used for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, I heard my phone ringing. A message came and it was from Kee Kuan Loung ,whom has arrived at Yon's house. I called him and asked who was there. It turned out he was the only one there, with Yon of course. Chen didn't reply his message, so he didn't show up. I told him I'll be ready in 30 minutes. I went back into bed instead, and ended up arriving at Yon's house at 12.15 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kee brought his so-called next gen. game console, the Xbox 360. Well, he didn't have much games though. Just 5, namely Top Spins 2, Call of Duty, Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion, Ghost Recon and Burnout. There weren't many for us to play though, and he kept complaining 'bout Yon's TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up playing Top Spins 2 for quite a long time. It was nice to play, especially doubles. I used Sharapova and Yon used Federer. Haha, they're supposed to be world-class tennis players, but with our controls, they ended up losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite fun though, Xbox 360. We'll wait for the other 2 to release, but I, especially would love to have a Nintendo Wii though. Anyways, Kee's leaving tomorrow, so bon voyage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-116021287852382017?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/116021287852382017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=116021287852382017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116021287852382017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116021287852382017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/10/tried.html' title='Tried...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-116016796505434555</id><published>2006-10-07T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T05:00:04.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprising and being suprised...</title><content type='html'>On the 4th of October, we celebrated Stella's birthday at the Korean Restaurant. Kahhou planned a suprise party for her. She was suprised and happy 'bout it. There came a man who suprised us with something which we considered 'woo..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before  Stella's birtday, I went to Laobu's house to watch some movies, which I've mentioned in the previous post. I got a call from Kahhou the next morning, he told me his plan of suprising Stella, which I found quite intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were what he told me on the phone that morning (I was informed in on short notice, -_-):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll come to your house at around 10 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then we'll leave to Home Centre to refund the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;(For your information, the ticket's are the Leehom's concert tickets. It wasn't Leehom's concert in the first place, it was Guang Liang's instead. It suddenly changed to Leehom's. Anyways, I found out that it might be a scam when I read the newspaper. Malaysia Sony Music and Guang Liang's Management Company both claimed that neither Guang Liang nor Leehom are gonna have a concert in Brunei this year. To worsen the case, that production company doesn't seem to exist. It pretty much caused a stir during that time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that, we'll go to pick Kahsiong and Sieng Yen up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then we'll buy a cake at Mum's Bakery , and we'll drop Sieng Yen and Siong at the Korean Restaurant so they'll prepare the cake with candles lit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We'll leave to Liang Toon to pick Stella up, and (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here comes the interesting part...&lt;/span&gt;) I'll blindfold her with a cloth. I'll lead her all the way to the Korean Restaurant, then she's settled, I'll remove the cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I also asked Seng Yen to call from Singapore before he enter the examination (he was going to have his exam at 1 o'clock.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that, we'll go to the gym.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My reaction to this: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How come your reaction's the same as Siong's when I told him?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you expect me to say since you've got it all planned?" I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did all the stuffs he told us. But while we were having our lunch, came a man we never expected and thought of. His name is Ignatius Stephen, he is the owner of BruDirect.com and DeRoy@alle Cafe. He also turned out be a freelance reporter for Borneo Bulletin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who was the lady being blindfolded?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Hou started explaining the whole thing, and when Mr. Stephen has done listening. He said he's gonna put this whole suprise-Stella-thing into the newspaper. We were suprised. He gave us his contact numbers and stuffs. He wanted us to meet him at his office so that he could get the photos from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Hou and I have finished working out at the gym, we went back to my house and waited a bit. We left to DeRoy@alle Cafe, but Mr. Stephen was nowhere to be found. So Hou asked one of the waitresses where could we find him. She told us the way and we went upstairs into his office. When we arrived at the third floor of the building where his office is, the doors on either side of the offices seemed to be locked. So, Siong called him up, he showed up on the other side and opened the door. We gave him the photos and some details like our names, how the whole thing happened and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, he brought us down to his cafe and treated us some of his cafe's new dishes. Hou and I ordered spaghettis and Siong ordered Fish and Chip. The food was nice. We talked with Mr. Stephen until 12.30 am, I guess. We paid our own bills, the food that he treated wasn't in the bill though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent both of them back home as usual (I wonder when'll people send me home, eh?) and I reached home at 1.15 am. God, I'm so lazy to drive these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-116016796505434555?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/116016796505434555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=116016796505434555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116016796505434555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/116016796505434555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/10/suprising-and-being-suprised.html' title='Suprising and being suprised...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-115988102518343315</id><published>2006-10-03T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T21:51:28.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relived...</title><content type='html'>As referred to the title, I guess y'all know what that means. Well, I relived some of the moments I spent as a child and also as a student of good, old CHMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Kahsiong and QJie (aka Laobu) planned about our little breakfast at CHMS canteen yesterday while I was working out (technically speaking) at the gym for a brief one and a half hour. Then I went home with some very old (circa 1980's) Cantonese movies. One of them's called Thunder Cops (猛鬼大廈), but as we all can see the Chinese title, it might as well been named Haunted Apartment, eh? It was supposed to be a horror flick, but it turned out to be funny instead of horrifying. I finished that movie off at 1.30 in the morning, I guess. I went to sleep afterward, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that I heard when I awaken from slumber was my house phone ringing.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is that my wake-up call?&lt;/span&gt; I thought. My maid knocked my door and said that a friend called. I answered the phone and heard Kahhou's voice in a very cheerful tone (Argh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hmm...' I growled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hello, good morning. It's time for you to get up,' Hou greeted in an annoyingly cheerful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I hate you,' I growled again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I hate you too when you call and wake me up. Ok, since it's 8.00 am, you can still lay in your bed until 8.15. Then you go brush your teeth and take your bath. After that you come and pick Siong and I up, okay?' He announced the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Okay, bye,' I hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, true to my nature as a full-time sleeper, laid on my bed for another 15 minutes. Like what Hou has planned, I brushed my teeth and had a cold shower to jolt the drowsiness off. I got dressed and took off to Hou's house. I waited for around five minutes plus, I guess. I went up to his house and rang his bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Who's there?' he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's me,' I replied, and no one seemed to be answering the door. I pressed the bell for a few times when he finally answered the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I was shitting.' he said after he opened the door for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How many times do you have to shit a day? &lt;/span&gt;I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he began thinking what should he bring. In the mean time, I went inside and played his PC for a while, leaving his door open. When we left his house, it was 9 o'clock. We picked Siong up and went to CHMS. When we arrived at CHMS, we went to the canteen straight away after Hou chatted with Angeleen a bit. I was suprised to see Chen there, since they didn't tell me if he's coming along or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved to a cooler bench with the fans. We bought some food that we used to buy, we started talking. At around 11 o'clock, we had to leave and pick Ching up at MD (She was having her Accounts exam.). But before we leave, Siong and I accompanied Chen to go to the office to get his O Level Certificate. On our way back to my car, my stomach began ache, like tons of rope tangled togehter. I gotta shit. Then I went to Laobu's car and grabbed a tissue box and rushed to the lavatory. I was thinking about my time at CHMS when I was shitting. I remembered I had times when I had this sudden urge to shit, but normally I always waited until I reach home. There were also times when I just bought a pack of tissue and got over with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm done, Laobu, Chen and Hou left for MD first. So, we followed. Then we went to Chen's house and picked something up. That's The Untold Story (八仙飯店之人肉叉燒包). I was scared shitless when I watched it when I was around 6 or something. I didn't know the story, of course. After some surfing on the Internet, I found out that the film was based on a true story. There really was a lunatic who butchered the whole family of the owner of Pat Sin Restaurant (八仙飯店) and made them into Char Siu Bao (叉燒包).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2163/2317/1600/Iron%20Ladies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2163/2317/320/Iron%20Ladies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, we watched it at Laobu's house. After that with Hou's persistence, we watched Iron Ladies (人妖打排球) which was dubbed with Cantonese. Some well known comedians of Hong Kong did the voice-over. It was not bad, a bit of a light-hearted comedy. If we were to listen to the original Thai version, I guess it wouldn't be much funny. Considering we have to read the subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home after we finished it. That's all for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-115988102518343315?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/115988102518343315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=115988102518343315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115988102518343315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115988102518343315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/10/relived.html' title='Relived...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-115971082257675999</id><published>2006-10-01T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:53:42.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasagna-ed...</title><content type='html'>Woohoo... well basically today's a good day, Sunday. How nice it is. Anyway, I only did one thing today. That's making a lasagna. Yeah, a lasagna. In case, any of you were wondering what's a lasagna. It's an Italian food, with meat sauce and stuffs. And it's my first time making one. I always thought it's tough making one. After all, it's not so bad anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after waking up at 3pm in the afternoon, took a bath and felt extremely refreshed. I decided to undertake what I've planned earlier this week: making a lasagna. I brought my mom (I used the word 'brought' because I was driving) to Supasave to buy all the ingredients needed. On arrival, I saw tens of cars (I'd like to use hundreds, but it would sound too exaggerated, right?), and I thought: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People are more active during Ramadhan, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, I grabbed a shopping basket and went into the aisles and started 'hunting'. Time to pay the bill, $96! My mom's conclusion: The stuffs you bought are too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get home, I did the driving, of course. Once I reached home, I grabbed only two plastic bags and rushed upstairs and asked my maid to take the rest of them. I chilled for a few seconds and started preparing the meat sauce and stuffs. My mom helped a bit and my youngest brother also helped a bit. I did most of the part :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1 hour later, I got my lasagna. It looked a bit watery though, it's not exactly the thick texture that I expected. I was like: Hey, it's the first time! When I had my first serving, I was mezmerised. I wanted more, but I only had another serving. My brothers finished it off. Their critics: let's make another one, someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2163/2317/1600/lasagna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2163/2317/320/lasagna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a picture of my creation. Haha. I know it's a bit ugly, but it's my first time making it. So bear with it a little bit, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/22732767-115971082257675999?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/115971082257675999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=115971082257675999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115971082257675999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115971082257675999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/10/lasagna-ed.html' title='Lasagna-ed...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-115963515381402940</id><published>2006-10-01T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:18:57.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging...</title><content type='html'>Blogging, the sorta like new generation thingy. What can i do with this piece of sh*t? It's been 2 months since I last wrote a post. I've actually ran out of ideas. People can express their tiredness, boredom or whatever the sh*t they wanna post. They can even use bombastic, superfluous English to embellish their posts, which I kinda envy. In the end, I still like to keep things simple. I don't wanna put my 'beloved' readers off with those kinda posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what've I been doing for the past 2 months of blog-free lifestyle. Actually, I don't have much of an idea. I'm living a routined life, getting up half-heartedly from bed, brushing my teeth and taking my baths, drinking a shot of Milo before taking off to school (with my younger brothers in the car), having classes, break, having more classes, a much longer lunch break, another afternoon lesson, go home, rest a bit, to the gym, go home and sleep. That's pretty much my life: tedious and boring. Sometimes, I just wanna leave and go for an adventure. I need ONE, seriously. I don't wanna live like this. My life couldn't be that simple. I don't want that. I want excitements and adventures. I don't want smooth sailing on the sea, I want a rollercoaster ride. Who would wanna settle for this, your life like a scheduled timetable? This whole thing's just freaking me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we just need to take a break. Maybe things aren't so bad after all. I've lived through crises, I believe I'll continue to grow stronger and tougher. I know I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[You know what, I think I'm actually contradicting myself.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-115963515381402940?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/115963515381402940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=115963515381402940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115963515381402940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115963515381402940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-115220775069515179</id><published>2006-07-07T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T01:42:30.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acted-up Right Lower Back...</title><content type='html'>Ok, folks. Basically today's my first day, well officially, picking up my friends, which all live in different areas. Suching lives near Bandar, which is sort of like a blessing to me. 'Cuz it's the closest to Gadong. The worst thing about the whole picking-up my friends thing was missing the route or junctions leading to the last person on my pick-up list, that's my 'laobu', QJie. Chen's house's of moderate distance, but it still took sometime for me to reach his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this whole go-to-watch-Superman-outing wasn't all planned out actually. It was sort of a spontaneous thing that I thought of 'cuz I wanna watch Superman Returns. Then, I asked Siong earlier at school, then he checked the screening time of Cineplex and text-ed me the schedule for Superman Returns. Then I asked Chen, QJie, whom I asked to ask Suching out. I also asked Siong to ask CR out. I received calls from Chen and QJie, turned out I gotta pick them up, which was fine for me, 'cuz there ain't got any choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to Fitness Zone early today to do my cardio workout, and I knew I wouldn't have the time to do my weight training 'cuz I made a mental note if we were going to make it back to Gadong, I would've to finish my cardio early and left earlier, which was best to be 5 o'clock. Then I sort of like talked to a friend at gym and the time just flew by without my notice. I rushed to the changing room and had a quick bath. By the time I checked out the gym, I think it was about 5.30-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought two breads on my way to my car, and I kept getting calls from my friends asking me where was I while driving. I drove to Suching's place, but I missed the junction at first. 'Cuz I can't really see the Vitasoy commercial that I used to see. I made a U-turn then I saw the flat with the huge Vitasoy commercial, which she mentioned it's where her house lies within. I picked her up and I borrowed $10 from her just to fill the gas, as I reckoned I wouldn't really make it to Chen's house with my initial volume of gas. So, I refilled the gas and off we went to Madang, Chen's domain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a long road as you can see. As I saw a roundabout, I made a left turn into Berakas which he told me to follow. Then we arrived at another roundabout shortly after the previous roundabout I mentioned, then I entered the route leading to Berakas. After a while, I arrived at his house, and it was a bit hilarious and strange to see him squating at his gate waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, QJie, the toughest of all. Since Suching has always been blur, we have to rely on her guidance on the phone. Basically, it was just me not paying attention 'cuz I missed a total of 3 juntions leading to Jerudong. It took me 15 minutes to find make my way back to the correct route and a total of 20 minutes to reach her house, I guess. I was just approximating. We stopped at her house for a while and played with her dog and the Ab-king Pro for a while. When Chen received Siong's message saying that he has reached the Mall. We decided to leave the house and took off to the Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the Mall and picked up Siong and went to Kiulap to eat our dinner at Gripps Cafe. CR waited for us there. After that, we went back to the Mall to catch Superman Returns. Then due to the sudden sleepiness of some of our party members, we decided that maybe we should watch the movie on a weekday, the main factor is that it's cheaper than an weekend evening show. Then we wandered around the Mall thinking where to go. CR, Siong and I went into Best Eastern and browsed through the magazines and books. When we came out, we realised Chen, QJie and Suching were nowhere to be found. Siong text-ed Chen and asked about their whereabouts, and he received a message that reads like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're near you, somewhere that ends with an 'E'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that message got the three of us thinking about all the names of the store on the ground floor of the Mall. We even looked up on the directory. Siong blurted out 'Dome?' with doubt, then we were like this -_-|||. We should've thought of that, 'cuz we were just blindly thinking about the stores in the Mall and neglected the cafe outside. We joined them, chatted a bit, CR left at around ten as we told him we were gonna leave around that time. After CR has left, Hou came 'cuz he wanted to have ride home. He straightened his hair again at Agogo Too Salon, which made him looked better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paid the bill, left the cafe and went to my car. First one to drop off was Suching, followed by Chen, Laobu, Siong and finally Hou. I drove all the way home alone. That's the end of the story. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-115220775069515179?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/115220775069515179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=115220775069515179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115220775069515179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115220775069515179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/07/acted-up-right-lower-back.html' title='Acted-up Right Lower Back...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-115132542115135901</id><published>2006-06-26T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T01:01:21.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be As Human As You Can... Part 2</title><content type='html'>Ok folks, I think this post'll be kinda irrelevent with the first post. 'Cuz it's been a long while since I've written my last post. So, I guess I have to refer to the calendar and think I've done. Well, there should be post last 2 weeks. But thanks to my damn PC, it hanged and everything that I typed was gone. Thus, you know how that feels like when your sort-of own flesh and blood're just gone, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lemme see. On the 16th, I guess. I watched Silent Hill for the first time. Then I thought that this movie might suit my post title. I wrote a post that night after watching it, and that damn thing happened. Then I got fed up and stopped for a while. Then, nothing much happened in that week. Except that Meng came back, Vincent came back as well. Hanged out with him for a day, then watched Cars. Then bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more important thing. QJie aka Laobu got her driving license. But a week after she had her test, I passed mine as well. Getting it soon, finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on one day, Meng came out and hanged out with us. As usual, everyone arrived except her and she came late, running half an hour behind. For more details, read my fellow supermodel friend, Siong and Jiun's blog. I'm lazy to retell the tale. So, au revoir for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-115132542115135901?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/115132542115135901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=115132542115135901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115132542115135901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/115132542115135901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-as-human-as-you-can-part-2.html' title='Be As Human As You Can... Part 2'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-114969052115114139</id><published>2006-06-07T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:31:31.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be As Human As You Can... Part 1</title><content type='html'>Well, hello again. After the last post, I think I can't make it that long this time. Dunno what clicked inside the brain, I wrote that long. Well, today I just finished a book which I wanted to read for a long time until I asked my mom, who went back to W. Malaysia for a week, to buy it. That book is Tuesdays with Morrie, written by Mitch Albom.&lt;br /&gt;This book is basically a true story, about a professor's last moments. It's really good and honest. The way that Morrie faced death and how he sees life is really something that we should learn. He told the author, Mitch to be as human as you can, which I think we all should. I wished I had this kind of teacher and this kind of father. It seems really cool to have this kind of father, who teaches you all these important values in life. I wish my dad's like this, being open-minded and unembarrassed to show his affections. I might've been a completely different person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn! My mind just went out of things to write. Maybe I'll split this post into Part 1 and Part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This'll be the end of Part 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-114969052115114139?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/114969052115114139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=114969052115114139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114969052115114139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114969052115114139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-as-human-as-you-can-part-1.html' title='Be As Human As You Can... Part 1'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-114905848059408202</id><published>2006-05-31T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T14:54:40.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reincarnation...</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Well, life's actually a bit boring... Now that my grandma and relatives, who came to visit Brunei a brief 4 days, have gone back to Malaysia. Except for my grandma, who stayed here for a month. And for the fact that my homework's beginning to pile up, I gotta finish them in case they'll collapse and kill me (duh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, it's been 10 days since my last post. Basically, last week's like some same old boring days in CHMS, but CHMS's much better than MD. Last Sunday, I went out with Chuisan, Chewyeu and Cheehwa (hey, they all start with a 'C'!!), Kahsiong and Kahhou. I've forsaken my driving lesson just to go hang out with them all. When I reached McD, there's only the 2 gals and Cheehwa, the other two're way late than I did. Then Siong arrived and after some times, we went to the Cineplex. When we reached there, for heaven's sake, they re-scheduled and changed When A Stranger Calls to X-Men 3, which I don't really mind if I haven't watch it. Some time later, Hou came and we decided to watch the new Japanese horror flick, Reincarnation, which is a sneak preview to be shown at 5.40 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there was ample time, we decided to go to scout for Jade's birthday present. Chewyeu bought it somewhere which I'm not gonna tell just in case the birthday girl read my blog. Then we walked to Fun Bread Cafe and chatted for like an hour plus. It was only 2.30 pm, meaning we have like 3 hours plus until the movie screens, so we went to Xuan Boutique (San and Chewyeu wanted to go).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, since there was much ample time, we thought maybe we should go to someone's house to do something to make the time pass, for instance, mahjong. So, the verdict was in, Cheehwa's hosue is the nearest. So, we walked from The Mall to Hwa's house, on feet. Before we reached his house, we stopped at Food Zone to grab a bite, but it's only Siong and I who ordered food. After we finished, we walked for a brief 5 minutes before we arrived at his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, San, Hou and I played mahjong, Siong went online and Chewyeu and Hwa were discussing about Bio and syllabus differences between JIS and MD. I discussed a bit while playing mahjong. Damn, San sure's good as ever. She won about 42, which I lost to her. I only won once, damn! Chewyeu was studying while we were playing mahjong though, and I really admired your determination to study. Hope you can teach me how to focus though, hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 5pm, we went back to the Mall and this time's by car. Watched Reincarnation, damn, it's so boring that I actually dozed off but awoken by a slap on the face by San. The verdict for the film, don't waste your money on this film, Over The Hedge might well worth $7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, went out with Weisoon, and had a dinner with him and the old F4B classmates, like Hwa, Qiujie, Suching, Shiayin (she came back as well, and we had dinner with her at Excapade the other day when Soon hasn't come back yet) and Chen at Swensen's. It sure was a bit embarassing with Ching blasting and yelling at full volume. I think the waitresses couldn't wait for us to pay the bill and leave. We took some photos together though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was kinda okay, just that Soon and I were the last to go home. Luckily we met Fuitze and I asked her to give me ride home. By the time both of us arrived at my house, it's around 11pm. And Soon left my house and went home at around 11.45, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just now, Soon told me that his room (luckily not his house) was burgled. Phone and money were stolen. Pity, luckily the money stolen wasn't a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for today. See ya next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir,&lt;br /&gt;chUnHoNg...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-114905848059408202?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/114905848059408202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=114905848059408202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114905848059408202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114905848059408202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/05/reincarnation_30.html' title='Reincarnation...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-114820287344788002</id><published>2006-05-21T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T17:14:33.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazed...</title><content type='html'>After approximately 2-3 weeks, I finally have the time to sit down in front of my PC and write a new post... Let's see, today, I just read my dear friend, Kahsiong's blog... One of his post made me think a bit... I think, some issues are better left untouched and unmentioned, and I'm lagged and dumb enough to bring some of those issues up. But somehow, not mentioning these issues probably is due to a certain respects to our dear friends. For me (before I read his blog), problems should be brought up and solved, then there'll be no problem and issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,  I found my sort-of-like-a-diary journal and re-read the pages that I've written. Well, I only wrote that for 2 months and then I got lazy and stopped writing eventually. Then I found out that the problems that I wrote in the journal last year are still the problems I'm facing this year. Seems like the problems're not solved exactly, it's just left there to be brought up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm not sure what i'm writing now... so many things have happened for the past few weeks... For instance, had a quarrel with a close friend of mine and not talk for 1 week... that's a record... and blablabla... there's so many things going in my head now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's see... went to RTB yesterday afternoon and watched the 10th National Debating Competition... and heck, MS participants were really shaking... I could even see the first speaker's papers when she was speaking... as expeceted, MD won (Hurrah!!)... and i didnt finish my Chem test... failed miserably....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing to write currently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-114820287344788002?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/114820287344788002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=114820287344788002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114820287344788002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114820287344788002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/05/hazed.html' title='Hazed...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-114620156184023869</id><published>2006-04-28T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:45:50.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perish, Headache!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guess what's the worst thing that can happen to you when you're having a test the next day? To me, it's having a freaking headache. Oh, for Christ's sake, it's excruciating. I could barely squeeze in anything into my head. Ah, I could only imagine my name at the B or C rank of the whole of MD Biology student, and God knows I hate to be there. What's even frustrating is, I'm also having a Chemistry test. OH JESUS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let us have a little recap for the last 2 weeks. Hmm, after Kahming left, there was one more person that I needed to bid a farewell to, and that's Kuen, one of my closest friends, and about her, it's a way long story. We met at Pri5, and we were in the same class for the whole of my high school schoollife. That's a record, huh? And, bla bla bla... a little should suffice. Anyway, we had a little farewell, like we normally did at Gripps Cafe, with Qiujie [aka my Laobu] and Ching and my four other closest friends. Kuen bought her last meal with us and then we kinda wandered around 'til eleven and eventually we all went home of course. Luckily, Kuen didnt get all that teary which she kinda expected. Hwa didnt follow us home cuz he wanna do his homework and yada yada yada. Hou and Siong came to my house [sorta became a usual spot for mahjong, huh?] and played mahjong almost until the break of dawn. Fortunately, the end of East wind is just until 5am in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And there's a little news, Karmun has decided to leave MD and go back to KL to pursue her further education at TARC, which I never quite expected. I thought she might graduate with the rest of us at MD. How sad and unpredictable, never saw that coming, hai~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, give me freaking Panadol!!!&lt;/span&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/22732767-114620156184023869?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/114620156184023869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=114620156184023869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114620156184023869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114620156184023869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/04/perish-headache.html' title='Perish, Headache!!'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</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-22732767.post-114520221876040992</id><published>2006-04-16T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T09:26:30.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargic....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's see... i'm feeling kinda blur now, just woke up.... another friend had left... pursuing her further study in the not-so-distant land called Malaysia... and that's our little 'yendao', KahMing... ai... went out with her and the remaining bits of our gang... drank tom-yam at the Mall... played at the arcade and so on and so forth... then had a farewell dinner with her... left earlier than the rest of the gang... didnt really know what happened next... hope the girls didnt get too teary and all that... and guess what.. on the very next day, WeiSoon's back.. just for a brief 24 hours... hanged out with him of course... and played mahjong at my house... argh!, MD's homework's killing me... HELP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-114520221876040992?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/114520221876040992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=114520221876040992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114520221876040992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114520221876040992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/04/lethargic.html' title='Lethargic....'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22732767.post-114456449182888943</id><published>2006-04-09T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T09:29:20.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupied...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Long time no see, blog... it's been like a month since my first blog. I almost forgot my blog already... basically, I didn't forget... just that I'm lazy to go online and sit in front of my fucking-lame PC for 10 minutes and type... people with a shitty PC should know how tormenting it is to have a shitty PC that hangs and go haywire anytime (sounds a bit exaggerating, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see, this would be a kinda long blog cuz I would kinda summarise what happened for the past few weeks... starting with the first week of Mars (March in French, teehee.. ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1st - 4th of March - Orientation at MD, finally I've a school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;5th - 17th of March - Starting term 1 of my Lower Six year... and end on the 17th of March, cuz it's holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;During the holiday ~ kinda like wasting my time.. didnt do much of my homework.. fortunately, i've only one Chem homework.. so, basically, i went Chewyeu's house and sang karaoke... woo, that's kinda mental... imagine someone with a voice like mine singing... Simon fucking Cowell (honestly speaking, I kinda like him) would throw me out of the audition room from the instant I opened my mouth... then went to Chuisan's house, mahjong, mahjong, mahjong... lost around 20 dollars i guess... that amount's kinda acceptable... then went to hiking? i guess... Jack came back.. the first thing he did with us, was hiking at Bkt Shahbandar.. boy, that hill's kinda steep... luckily I've been working out... I still have the stamina to finish the whole without getting tired... poor Kahsiong felt dizzy and almost fainted... thanks to Mr. Sunlit aka Jackson... he came back to consciousness (well, he didnt really fainted like fell onto the ground.. it's just that his vision kinda went blur and bla bla bla..)... some days later, i went to watch Underworld: Evolution with Kahsiong, Karmun and Jack... a decent sequel, i might say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;27th - 31st of March - hmm... i'd say it's tonnes and mountains of homework awaiting at school for us to collect and do them... walao eh... luckily, made quite a number of new friends at MD... you just couldnt imagine how crowded it would be during out 9.45 break when all ex-Chunghwas, St. Andrews, and SMJAs were standing at the junction chit-chatting.. the teachers have to go through the grass to get to the other side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1st of April - well... we had a little farewell dinner with Xuerui... so long Xuerui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;6th of April - met with Yijiun... and wanna know what happened that day.. try out her blog... she mentioned it though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;8th of April - great.. i was cheated into the 3-on-3 basketball thingy.... watch out for that huge laughingstock that doesnt even know how to pass a ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;   I guess that kinda tell what happened for the past few weeks, and for the time being. I bid you adieu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-114456449182888943?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/114456449182888943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=114456449182888943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114456449182888943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114456449182888943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/04/occupied.html' title='Occupied...'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22732767.post-114045816127933730</id><published>2006-02-21T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T09:32:30.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog = Lame Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OK, first things first... this is not exactly the first time I wrote a blog... I have one affliated with Friendster... but then somehow after the second blog... I kinda lost interest in blogging... thus it's left to rot... hopefully it'll be deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions asked... why start blogging again? 'Cuz I suddenly feel like it... hmm... human heart... just a little vibrating thing with a size of a fist... how interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... seems like my friends are leaving... Soon's leaving to Miri tomorrow... although we still might have the chance to see each other in the future... since Miri's just a 2-hour-drive from here... but having you disappearing from my life seemed a little awkward 'cuz we used to hang out last year... i kinda got used to having you around... ai~ life goes on... right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent's leaving soon too... well, although we're not exactly very close to each other during our time in Chung Hwa... but having you as a friend is still fun... having Jack already left is already strange enough (well, without his lame jokes...)... and having you guys teasing him always makes me laugh my head off... really missed those days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just another sleepless night to write a blog... well, people used to write on their diary... now, it's blog... duh! it's 21st fucking century already... what do you expect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But people seems to enjoy retro stuffs more... like some girls mentioned that writing a love letter (as in using pen and papers) is way romantic than writing all those icky stuffs online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... the previous paragraph seems a bit irrelevant.. but who cares... it's just blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, goodbye to my pal, WeiSoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22732767-114045816127933730?l=darthkev.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/feeds/114045816127933730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22732767&amp;postID=114045816127933730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114045816127933730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22732767/posts/default/114045816127933730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darthkev.blogspot.com/2006/02/first-blog-lame-blog.html' title='First Blog = Lame Blog'/><author><name>cHuNhOnG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12532577969231248654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
