<?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-8034245403449721635</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:25:31.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time won't heal this damage anymore..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 1 can soothe it. and yet after leaving the hole would be all the more sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i to do to escape this neverending cycle?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4662720429746679322?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4662720429746679322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4662720429746679322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4662720429746679322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4662720429746679322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2010/05/save-me-from-this-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-7558387404362119336</id><published>2010-05-23T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:39:57.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad that I can never have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad that I don't dare to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad that I'm this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad that you don't know how I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-2650828892427375908</id><published>2010-05-18T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:53:20.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO FUCKING ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that the teachers of my current school like to pick on me even more than the teachers in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, FUCK THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i pon one lesson, the stupid H1 math teacher make a big fuss, like he always does, just because its me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say he want to report principal and expel me. even if i get expelled, i'll make sure i'll break your teeth, you fucking bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody asshole. and he's not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE teacher also whole day like to pick on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO FUCKING OUTBURST SOONER OR LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my patience has a limit. sure, do what you want. i'll take it all in. but when it goes overboard, don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE NEVER HATED A CERTAIN JOB SO MUCH IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHERS, BEWARE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2650828892427375908?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2650828892427375908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2650828892427375908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2650828892427375908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2650828892427375908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-so-fucking-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-92464214001620624</id><published>2010-05-12T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:27:57.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well well. it has been a long time, kenned-z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i've just been having so many thoughts in my head recently. and well.. remembered that i have this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think no one comes to this blog anymore, so i'm just going to random my way through, like i always do. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the 12th May. which.. should be significant to me, as it's my birthday. But.. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday doesn't feel right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels so ironic and sarcastic when people said that to me today.. okay honestly, don't get me wrong. I know what you all mean. haha. i am touched by what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. it's just that. i absolutely don't feel happy at all today.. so many things screwed up my day. so did things the day before and many months back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i was reading through my old posts. and i went to see how i celebrated my birthdays the last 2 years.. Hmm. I realised. I really really miss TK and my friends. I know i was the one who couldn't wait to leave TK. but i regret it, for TK was and still is my second home, in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really miss my friends there. )': in JC.. i don't know. there're so many weirdos and fake people. these people with all their masks. it's just so.. unexplainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether i made the right choice in going to JC.. really.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so alone. so worthless. like a spec of dust on the whiteboard. so unloved. so ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! i still have my friends backing me up! and i thank god for them. these people whom god have brought into my life, bringing light with them, expelling the darkness in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for them, and i want to thank them for being in my very life, which is so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially you. I don't know what would have happened to me if it wasn't for you.&lt;br /&gt;I probably would have given up and walked away. you were my shining star in my dark night.&lt;br /&gt;In my darkest hours, i would squint for the hint of your hand, to guide me through my darkest nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you fell ill, i prayed that i would be willing to suffer anything, as long as you wouldn't have to. and i thank god for healing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however.. that doesn't change things. i'm still insignificant. and i know i have no chance. so i just want to say, hopefully one day you can feel what you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, botak-head. )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-92464214001620624?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/92464214001620624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=92464214001620624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/92464214001620624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/92464214001620624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2010/05/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6304420225832938252</id><published>2009-11-22T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:39:27.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well hey hey hey! hahahah. well tonight was the Farewell Party for TK band batch of 2009. heh. its like the official night of step down. whoosh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;haha the sec 4s like didnt really dress up for this event.. probably was because just last night was Graduation Night? heh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;well done to the juniors for preparing such a great farewell party! really enjoyed meself. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;took photos, heh. they're all on facebook. i won't be posting any photos on this blog, sadly. im lazy :P so yeah, if u wanna see pics, they're all on facebook.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;haii. its like the official night we sec 4s step down. feels.. weird. because i know i'll never stop being a TK Band member. heh. still, it's gonna be different from being an actual band member. okay what am i talking about hahahah?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tmrw there's church.. and then on Monday there's alumni band prac. hmm. but ee zeng asked me to go with him to a job interview. darn. which should i go to?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;OH YEAH. I JUST REMEMBERED. THAT DYLAN PHOTOSHOP SO MANY OF MY PHOTOS AND USE FOR HIS GAMESHOW! @#$%^&amp;amp;*(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;basketcase. heh. but it was good, i have to admit. heh. he quite pro la. AND BASKET THE JUNIORS KEEP SABO-ING ME TO PARTICIPATE IN THEIR GAMESHOWS.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but it was a fun night. definitely a night i would remember.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;THANK YOU TK BAND.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;seriously, i would never regret joining band. it's what moulded into what i am today. haha forgive the sick parts, that's my own doing. :P but yeah, being a QM really taught me many stuff. and up to today, my biggest goal in life is still to be the best senior i can be to my juniors. hmm. wonder if i've achieved that at the end of my 4 years. heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6304420225832938252?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6304420225832938252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6304420225832938252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6304420225832938252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6304420225832938252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-hey-hey-hey-hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6510083883682015489</id><published>2009-11-03T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:39:56.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>honestly.. i think you're full of shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6510083883682015489?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6510083883682015489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6510083883682015489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6510083883682015489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6510083883682015489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/11/honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-2199726491676312580</id><published>2009-10-29T13:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:04:09.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so.. english and emath has been not bad i guess. haha despite not studying much. okay well maybe for emath i practised. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit man.. for mousehunt im being raped in mousoleum. -.- basket. last time can catch so much. now kena rape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today and tmrw i got no exam!! :D coz i dropped amath liao hahaha. All the best to you amath-ers today.. and tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 4 days break!! :D but then the next 3 days are gonna be hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog, SS, Chem, Physics, and D&amp;amp;T all packed into 3 days. can die sia. all so content heavy. if dont study sure die one. but.. just cant seem to sit still and study. HAII!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srsly doesnt feel like O Levels. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which may be a good thing ahhahaha. so.. after the 3 days of exam, i got 7 days break!!! going "shopping" muahahahaha~!! then after the 7 days.. one last paper: science MCQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECONDARY SCHOOL COMPLETED. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAHOO. SLACK TIME BODO. gonna play basketball everyday. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just cant wait for that day. gonna be damn tired though. straight after MCQ got 3 days of class chalet. then got 3 days of band batch chalet. then few days later Grad Nite. then still got band farewell party. HAII. how to play basketball sia. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. nvm. it's gonna funnnnn. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I GOT A NEW BIKE!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my original one got stolen, screw it. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2199726491676312580?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2199726491676312580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2199726491676312580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2199726491676312580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2199726491676312580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/10/so.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-3265444619313570400</id><published>2009-10-22T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:59:45.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. o level science practical was shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still havent really started mugging hahaha. screwed big time baby. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's been reaaaally boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss band. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-3265444619313570400?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3265444619313570400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=3265444619313570400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3265444619313570400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3265444619313570400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/10/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-3204840184550411949</id><published>2009-10-13T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:43:43.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. THE HAIRDRESSER CUT MY HAIR SO FKING SHORT.   ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and peeps, surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a promise to ban myself from the computer, starting tomorrow, 14th October, until the end of O levels. poor me );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sad. no computer for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND O LEVELS IN LESS THAN 2 WEEKS HOLY FK I DIDNT KNOW. i was napping in class, when suddenly teacher said next week O level practical, and next next week O level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AWOKE WITH A JUMP, HOLY SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3204840184550411949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3204840184550411949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-2842008710284938231</id><published>2009-10-11T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:05:41.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lemme tell you one time: girl i love, girl i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time is a nice song. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2842008710284938231?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2842008710284938231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2842008710284938231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2842008710284938231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2842008710284938231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/10/lemme-tell-you-one-time-girl-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-7481675037016250233</id><published>2009-10-10T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:54:17.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha 16 days to O levels, and i went for alumni band prac. hey sec 4s + TK Band alumni, pls come for prac when ur available.. haha we need clarinets especially. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have approximately 6 more practices to the concert, including the O level break. :O&lt;br /&gt;please be more active!! haha for sec 4s of course after Os must chiong liao la. must not let Mr Siao down. and we also need to give the juniors time to prac for their outdoor, which means we must play more songs for concert, so they practise less concert pieces, relieve their stress!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay advertisement done. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 6 ppl turned up today LOL. me, michelle, faizah, ian, jet, and "patrick's brother". HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, left 6 practices!! omg. btw next week no prac haha. deepavali. i think mr siao was upset just now.. because last week no one turned up. ): darn. must have been disappointing. if it was me i'll be damn pekcek mann.. sorry mr siao ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw!! 16 DAYS TO Os, AND I STILL HAVENT STARTED MUGGING. crappy niggle shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still wana cycle on my bike. hahahaha. dad buy me back my bike quick pls. WALAU. i havent cycled for months sia, coz my dad kept cycling it to go to work. so i placed it in his care. when they went to malaysia, i thought they locked it outside. end up they didnt, and because i was alone at home, it became my fault that it was stolen. how is that fair? zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he says that i dont even ride it, so why bother buying.. ZZZ i dont ride it because he's always using it whaaat. walau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAII. Os faster finish. i want to start work. and start a life. and start a family. and start my motorbike. and start having babies. and start whatever lies in store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this post was crap bye. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7481675037016250233?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7481675037016250233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7481675037016250233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7481675037016250233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7481675037016250233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/10/yooo.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-200350084783084640</id><published>2009-10-09T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:42:18.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gahh.. today feels like such a shitty day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning was woken by a irritated mum. coz she was sick and yeah, moodswings uh. then went to school.. HAII. had physics first, where i don't know why, but i just couldn't keep awake. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the break i just stayed in class to just try and sleep? lol but in the end couldnt sleep. maybe it's just gotta do with the teachers' "soothing" voice hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had chem, where i dont know why but i felt weird. hahaha. but Mr Tan still rocks ah. I'm gonna miss him when i leave TK man.. next break was slacking in class again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third session was MT, so the non-MT students went to the audi for free period / english mugging period. Audi is a nice place (:  i miss my QM duties man. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school everyone was chionging home to mug.. so yeah no choice haha just go hme too, where someone i really don't like was at home.. aah i shall not mention it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw, something has been on my mind for a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my fking bike ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i want to get on it and roam tampines and pasir ris all over again, just like i did in primary school, everytime i had something on my mind, or everytime i'm unhappy. in TK i just don't feel what i did in primary school, where real bonds were forged. something's missing. both inside and out. i know you ppl wont understand what i'm talking about hahaha. but nvm. just let me gibberish. i'm scared and confused at the same time. one's coming, and one's staying. i'm just damn lost. so darn lost. and i cant talk to anyone about it, because its just so damn complex and retarded. not to mention random. maybe this is why i can't focus and start to study for O levels. yes, i havent started. i guess its just too many things on my mind. i constantly have this feeling like i want to do something, but i cant figure what it is. is that right? I have a feeling it's gotta do with my bike. somethings missing. my mind's just messed up and im feeling so vexed. i feel like im lacking something essential. something i need to move. i'm just feeling so weird nowadays. like im still sleeping. i smile like usual, i laugh, i joke. but it just feels so distant. inside i dont know why but im feeling so dead. and i dont know why but the world doesnt seem as beautiful as it did before. aaaah something's really wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss band ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-200350084783084640?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/200350084783084640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=200350084783084640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/200350084783084640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/200350084783084640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/10/gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-7461233501393472358</id><published>2009-10-07T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:31:49.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i know i so should not be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not posting for so long. hahaha. I've been busy with... nothing. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been.. sleepy? nothing much to do, with truncated coming right after Prelims.. I surprised myself with my prelim marks man.. Coz i know i didnt study at all.. which is why i feel guilty when i see ppl like GM who mug like hell and got slightly lower than me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that sounds damn ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k nvm. moving on... i wanna play basketball! but recently i've developed this weird rash on my skin. possibly due to an allergy? What allergy? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw, due to this rash everytime i start to feel hot i start to itch -.- so mum says lay off ball. LIKE HELL I WOULD HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a-math.. i'm dropping. FINALLY. got the form, got the parents' consent. Well done Kenneth. Just make sure you don't regret this in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to regret anything either, but i can't tell the future, so i'm just doing what feels right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 days to O levels. I just know i can't work my amath out in time. And i also know i would need to start studying for my other subjects soon. Principal, VP, and HODs all telling the sec 4s to start mugging, if we haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone i've talked to seem to have started. Why haven't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not good not good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must start soon.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K on a lighter note. TODAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM took my calculator by mistake and scared me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i dont really know what to blog abt hahaha. just too many things to even type out. One thing's for sure, I think i'm gonna suffer in JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know many ppl will be like: O.O Kenneth going JC?! WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.. even i get that reaction. LOL. but then, parents dont let me go poly la.. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVM. now i listen first. waaaiiit till 21~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'll be wild. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k for now after O level i go mad liao. CAN'T WAIT MANN. and guanming made me realise that my 2nd last paper is 7 days b4 my last. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaataa~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed just like yesterday we got together, you and I. I remember setting eyes on you just outside the shop, when the man pointed at you. I remember being mesmerised by your beautiful body shape and your beautiful skin tone. Gosh you were enchanting. After making the payment, I immediately stripped your outing casing and mounted you. Do you remember the ecstasy of me riding you in public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.. we have no choice but to be apart.. I know I'll miss you, but its just so damn easy to get another ride better than you. darn that guy who took you away from me, but i know he wont be as good a mounter as i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, my dear bike. I wish i had locked you outside my house, so that ass wouldnt have stolen you. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;ALL THE BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to juniors taking EOYs and to sec 4s for Os!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7461233501393472358?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7461233501393472358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7461233501393472358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7461233501393472358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7461233501393472358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-i-know-i-so-should-not-be-here.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4903518346946126484</id><published>2009-09-11T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:24:25.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone's changing so much, so fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i even know you anymore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4903518346946126484?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4903518346946126484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4903518346946126484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4903518346946126484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4903518346946126484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/09/everyones-changing-so-much-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-7781868103224007416</id><published>2009-09-06T17:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:29:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoo people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been rather funny. been seeing quite a lot of drama in TK haahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've been giving slip shod updates recently, coz im just too busy, either playing basketball, or having classes, or im just watching anime :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i went to alumni band prac ytd.. and guess what: only 3 alumni showed up. me, shichun and michelle. so since we were already here, we might as well join the main band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason i went, was because i thought, "if i didn't go, then what if only a handful of alumni went, not enough to make a full band? all of their time would be wasted in coming.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i went.. to be disappointed. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.. at least band was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. im just gonna post some overdue photos, jsut for the sake of colouring my black blog, which i rarely update haha. wow just realised that blogger's photo uploading became VERY FAST. despite everyone complaining abt how they cant upload. o.O weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOSw_qNqI/AAAAAAAABOw/8R8pbEfmbF0/s1600-h/DSC01721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOSw_qNqI/AAAAAAAABOw/8R8pbEfmbF0/s400/DSC01721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298833051203234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my cousin -.- HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOSasEjaI/AAAAAAAABOo/8W2rkqTWTKI/s1600-h/DSC01720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOSasEjaI/AAAAAAAABOo/8W2rkqTWTKI/s400/DSC01720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298827063463330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOSJfzRXI/AAAAAAAABOg/CCqaDAsePWQ/s1600-h/DSC01719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOSJfzRXI/AAAAAAAABOg/CCqaDAsePWQ/s400/DSC01719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298822448596338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOORsumI4I/AAAAAAAABOY/x3IXjNp7rAI/s1600-h/DSC01718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOORsumI4I/AAAAAAAABOY/x3IXjNp7rAI/s400/DSC01718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298814726022018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;at the karaoke last saturday!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOODy9g6AI/AAAAAAAABOQ/e4aTA0sFdpY/s1600-h/DSC01708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOODy9g6AI/AAAAAAAABOQ/e4aTA0sFdpY/s400/DSC01708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298575881037826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dean, jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOODomraPI/AAAAAAAABOI/5IJV0VbG0eM/s1600-h/DSC01707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOODomraPI/AAAAAAAABOI/5IJV0VbG0eM/s400/DSC01707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298573100902642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;potato singer. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOODCBrFxI/AAAAAAAABOA/sgDmxGcHAG8/s1600-h/DSC01706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOODCBrFxI/AAAAAAAABOA/sgDmxGcHAG8/s400/DSC01706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298562745145106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOCimuoPI/AAAAAAAABN4/-GjwaS5ZdW8/s1600-h/DSC01705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOCimuoPI/AAAAAAAABN4/-GjwaS5ZdW8/s400/DSC01705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298554310631666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pang face so funny! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOCMvQBCI/AAAAAAAABNw/TRneFBj4CTI/s1600-h/DSC01704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOCMvQBCI/AAAAAAAABNw/TRneFBj4CTI/s400/DSC01704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298548440794146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONxWhkwHI/AAAAAAAABNo/DD13m4smNIk/s1600-h/DSC01703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONxWhkwHI/AAAAAAAABNo/DD13m4smNIk/s400/DSC01703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298259010011250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;erina, pang. EH THE ROOM GOT TOUCH SCREEN SONG CHOOSE THING SIA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONuu1PhBI/AAAAAAAABNg/RoSpv7Tqe2Q/s1600-h/DSC01702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONuu1PhBI/AAAAAAAABNg/RoSpv7Tqe2Q/s400/DSC01702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298213995349010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONtg8KJdI/AAAAAAAABNY/0ihGFMM_Vkc/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONtg8KJdI/AAAAAAAABNY/0ihGFMM_Vkc/s400/DSC01701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298193086391762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and &lt;s&gt;zheng da&lt;/s&gt;  guanming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONtBWDS0I/AAAAAAAABNQ/VAZmPCiWyuY/s1600-h/DSC01700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONtBWDS0I/AAAAAAAABNQ/VAZmPCiWyuY/s400/DSC01700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298184605059906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he was lying on our bags!! DEAN -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONsqAgJlI/AAAAAAAABNI/xw4PEyoV_5Y/s1600-h/DSC01698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqONsqAgJlI/AAAAAAAABNI/xw4PEyoV_5Y/s400/DSC01698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378298178340660818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;act cute -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7781868103224007416?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7781868103224007416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7781868103224007416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7781868103224007416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7781868103224007416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/09/yoo-people.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SqOOSw_qNqI/AAAAAAAABOw/8R8pbEfmbF0/s72-c/DSC01721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-7525820321219098808</id><published>2009-09-03T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:25:03.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>still not in the right mindset for exams, and prelims tomorrow. best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still playing too much basketball, and i cant stop!! oh no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how how how. i need another distraction. heheheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7525820321219098808?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7525820321219098808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7525820321219098808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7525820321219098808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7525820321219098808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-not-in-right-mindset-for-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-22811230331533681</id><published>2009-08-28T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:01:03.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels so long since i've blogged. been reaching home rather late hehehe. the plan was to do night study in school., after playing basketball at the CC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, due to uncontrollable desires, after playing basketball, we reach the school at arnd 7++ -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dinner also like almost finish LOL. so we go into the library.. take out books.. and i dont know why, but i just cant settle down and study -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've recently started to play mousehunt.. hehehe. and unexpectedly, i'm doing quite fine!! haha tyco. but isnt the game mostly tyco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basketball basketball basketball. love it coz it takes my mind off stuff. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tmrw got alumni band prac!! jac if u read this pls rmb to go LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. off to anime. ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-22811230331533681?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/22811230331533681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=22811230331533681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/22811230331533681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/22811230331533681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/wooh.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6178807226808864644</id><published>2009-08-24T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:29:07.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night basketball rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still have to add stuff on F_lio -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone's groaning coz his mum's gonna screw him for going home so late. who ask him nvr do work play basketball. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some random photos uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SpKVTy9pa0I/AAAAAAAABNA/gDb-kbDQ_rk/s1600-h/DSC01694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SpKVTy9pa0I/AAAAAAAABNA/gDb-kbDQ_rk/s400/DSC01694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373521472736815938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My service award!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the name yooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SpKVTRCQtOI/AAAAAAAABM4/VMfFtev9iwU/s1600-h/DSC00644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SpKVTRCQtOI/AAAAAAAABM4/VMfFtev9iwU/s400/DSC00644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373521463629362402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SpKVTIaDWlI/AAAAAAAABMw/OZINoU5vKDo/s1600-h/DSC00643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SpKVTIaDWlI/AAAAAAAABMw/OZINoU5vKDo/s400/DSC00643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373521461313231442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this one abit blurred uh. i always have a murderous look, and andrew has a "wtf?!" face. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dno how to smile sry. hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6178807226808864644?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6178807226808864644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6178807226808864644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6178807226808864644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6178807226808864644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/night-basketball-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SpKVTy9pa0I/AAAAAAAABNA/gDb-kbDQ_rk/s72-c/DSC01694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-8996981758660187410</id><published>2009-08-19T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:54:04.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, time for a little proper update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k today. hehe slept at 2 last night, (as usual, for the past whole week), and woke up at 5.. hehe 3 hours of sleep is definitely killer in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to school.. took 67 to haig market bus stop, and almost overshot coz i was sleeping.. THANK GOD Mr Ngoi woke me up on the bus.. haha he took the same bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i was late for school -.- 6th time this term, and 13th time this year. haha i dont dare to add in sec 1 - sec 3. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, tio detention uhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so.. the great day started, all because of your smile. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. classes were so-so, other than the occasional lectures from mdm halilah and stuff.. and then i finished up the last parts of my D&amp;amp;T, and prepared for binding.. NGEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1145, 4J was like chanting for mrs hwang to let us go to collect our chinese result. then finally, we stood up, and like ytd, roared "THAAAANK YOUUU MRS HWAAAANG!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD 4J rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most surprisingly, much to teachers' surprise and many other friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY O LEVEL CHINESE GOT A2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had english -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had some assembly program where cops came down to tell us abt crime prevention and stuff.. i think TK was reaaaally uncooperative uh. the cops sorta got annoyed with the talking. but yea.. somewhere all us could improve on? i mean, at least be more enthu la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school went to detention.. then went to CC to play basketball!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn. today was really the best, just because of that great start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8996981758660187410?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8996981758660187410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8996981758660187410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8996981758660187410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8996981758660187410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/alright-time-for-little-proper-update.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-810482550851270537</id><published>2009-08-18T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:31:52.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a great day, cancelling out the occasional moodswings from someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but srsly! today was fun like hell in school man.. and on another note, i just need to add in a few more things, and I'm gonna get an A1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow gonna play basketball. yeaaaa~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-810482550851270537?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/810482550851270537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=810482550851270537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/810482550851270537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/810482550851270537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4111009407800319180</id><published>2009-08-14T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:42:36.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a week. been playing alot of basketball ngehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving it, and detention's kinda fun too. yeah.. been late loadsa time -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum's making fun of me -.- what "hi junior, how's senior?" wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completely retarded. but yeah. welcome to my house LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to D&amp;amp;T!! but i still wanna play more basketball ;PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now my mum's singing. pinoys. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4111009407800319180?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4111009407800319180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4111009407800319180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4111009407800319180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4111009407800319180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-5675138516623035585</id><published>2009-08-10T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:11:23.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have i mentioned that my pinoy cousin is in my house? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play more basketball... darn darn darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he pwns. LOL. together, we pwn more!! :PP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5675138516623035585?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5675138516623035585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5675138516623035585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5675138516623035585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5675138516623035585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-i-mentioned-that-my-pinoy-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-5119564064361206342</id><published>2009-08-06T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:57:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoo.. sorry dudes for not updating the blog so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sorta busy with D&amp;amp;T. but not to the extent of being yisong. that bugger hasn't slept for 2 days, resulting in major spasms -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw. school's been random luhh.. lessons actually seem more interesting LOL.&lt;br /&gt;been playing basketball again!! =DD and i still miss band-.- expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. had an amath mock exam earlier today, i think most probably another F9 is on the way. HAII..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;T should be coming on fine, i hope.. darn. right now my main priority is to secure my D&amp;amp;T. then i'll use the remaining time to slog for the other subjects. If work hard.. should be able to be okay ba, O levels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh. I'm looking forward to it mann.. end of slogging. but sadly, really sadly, also marks the end of our journey at TK. which also means the splitting of everyone.. haii.. surely everyone will say "we'll keep in touch.." but then.. with everyone in so many different JCs and Polys, i think sure will lose contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAII.. nvm that. haha. when the time comes then talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings pissed me off today, but i shall not talk about them here.. bloody cowards. Got balls to throw shit at us but no balls to stay there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5119564064361206342?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5119564064361206342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5119564064361206342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5119564064361206342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5119564064361206342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/08/yoo.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-8119871552321381718</id><published>2009-07-31T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:37:53.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY tomorrow sec 4s got band prac!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. hopefully can play inst. darn. but it's been already smudged by that choi dick. ARGH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. haha. praying can play....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dno what to blog abt at the moment.. except D&amp;amp;T is tiring. darn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8119871552321381718?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8119871552321381718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8119871552321381718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8119871552321381718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8119871552321381718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-tomorrow-sec-4s-got-band-prac-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6685038394288688230</id><published>2009-07-27T20:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:07:19.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoo. haven't been giving proper updates.. so here's one that i can do now hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been very hectic, what with rushing for D&amp;amp;T and teachers hounding us sec 4s for work and after-school classes. Not to mention the detention!! aaargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just wanted to say.. I really miss band mann..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone there..miss my section like hell.. miss annoying hong wan.. I miss playing my trombone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAII.. Just can't wait for alumni band prac to start.. then me and me boner will be reunited!! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday had english prelim oral.. boring thing. then went with yisong to ong jin's house to do folio.. haha his house is cool!! s'been long since i went to a friend's house.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was INC's 95th anniversary.. as usual, had the thanksgiving at pasir ris.. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took loads of photos -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that mum wanted to use the M1 deal for movie, so we ended up watching Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince at EHub..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah.. i think the movie wasn't as good as i expected it. Horny movie tho AHHA. but it cancelled out the exciting parts!! darn.. hopefully they wun cut anything from the 7th movie.. heard that it's being split into 2.. so yeah. should have loadsa space for scenes. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man i still owe mdm halilah her ACS(I) paper and the stupid plywood thing. FOOK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2lYfvRC3I/AAAAAAAABMo/Z_K_6IEOteQ/s1600-h/DSC01661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2lYfvRC3I/AAAAAAAABMo/Z_K_6IEOteQ/s400/DSC01661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363124571523320690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know why I was smiling at all. HAHA. me n empress dowager..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2lYPtxO1I/AAAAAAAABMg/vcBg7XyutJU/s1600-h/DSC01662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2lYPtxO1I/AAAAAAAABMg/vcBg7XyutJU/s400/DSC01662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363124567222074194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bugger and dowager. terrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2k3XMoeJI/AAAAAAAABMY/AtWE5u7LslU/s1600-h/DSC01663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2k3XMoeJI/AAAAAAAABMY/AtWE5u7LslU/s400/DSC01663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363124002294888594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2k2Yc9AhI/AAAAAAAABMA/RbPV_P4U2h8/s1600-h/DSC01666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2k2Yc9AhI/AAAAAAAABMA/RbPV_P4U2h8/s400/DSC01666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363123985451909650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;little terror interrupting shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2k2JwIlUI/AAAAAAAABL4/pgHJldz9Tlg/s1600-h/DSC01667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2k2JwIlUI/AAAAAAAABL4/pgHJldz9Tlg/s400/DSC01667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363123981505828162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fats. HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jtP7k8wI/AAAAAAAABLw/TlGdzptWcKE/s1600-h/DSC01668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jtP7k8wI/AAAAAAAABLw/TlGdzptWcKE/s400/DSC01668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363122729033986818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jsxC-6nI/AAAAAAAABLo/rrc0d1IBqs4/s1600-h/DSC01669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jsxC-6nI/AAAAAAAABLo/rrc0d1IBqs4/s400/DSC01669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363122720743549554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jsR912QI/AAAAAAAABLg/nSxTg3-X_c0/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jsR912QI/AAAAAAAABLg/nSxTg3-X_c0/s400/DSC01670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363122712400484610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poor me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jr1FOiAI/AAAAAAAABLY/AYhG91Yx9ME/s1600-h/DSC01671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jr1FOiAI/AAAAAAAABLY/AYhG91Yx9ME/s400/DSC01671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363122704646834178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poor him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jrjJGNXI/AAAAAAAABLQ/RNV8SrimMIE/s1600-h/DSC01672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2jrjJGNXI/AAAAAAAABLQ/RNV8SrimMIE/s400/DSC01672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363122699831227762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and jasmine vandalised yisong's folio today!!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6685038394288688230?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6685038394288688230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6685038394288688230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6685038394288688230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6685038394288688230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/yoo.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sm2lYfvRC3I/AAAAAAAABMo/Z_K_6IEOteQ/s72-c/DSC01661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-8076779748759225695</id><published>2009-07-25T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:23:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ireallymissbandandicantwaitforalumnibandpracticetostart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayishallgodomydntnowciaosppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8076779748759225695?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8076779748759225695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8076779748759225695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8076779748759225695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8076779748759225695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/ireallymissbandandicantwaitforalumniban.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1996295853913629383</id><published>2009-07-24T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:39:28.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow it's been 5 days since i returned back to school, and I haven't even had the time to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn. proves to show how busy I really am.. D&amp;amp;T everyday, and added with every single piece of thing from other subjects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday got Chem test. best. ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm still not done with D&amp;amp;T. But i like it tho. haha doing folio is quite fun. just need to be able to sit still and focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry for the lack of photos in my blog.. I'll make up for it soon, when I'm free-er hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got Prelim English Oral!! and somehow i dont care about it-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been playing basketball in school again.. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1996295853913629383?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1996295853913629383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1996295853913629383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1996295853913629383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1996295853913629383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow-its-been-5-days-since-i-returned.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4238147495584331909</id><published>2009-07-19T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:38:29.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some photos that i owe yisong. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SmMTkj-hSHI/AAAAAAAABKY/sMB6-jR8QuU/s1600-h/DSC01647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SmMTkj-hSHI/AAAAAAAABKY/sMB6-jR8QuU/s400/DSC01647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360149500354709618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SmMTkYdItwI/AAAAAAAABKQ/5HlgROTux6A/s1600-h/DSC01646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SmMTkYdItwI/AAAAAAAABKQ/5HlgROTux6A/s400/DSC01646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360149497261897474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;idiot.&lt;br /&gt;oh no i'm going back to school tomorrow.. frightened of the homework, tests, and D&amp;amp;T. God Bless Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k now i find out that this sickness only comes to me at night. GG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4238147495584331909?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4238147495584331909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4238147495584331909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4238147495584331909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4238147495584331909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-photos-that-i-owe-yisong.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SmMTkj-hSHI/AAAAAAAABKY/sMB6-jR8QuU/s72-c/DSC01647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-6191703516256860652</id><published>2009-07-18T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:49:08.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just bought harry potter and the deathly hallows!! yessa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met jiahao and sinta and one sec 1 boy at tampines mall earlier.. haha other than jiahao, the 2 boys look like P4 kids. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i know most of u will be thinking, "wah, this guy must be joking. one moment so sick one moment can go out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true. my "ailment" of terrifying nausea is very unconstant. One moment i can be quite fine = able to walk, move. BUT NOT TOO MUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the other, like now, i'll be zapped of energy. Lying on my bed, in COMPLETE AGONY. gosh. i can't describe the pain in words man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was like one of the worst. i puked thrice after blogging. and i already had nothing to puke. but my body just wanted to force something out of my stomach. and my mum insisted i had something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything she gave me, the moment it entered my stomach, it all came out to the toilet bowl 2 minutes later. it was AGONY man.. having an empty stomach, yet having to retch. dont know what came out haha. maybe the stomach acid?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone end it.. I really wonder if i can make it back to school on Monday.. zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6191703516256860652?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6191703516256860652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6191703516256860652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6191703516256860652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6191703516256860652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-2615174119577269988</id><published>2009-07-17T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:21:16.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so many days, tho my temp's waay down, i still feel very sick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take now for example. my fingers are trembling terribly, and i feel super weak. currently very nauseous. = want to vomit. dont know why. earlier in the afternoon mum went to work, so i was left at home with bryan. had porridge for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dno why, but after eating nausea just took over. couldnt take it, so i went to sleep. now i wake up, just 20 mins later the nausea's back. darn. wtf is wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days at home have been.. i dont know. feels very long, yet feels very short. i dont know how to explain what that means. i've lost track of time and have no appetite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like, i sleep. when i wake up, it's like im in a dream, because after i sleep i forgot some of what happened when i was up, unless it was really simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i go out of the house.. i'll be overcome by giddiness and i dont know what. oh yes i hate nausea. dont understand how pregnant woman can take it. poor them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the concern people.. been receiving lotsa wishes!! haha. thanks thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been resting at home.. sleeping most of the time. can't do nothign else. aw damn the nausea's back!! shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i'll end this post here. can't think of what to type. the putrid smell of the bile is constantly in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let it all end.. make it stop.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2615174119577269988?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2615174119577269988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2615174119577269988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2615174119577269988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2615174119577269988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/haii-after-so-many-days-tho-my-temps.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-7671397203381385209</id><published>2009-07-13T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:18:29.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~trying to reach out to you, touch my hand..&lt;br /&gt;reach out as far as i can..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha funny but catchy song.. 987fm is playing it right now. haha. miss listening to radio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. going to have a hell of a long break at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell u bout my VERY EVENTFUL DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up rather late.. then took 10, despite the risk of me being late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAS LATE. but wasnt caught O_O no teacher around sia when i entered school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to class.. had a slight runny nose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then felt myself getting sicker and sicker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 12.20 took temp, 37.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm halilah sent me down to the quarantine area.. saw desirene the expert girl.. then mr leong keep pumping us with water.. then keep taking temp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like 20 mins he take, my temperature 37.2 so he sent me back up to the audi for amath lecture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go up.. in like 10 mins i take temp again, my temp go back up to 37.6.. so mdm halilah sent me back to the quarantine area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#%*(@W#RT&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;^%$#@#$%^ funfair sia TK staff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mr leong take temp again, then say im okay. send me back up to audi. FOOK!! i dont want go disturb lecture again la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mrs poh came.. i explain to her.. then mdm so money (xDDD)  came and then because i got flu she sent me home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit!! my dnt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the mr leong best. say i must have a parent to accompany me home. O_O. so i wait for my dad to come.. from 1 o clock wait till 2.50pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best. by then my temp went up to 38.2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with dad and bro.. at haig market, afterwhich took 28 home.. slept the whole journey.. really not feeling well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nauseous, headache, head pulsing, giddy, runny nose, whole body aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home, try to sleep. despite the fan being off, and i was wrapped in blankets, i was shivering in cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still felt like vomiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mortal torture.. mom came home at around 6 plus.. measure temp.. 39.2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to doc.. he said i'm a suspected swine flu victim and that i should stay at home for a week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my D&amp;amp;T is screwed.. &lt;/span&gt;and the band perf on sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last band perf.. my step down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw my life. oh wait, it's already screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tcher say MOE won't extend the DnT deadline..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7671397203381385209?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7671397203381385209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7671397203381385209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7671397203381385209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7671397203381385209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/trying-to-reach-out-to-you-touch-my.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-8875978464775572970</id><published>2009-07-12T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:25:49.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wonderful. printing 24 pages at the shop downstairs costs $9.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8875978464775572970?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8875978464775572970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8875978464775572970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8875978464775572970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8875978464775572970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4934594369466043596</id><published>2009-07-12T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:38:18.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAII!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnt so frustrating. have to do soooo many things. ah well. at least it'll all end by end of july =PPP good or bad, its all up to whether we do our magic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T WAIT FOR HARRY POTTER!!! gosh gosh gosh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn i sound like a girl -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, dnt is really frustrating when u have cocked up printer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear. when i grow up and have a family and have me own house, I'M GONNA BUY A GOOD PRINTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4934594369466043596?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4934594369466043596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4934594369466043596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4934594369466043596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4934594369466043596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/haii-dnt-so-frustrating.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6613000929929299668</id><published>2009-07-10T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:13:17.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO!!!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 1 month ++, i am proud to say, that I have FINALLY completed me artefact!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great load of platypus-shit off my shoulders.. haha now left folio.. OH NO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ytd was chinese oral!! was freaking nervous man. but then waiting for our turn was fun! haha sat beside yisong, then zhang xin was on my right, then nigel sat with zhang xin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST COMBO. it was fun. LOL. ah well. at least can relieve tension and stress b4 oral exam.. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite nervous.. but then realised the passage was much less complex than the stupid TK oral paper.. HAII. scare us till like that for nothing.. but still got wrong words!! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had the conversation part.. LOL. just talk all the bullcrap i could think off. but then.. it wasnt much. so i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for D&amp;amp;T after oral, where me and YS found out the fun in telling nigel about H1n1 and traffic problems. It's okay if you folks don't get it.. haha all  4J ppl know.. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a sleeeeeepy day. dno why the 5-hour sleep thing hit me hard today. couldnt wake up. and also in class couldnt stay up. haha like beginning of the year liddat. leave me along for 1 minute and i fall asleep wherever i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Halilah came in and scolded 4J coz we never do amath homework le.. and then we found out zx also dropped amath. oh no... scary sia, this dropping thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had a quiz which i probably would fail as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had emath. I realised Mrs Hwang now has a habit of coming into class with a very angry expression, and starts shouting at 4J. before we even do anything -.- i mean, what is she trying to do?! Is she trying to show us that she's "fierce"? lol... sometimes.. that doesn't work, not at all. was like falling asleep, and she was like shouting at me.. but then, was too damn sleepy. fell back asleep LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had double chem, where new concepts were learnt! good good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess had D&amp;amp;T, where i worked on my artefact, and was going to finish... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bell rang -.- and had to go for chinese. Me and nigel thought that mdm shen would let us continue doing D&amp;amp;T, since all our MT O level components done le.. except for listening compre. sadly, there was a relief teacher -.- and she wanted us to stay in class. do what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ NEWSPAPER. WHAT THE ____?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol but no one was reading newspaper ah.. all doing their own work. sadly, we need the workshop -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school went for lunch at prata shop then slacked in video world with erina jasmine and boon yee.. went back to school for D&amp;amp;T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I FINISHED MY ARTIFACT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. then at 6 ++ me and yisong went to the hall to see the Band members preparing for the performance tomorrow.. haha i think the show is very nice. if only i could go tmrw.. lololololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then.. no time le.. gotta chiong the folio. right now, i'm sorry, but that's my main priority. HAHA and i'm still blogging -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tmrw.. feel like going to school and see the junior band!! aww man.. my time left in TK Band is very little le.. 2 weeks left? zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;zz&lt;br /&gt;zz&lt;br /&gt;zz&lt;br /&gt;zz&lt;br /&gt;zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness.. can't believe I'm actually LEAVING the band.. It feels like a whole lifetime, this four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like damn long, but at the same time it's not enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole life is here. My family. My friends. My everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine leaving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can still come back as alumni to visit, but it's a totally different feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's always the group of members who call us alumni "extra".. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather unpleasant feeling whenever i hear that.. and mind, heard that before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAII.. I'm losing my nuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K i shall stop here, and start doing my folio!!! YAY ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S COMING TO AN END....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6613000929929299668?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6613000929929299668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6613000929929299668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6613000929929299668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6613000929929299668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/woohoo-after-1-month-i-am-proud-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-3153948374192080661</id><published>2009-07-08T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:40:29.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is really such a joke sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been effing busy!! chionging D&amp;amp;T  for submission on 20th july!! hopefully i can make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;okay currently there's this program on TV for people saying good words for MJ.. LOL he seems even more honoured than all the dead presidents and so on LOL. no offense to anyone.. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got alot of amath homework.. haha today mdm halilah scolded the class like hell.. super emo atmosphere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got absolutely no time man.. haha but still got time to blog!!! :PPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much work to do.. aw man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw chinese O level oral!! oh no.. scary!! die. still can remember vividly my previous chinese oral exam. total failure. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should be doing dnt now.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn sleepy lols. 5 hours of sleep a day is definitely not enough. can slowly feel the fatigue creeping up on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i must end this post. I WANT DEATHLY HALLOWS!!! darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dilemma. what am I to do now?.. Sometimes.. I wish I wasn't this "lucky".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-3153948374192080661?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3153948374192080661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=3153948374192080661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3153948374192080661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3153948374192080661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-really-such-joke-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-8757323248927473788</id><published>2009-07-05T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T11:36:02.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha sorry ah. ytd was really feeling too moody after DSA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a good night's sleep, head's much clearer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the psat 2 weeks I've only been getting FIVE HOURS of sleep a day LOL. no wonder so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuna got his box weapon!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no.. have to do D&amp;amp;T, have to do amath, have to do geog, have to do SS, got chinese oral..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so muchh homework.. screwed. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8757323248927473788?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8757323248927473788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8757323248927473788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8757323248927473788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8757323248927473788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/haha-sorry-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-5483796581636561027</id><published>2009-07-04T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:33:59.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously feel like one at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thru the 1.5 hours bus ride from toa payoh to home today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was thinking alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how have i failed as a senior?.. why was i so nervous that i couldnt play properly for DSA?.. Why did i fail in teaching my charges?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guilt.. the disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, putting up a fake smile when everything inside you is crying out loud is really difficult.. but, I had to do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't spoil the smiles of the people's faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i saw my juniors crying.. Imagine how it had hurt me.. If they cried, it means that they made mistakes they were guilty of.. which meant that I, as a senior, have failed terribly in my duty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mustering all the strength in me, I put up a weak smile, and pat them, saying,"it's over, it was good! that was really great, dont cry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.. facades really hurt alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DSA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was another epic fail..&lt;br /&gt;was so nervous my hands were shaking...&lt;br /&gt;reached there at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;waited for my turn to audition till 4.40pm.&lt;br /&gt;waited approximately 7 hours before i was auditioned..&lt;br /&gt;was chatting with shannon at first, then he left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made a St Pat friend.. and a few SA ones.. chatted with them.. being the only trombonist.. was pushed to the last to be auditioned, along with one SA tuba..&lt;br /&gt;the moment i went in, was so damn nervous.. all strangers..&lt;br /&gt;sat there, and they asked,"Kenneth, may we hear your scales?"&lt;br /&gt;i stupidly went," which one?"&lt;br /&gt;what a stupid question. epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;then the tuba guy told me,"all the scales."&lt;br /&gt;so i played.. being very nervous because i already embarrassed myself, i played like 2 wrong notes..&lt;br /&gt;then they asked me to play set piece..&lt;br /&gt;after practising for 7 hours straight without resting, my lips felt numb and my tone wasnt my own.. bloody disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;played set piece.. Mr glosz asked," Kenneth, tell me what are the commas on the score."&lt;br /&gt;me:"breath marks."&lt;br /&gt;mr glosz smiled..&lt;br /&gt;apparently i was so nervous i overlooked the breath marks as i played on..&lt;br /&gt;then played choice piece.. which was chosen yesterday.. disgusting..&lt;br /&gt;haii..&lt;br /&gt;then they asked a few qstns, and then i could go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me, how much worse can me life get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5483796581636561027?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5483796581636561027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5483796581636561027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5483796581636561027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5483796581636561027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/07/failure.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1363634768327440192</id><published>2009-06-30T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:02:39.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH F___!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST REALISED THAT DNT IS SUPPOSED TO BE SUBMITTED AT END OF JULY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got me worrying like a dickhead for WEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME TO CELEBRATE~~ whoosh!!!! =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn havent been this jubilated in a loooong time!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAH PWNED IN YOUR FACE ASSHOLES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i really dont get why the dnt tchers were rushing us -.- chasing me out of band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE EFFING MONTH!!! =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn i'm so relieved!! it's like hearing that no need to take O levels HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW LEFT 1 WORRY!!! DSA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOSH. NOW GOT PEACE OF MIND AND TIME TO CHIONG DSA!!!! =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAJC here I come.. and here i come DNT O levels!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ETHEL!! ;DDD stay hairy. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1363634768327440192?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1363634768327440192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1363634768327440192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1363634768327440192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1363634768327440192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/wah-f-i-just-realised-that-dnt-is.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4154605341687073592</id><published>2009-06-29T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:18:15.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIRST DAY OF TERM THREE: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(something's wrong with blogger at the moment? weird..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea first day back wasnt as bad as i thought it would be. Woke up in the morning at 5 again, but really sleepy. 5 hours of sleep everyday is definitely not enough. &lt;br /&gt;gotta lay off mounting &amp; blading. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in a haze.. couldn't think straight the whole day, brain was just fuzzy. for example, i left at home ALOT of crucial things. &lt;br /&gt;1: Thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;2: Tie.&lt;br /&gt;3: Zhen Yao's pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! i'm so sorry for the inconvenience zhen yao!! on the bus to school mum phoned me and said i left my tie at home.. Darn! so i smsed andrew and yong xin.. waited for a reply, then thought they could be sleeping and i couldn't risk buying another one -.- so expensive -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so chionged back home to get it.. then had to take MRT to school otherwise late le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on bus 135 had a short convo with fahmy.. LOL best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: done any homework?&lt;br /&gt;K: nope. not at all. heh.&lt;br /&gt;F: how bout ur dnt?&lt;br /&gt;K: haven't started. &lt;br /&gt;F: you want to go poly or JC?&lt;br /&gt;K: JC. xD&lt;br /&gt;F: GO SLAP YOURSELF LA! HAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. what an ass! but true. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;reached school, where yisong passed me yongxin's tie, which he brought down for me.. aww my dear son HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;had FTA, where mrs goh gave us the new timetable, which i lovee... it so totally rocks man. random recess times.. random lessons!! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realised that no one was wearing tie -.- so i wasted the effort of going home to get it, and yongxin wasted his time bringing it down -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt even have haircheck!!! YESSA! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had double SS, where, as expected, almost no one did homework. LOL ONLY 2 DID. GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.math, where i was slacking coz surprisingly all my pages were filled O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had PE after that, where we measured ht and wt.. I'M STILL SHORT _l_ haha but i really lost alot of weight!! yessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't play games coz no one &lt;u&gt;except me&lt;/u&gt; brought PE.. LOL.. so we had to go back class to waste the period -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for english, where everyone was starving.. 11.10 recess can kill -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY RECESS!! haha the canteen was so empty. bought 100 plus then went back to class to chiong the chem WS to be passed up during chem practical after school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after recess had CE, where mdm halilah talked to us about Post-secondary school life.. YEAH THAT WOULD BE SYOOOOOK!!! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had double amath lecture!! amath is fun!! =DDD LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASSES ENDED AT 1.30!! WHOOSH LOVE THE NEW TIMETABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished up the chem paper and didnt have lunch.. went for chem prac, where Mr Tan said the paper hand up on wednesday -.- BASKET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had physics prac after that, then zhen yao and yong xin were looking for me for zhen yao's pants, which i stupidly forgot in my haze of confusion this morning -.- SORRY AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediately saw an oppurtunity and got out of the lab!! haha. anw did my paper le. went to look for a spare set of pants for zhen yao.. then after everything settled down, printed 2 scores for my DSA.. the set piece and the scales.. &lt;b&gt;OMFG STILL HAVENT CHOSEN A CHOICE PIECE!! PEOPLE HELP ME!! suggest to me on my tagboard, I BEG YOU!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practised abit of the set piece, then ate with YS and EZ then went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! first day of school, not bad uh? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4154605341687073592?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4154605341687073592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4154605341687073592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4154605341687073592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4154605341687073592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-of-term-three-somethings.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6158645143325566517</id><published>2009-06-28T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:10:59.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 things that are constantly worrying me like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: D&amp;amp;T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha k la ethel, i am sorta regretting it now. xDD&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll have to drop coz my folio is hopeless.. havent started.&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds very loser, but even if i wanted to do it, I also don't have a printer to print the stuff that i need. HOW SIA. -.- SIGH.. ah well. guess i have to start studying for amath HAHHAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tuition with me aunt on friday.. thought it wasnt that bad.. thanks to my aunt, we realised that I actually have a phobia for amath!! gosh. wonder what's that called. I KNOW. Halilahphobia. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.. but yea. covered logarithms and proving identities, and when we did it I was like moaning in fear when i saw the qstns lol. not joking here. its a real phobia LOL. weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after the tuition thought it wasnt that bad haha, but still need to practise alot more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: DSA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw crap. got absolutely no time to practise le.. WHY DID THEY NOT EXTEND SCHOOL HOLIDAYS?!?!? fug. if they did i would have had time to practise.. darn darn darn. so its like. I'm gona fail DnT, and i'm gonna fail my DSA. = screwed life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done Kenneth. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: SCHOOOL!! _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. havent touched homework, much less D&amp;amp;T -.- miss tan's gna slaughter me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like damn afraid of going to school, coz confirm got the everyday extra class. SCREW IT!! seriously feel like a frigging prisoner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what books to bring to school tomorrow other than D&amp;amp;T and science..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaaat an "exciting" life.. Wish I didn't have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6158645143325566517?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6158645143325566517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6158645143325566517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6158645143325566517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6158645143325566517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/3-things-that-are-constantly-worrying.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-7549795904677556556</id><published>2009-06-28T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:19:13.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised that SAJC sent me the set piece thru email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT NO TIME TO PRACTISE!! OH SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday-wednesday: DnT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday sure have to practise with band..&lt;br /&gt;friday AYG performance!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND EVERYDAY GOT EXTRA CLASS FOR SEC 4!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7549795904677556556?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7549795904677556556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7549795904677556556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7549795904677556556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7549795904677556556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1424004546907711984</id><published>2009-06-26T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:36:08.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a good day, definitely. Heh. woke up and felt damn weird. was damn tired, and felt like i was still dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for dnt, and realised nigel and yisong havent woke up.. -.- dicks. then miss tan talked to me.. then finally got to work ONCE AGAIN because what i was waiting for was finally done.. and now still need to finish up a bit, then i'm done!! FUG still got folio!!     _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was joined by yisong at arnd 9 plus? worked even more.. ouch i cut my hand on one machine haha. but only a small one.. then at 12.30 workshop close.. xD Mr Juffri was like singing and gloating that we can't do anymore work. nigel woke up at 12.40 -.- asked him to go eat lunch and do folio with us, but naa... he didnt want to. vegetarian ass. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and yisong went to PP macs for lunch, then wanted to go library to do folio.. ended up eating at macs, where ther was this random girl who was loudly talking in a sarcastic manner about TK Band. -.- just coz my shirt got the logo. dno wtf her prob uh. crazy bitch. what kind of reaction does she expect from me? tch. Can't be bothered mann~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan to go library was eliminated.. came over to my place to do folio. well, we did... A BIT. HAHAHA. spent the rest of the time watching bleach xDDD yisong's now addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arnd 4.45 left with him.. I had to go to my aunt's house for A.math "tuition". was really skeptical about it.. but then with me cuzzin's cute little dickface I just couldn't resist.. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorta fun la. haha. really enlightening!! GOSH. darn. really learnt ALOT of things i didnt know. hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, sorry to keep someone waiting ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS OF TODAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbwyLvqCI/AAAAAAAABKI/aHc5IsEyC1I/s1600-h/DSC01601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbwyLvqCI/AAAAAAAABKI/aHc5IsEyC1I/s400/DSC01601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351643888374229026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yisong took this when he came. SEE HOW BORED I AM?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbikYG1NI/AAAAAAAABKA/wqYzfRwydRk/s1600-h/DSC01602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbikYG1NI/AAAAAAAABKA/wqYzfRwydRk/s400/DSC01602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351643644149814482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my lovely dickface cuzzin who's currently addicted to maple LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbibBd6pI/AAAAAAAABJ4/1xpJ-HXxds0/s1600-h/DSC01603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbibBd6pI/AAAAAAAABJ4/1xpJ-HXxds0/s400/DSC01603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351643641638939282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEA YEA cover some more. no useeee boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbiTCB8xI/AAAAAAAABJw/dKharUpVlwg/s1600-h/DSC01604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbiTCB8xI/AAAAAAAABJw/dKharUpVlwg/s400/DSC01604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351643639493817106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the lemon tea so extra HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbiEgYngI/AAAAAAAABJo/Z-k3yWSE7Yk/s1600-h/DSC01605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbiEgYngI/AAAAAAAABJo/Z-k3yWSE7Yk/s400/DSC01605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351643635594599938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;darn yisong sucks at taking photos!! gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbhzOvPtI/AAAAAAAABJg/YsGADV35KdU/s1600-h/DSC01606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbhzOvPtI/AAAAAAAABJg/YsGADV35KdU/s400/DSC01606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351643630957182674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heh this was taken a few seconds before i cut my hand. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1424004546907711984?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1424004546907711984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1424004546907711984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1424004546907711984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1424004546907711984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-good-day-definitely.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SkTbwyLvqCI/AAAAAAAABKI/aHc5IsEyC1I/s72-c/DSC01601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-9169197385153571028</id><published>2009-06-25T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:41:39.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>那一年默默無言 只能選擇離開..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我難過的是 放棄你 放棄愛&lt;br /&gt;放棄的夢被打碎 忍住悲哀&lt;br /&gt;我以為 是成全&lt;br /&gt;你卻說你更不愉快..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我難過的是 忘了你 忘了愛&lt;br /&gt;盡全力忘記我們 真心相愛&lt;br /&gt;也忘了告訴你, 失去的不能重來..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a very old song, but it holds alot of meaning to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. times that I would never ever forget in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in school at the moment is so.. FRUSTRATING!! coz of DnT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, take today for example. I came at 8 to go for band. I wanted to go for Dnt after lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 10 plus, teachers come harrassing me le -.- so i have to go to the workshop, where i dont do anything because i'm waiting for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then. i see other people coming in at 11 plus, 1 pm bla bla. HOW COME THEY CAN CHOOSE TO COME AT THAT TIME AND I CAN'T?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. like them, if i choose to come at that time, before that it's my life, right? so i can choose what to do with that time i have. i choose to spend it at band. WHAT GIVES THEM THE RIGHT TO STEAL ME OF THAT TIME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know of people who are MUCHHHH slower than me. and they don't get no harrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, school feels like some prison. NO FREEDOM. constantly have the feeling of being on the run. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for O levels to be over. then can get job! yay. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till, then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-9169197385153571028?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/9169197385153571028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=9169197385153571028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/9169197385153571028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/9169197385153571028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4410149704000210063</id><published>2009-06-22T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:24:15.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today pon dnt omg. die liao mann. left how many days? and i still gotta help out with the CGs. I think only solution left is to come late for band. and then this saturday my aunt want me to see her for amath.. ZZZ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT FOR A MINI BATCH OUTING TODAY!! ^^ ah well. at least even tho it was only for a day (today), it was a good form of release. Felt bad though, wasn't really sure whether or not there was a section outing. Sorry if I missed it, I'll make it up to y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. was supposed to wake up at 8 today, to go meet them at 10 at PP macs for breakfast. Dad came into my room at 7 -.- "kenneth!! it's 7 already!"&lt;br /&gt;me: sooo?! (half asleep)&lt;br /&gt;dad: i thought u need to reach somewhere by 8 oclock?!&lt;br /&gt;me: aw man! I'm waking up at 8 oclock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. funny people living in my house indeed. HAHAHA. but anyway, couldn't get back to sleep after that. Had a weird dream though. Dreamt I was like hanging on some rope on a very high tower. Damn scared I was falling. But ah well. dreams are dreams, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and got ready for the outing.. but it was still early, and mum had gone down to buy breakfast. Dad was testing out the DVD player with Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix, coz the other time got no sound. Strangely, this time got sound haha. Ended up watching it all the way till i left home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 31 to PP.. met joyce and vern at macs, then at 10 called andrew. BASKET. he just woke up at 10 -.- dick. but yea.. then ee zeng joined us, followed by andrew, who left his specs at home HAHAHA!! loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ECP to cycle at arnd 12.. walked quite a distance before finally renting bikes. DARN THE BIKE SEAT IS PAIN! cycled damn far man. xD like twice the distance was travelled the last time i came to skate with Lai Dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. stopped at some breakwater to take some shots, then realised there was a naked man lying there on the base of the breakwater. LOL. illegal immigrant? xD joyce and verniecia were like screaming -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycled DAMN LONG!! butt was dying from the pain. ouch it still hurts xD and yea. ppl's bikes kept dying on them. and I was the hero of the day!! by fixing all their bikes in &lt;5 secs. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea even helped some stranger boy. LOL. hero hero!! yea so two hours were used up cycling. FUN MAN! heh got to play by the beach at the beginning.. and took many group photos using ee zeng's phone. Darn. gotta got those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.. after cycling went to 7-11 coz some of them wanted to buy drinks b4 going to Kallang Leisure park to meet yisong, then go watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at KFC.. yisong was being the usual fag he was. xD HE WORE BATCH TEE!! gosh I salute him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch "Ghost of Girlfriend's past". HEY this is a really really REALLY GOOD show. though the content is abit mature. alot of sexual stuff uh. but it's really a very nice show. Not the sexual part. but of the story. i wun be a spoiler.. just check it out yoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that played arcade for quite some time, then headed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. basically that was my day today. not bad uh? yea i think so too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj98awLuf4I/AAAAAAAABJY/evj-WwjjUZw/s1600-h/DSC01566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj98awLuf4I/AAAAAAAABJY/evj-WwjjUZw/s400/DSC01566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350131681391968130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the beach.. SIGH. miss philippines. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj98as1GgtI/AAAAAAAABJQ/7VeRWuMk60E/s1600-h/DSC01568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj98as1GgtI/AAAAAAAABJQ/7VeRWuMk60E/s400/DSC01568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350131680491766482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;male-ethel (andrew), Joyce and Verniecia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj98asT0QzI/AAAAAAAABJI/INgJ7VXjHcg/s1600-h/DSC01569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj98asT0QzI/AAAAAAAABJI/INgJ7VXjHcg/s400/DSC01569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350131680352158514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea. all the smiles in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97ab7sw7I/AAAAAAAABJA/xd8d8AC6dz0/s1600-h/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97ab7sw7I/AAAAAAAABJA/xd8d8AC6dz0/s400/DSC01570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350130576444408754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xD look like some emo boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97aA9yZ8I/AAAAAAAABI4/x2874xOC_S0/s1600-h/DSC01571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97aA9yZ8I/AAAAAAAABI4/x2874xOC_S0/s400/DSC01571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350130569205409730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;forever prepared xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97Z1Px3bI/AAAAAAAABIw/NW_d4ay_oio/s1600-h/DSC01572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97Z1Px3bI/AAAAAAAABIw/NW_d4ay_oio/s400/DSC01572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350130566059646386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice view eh? behind us climb down the rocks = naked man. HHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97ZnNq_hI/AAAAAAAABIo/Pyy68HmiAfc/s1600-h/DSC01575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97ZnNq_hI/AAAAAAAABIo/Pyy68HmiAfc/s400/DSC01575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350130562292710930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aha funny ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97ZevwkEI/AAAAAAAABIg/mkoMhmaeVUA/s1600-h/DSC01579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj97ZevwkEI/AAAAAAAABIg/mkoMhmaeVUA/s400/DSC01579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350130560019763266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea they pretending to climb some high mountain.. Male-Ethel's idea xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96sGDZQvI/AAAAAAAABIY/-D2ndQtL08o/s1600-h/DSC01580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96sGDZQvI/AAAAAAAABIY/-D2ndQtL08o/s400/DSC01580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129780297122546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96r6LeBEI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Uo_Jer-UcEw/s1600-h/DSC01581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96r6LeBEI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Uo_Jer-UcEw/s400/DSC01581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129777109763138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96r8cyAFI/AAAAAAAABII/Rd6iUnmKp8A/s1600-h/DSC01582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96r8cyAFI/AAAAAAAABII/Rd6iUnmKp8A/s400/DSC01582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129777719246930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group shot! so sad don have me in it. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96rjJNWSI/AAAAAAAABIA/PKLISQqFW_4/s1600-h/DSC01584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96rjJNWSI/AAAAAAAABIA/PKLISQqFW_4/s400/DSC01584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129770926266658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lau da guarding our table! *attention!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96rfpMC9I/AAAAAAAABH4/fgA_8I0umRs/s1600-h/DSC01586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96rfpMC9I/AAAAAAAABH4/fgA_8I0umRs/s400/DSC01586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129769986657234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea me and andrew were PWNED by the guitar game. LOL. fked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96Jff7lMI/AAAAAAAABHw/-DaVliUzlzk/s1600-h/DSC01587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96Jff7lMI/AAAAAAAABHw/-DaVliUzlzk/s400/DSC01587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129185832277186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96JB5RNTI/AAAAAAAABHo/x-1qCItgyag/s1600-h/DSC01589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96JB5RNTI/AAAAAAAABHo/x-1qCItgyag/s400/DSC01589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129177885488434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96I-A0MPI/AAAAAAAABHg/brXVoxlMpBc/s1600-h/DSC01590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96I-A0MPI/AAAAAAAABHg/brXVoxlMpBc/s400/DSC01590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129176843399410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls forgive my Rtard expressions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96IuJ8WmI/AAAAAAAABHY/A3VdtnPgTRI/s1600-h/DSC01591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96IuJ8WmI/AAAAAAAABHY/A3VdtnPgTRI/s400/DSC01591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129172586715746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yisong looks bored while blastoise looks focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96IRdTBKI/AAAAAAAABHQ/_GDBoYkHe2o/s1600-h/DSC01592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj96IRdTBKI/AAAAAAAABHQ/_GDBoYkHe2o/s400/DSC01592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129164883264674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aww. shuai ge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4410149704000210063?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4410149704000210063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4410149704000210063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4410149704000210063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4410149704000210063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-today-pon-dnt-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj98awLuf4I/AAAAAAAABJY/evj-WwjjUZw/s72-c/DSC01566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-7298259500165626735</id><published>2009-06-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:43:04.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj5U_ULpWhI/AAAAAAAABHI/08de6R1hxg0/s1600-h/MankeyYisong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj5U_ULpWhI/AAAAAAAABHI/08de6R1hxg0/s400/MankeyYisong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349806854088776210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new one from dylan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7298259500165626735?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7298259500165626735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7298259500165626735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7298259500165626735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7298259500165626735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-one-from-dylan.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sj5U_ULpWhI/AAAAAAAABHI/08de6R1hxg0/s72-c/MankeyYisong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-3207892255448025070</id><published>2009-06-19T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:40:27.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DYLAN AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjuiJIBsHaI/AAAAAAAABHA/SQSazpiXaLE/s1600-h/Red+Ranger+Encountered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjuiJIBsHaI/AAAAAAAABHA/SQSazpiXaLE/s400/Red+Ranger+Encountered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349047260089687458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the nicest man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjuiJN6PcHI/AAAAAAAABG4/bex9J9t6Bdg/s1600-h/NewLeft4Dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjuiJN6PcHI/AAAAAAAABG4/bex9J9t6Bdg/s400/NewLeft4Dead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349047261669060722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol at nigel and zoo! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjuiI-N1GuI/AAAAAAAABGw/Tb7SbuEFjlc/s1600-h/Kenneth+Riding+A+Mammoth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjuiI-N1GuI/AAAAAAAABGw/Tb7SbuEFjlc/s400/Kenneth+Riding+A+Mammoth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349047257456253666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what a strong imagination dylan has -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-3207892255448025070?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3207892255448025070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=3207892255448025070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3207892255448025070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3207892255448025070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/dylan-again.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjuiJIBsHaI/AAAAAAAABHA/SQSazpiXaLE/s72-c/Red+Ranger+Encountered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-3805870079854863064</id><published>2009-06-17T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:34:36.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>xD today feels like a Sunday. DAMN BORED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching anime the whole day -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, was so bored i decided to do this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjjGnsacPxI/AAAAAAAABGo/KemhfTsoWQM/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjjGnsacPxI/AAAAAAAABGo/KemhfTsoWQM/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348242942741724946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHEMXY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD yong xin looks like a cartoon character!! xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA CANT STOP LAUGHING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-3805870079854863064?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3805870079854863064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=3805870079854863064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3805870079854863064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3805870079854863064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/xd-today-feels-like-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjjGnsacPxI/AAAAAAAABGo/KemhfTsoWQM/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-3112615354400824870</id><published>2009-06-16T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:21:31.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY was retarded -.- met nigel and yisong at Lavender MRT at 1, so we could go to Sim Lim Square to check out the old Xbox games and PS2 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN REALISED THAT SIM LIM SQUARE WAS AT BUGIS. !@#$%^&amp;amp;*() babi yisong never say earlier -.- so we took a bus to bugis, then walked to sim lim square.. was a stupid trip in the end, coz we didn't buy anything -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some guy was mad. i asked the old Xbox game "fatal frame" how much. he said $30. then he reduced the price to $5!!! and dumb vegetarian dont want buy -.- NIGEL SELL ME YOUR XBOX!!! nabu. he got it free from his aunt -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after walking around like retards, we went to bugis village macs to have lunch -.-&lt;br /&gt;wow that place is FULL OF COCKROACHES MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to junction arcade to slack -.- as usual, nigel went on guitar and i went on drums -.- AHA YISONG GOT US KILLED! HE DIED ON THE GUITAR LOL!!!! lol that arcade not bad uh. tho its $0.50 more than at suntec, got much more songs!! and nicer ones!! BLUE BIRD FTW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after crapping at the arcade, a crazy idea dawned upon us -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GO PLAY LAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH!! DAMN FUNNY. imagine yisong playing LAN-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we did uh. went to katong SC. LOL GO ALL THE WAY FROM BUGIS!! but got straight bus. xD 12. so we tried out DotA, coz the noobass shop got no rakion or CS -.- dno why home of pool cannot sign up new members le.. yisong and nigel. so we went to the basement some LAN shop.. not bad. 1hr/$1.50..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL IN THE END PLAY FOR 3 HOURS STRAIGHT!! dicks -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end was 7+pm -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to PP macs to have something like dinner.. xD chocolate sundae is nice man! all thanks to yong xin -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeZf2XE3KI/AAAAAAAABGg/7cQJr2UBNYA/s1600-h/DSC00668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeZf2XE3KI/AAAAAAAABGg/7cQJr2UBNYA/s400/DSC00668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347911854973050018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at PP macs after playing LAN -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeZfvTYsfI/AAAAAAAABGY/msTLWMn2W7o/s1600-h/DSC00666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeZfvTYsfI/AAAAAAAABGY/msTLWMn2W7o/s400/DSC00666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347911853078524402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL playing the drums! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeY2YLHVdI/AAAAAAAABGQ/uFIvfwFPD5M/s1600-h/DSC01560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeY2YLHVdI/AAAAAAAABGQ/uFIvfwFPD5M/s400/DSC01560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347911142495180242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dick shit. behind him got alot of cockroaches!! LOL. he was like damn paranoid! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeY2MiwtBI/AAAAAAAABGI/ip5KF8DENKg/s1600-h/DSC01561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeY2MiwtBI/AAAAAAAABGI/ip5KF8DENKg/s400/DSC01561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347911139373134866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeY188R0PI/AAAAAAAABGA/H4umaCkCPRo/s1600-h/DSC01562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeY188R0PI/AAAAAAAABGA/H4umaCkCPRo/s400/DSC01562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347911135185195250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeY1gGX_7I/AAAAAAAABF4/YCMCf0FQGMg/s1600-h/DSC01563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeY1gGX_7I/AAAAAAAABF4/YCMCf0FQGMg/s400/DSC01563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347911127442915250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;supposed to be a (lame) face. LOL but ended up looking horny HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS FUNNNN!! whole day band! gosh feels like a saturday. LOL. in the morning me and chiang man did the scores sorting out.. then went for lunch with Mr Siao and Mr Neo.. DAMN FUNNY. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when came back from lunch started painting the office.. darn. it looks damn cool and big!! but got myself damn coated in paint -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then helped with CGs.. haha not bad. its quite fun! yeah!! WHOOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing about it is.. I'm finally in the field with the band once again.. SIGH. miss that feeling mann.. heh. its okay! at least im contributing!! yessa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k now its annoying.. apparently my father and mother arranged for me to go to my aunts house for amath -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday i got DnT and band!! FUG! screw it. and now my father asking me to call her and tell her i cant go -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i gonna say in the call.. sigh. gotta resign myself to fate. FAREWELL PEOPLE..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-3112615354400824870?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3112615354400824870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=3112615354400824870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3112615354400824870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3112615354400824870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-yesterday-was-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjeZf2XE3KI/AAAAAAAABGg/7cQJr2UBNYA/s72-c/DSC00668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-2314747582906151937</id><published>2009-06-14T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:39:32.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today was a Sunday, and as usual, went for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing eventful happened today.. After church went to bedok with mum and bro coz mum wanted to repair 2 of her shoes at the cobbler -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently Tampines cobblers charge very high LOL. so yea.. then we went to sheng shiong to buy some daily stuff uh. was crowded and stuff.. thought my bro was damn annoying. just couldn't shut up man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I've been playing mount &amp;amp; blade alot HAHA! not bad uh the game. but I want something more fun!! zzz.. IF ONLY I GOT PS 2... I've been wanting it since primary school LOL. sadly, my finances restrict me so!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. tmrw going out with nigel and yisong.. should be fun eh? heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2314747582906151937?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2314747582906151937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2314747582906151937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2314747582906151937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2314747582906151937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-today-was-sunday-and-as-usual-went.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6968612898187277239</id><published>2009-06-14T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:17:01.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GREAT FUNNY, BUT TOUCHING VIDEO. CHECK IT OUT PLEASE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6968612898187277239?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6968612898187277239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6968612898187277239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6968612898187277239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6968612898187277239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-funny-but-touching-video.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4452041983169232734</id><published>2009-06-13T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:53:58.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. my 300th post, and I have nothing to post. GG bodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, I'll make up for it on Monday..&lt;br /&gt;Me, Nigel and Yisong going out ah haha. should be interesting to see what yisong wears this time!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band was fun.. lols.. I've got another new thing to do! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so tired when I got home..&lt;br /&gt;Put my stuff down, lay down on my bed, and ended up falling asleep for 45 mins -.-&lt;br /&gt;Mum was screaming at me to get up and bathe and have dinner, but i was like in such a deep sleep that i could hear her, but couldnt react LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, this 2 weeks of "holidays" should replenish my sleep. xD AWW MAN STILL GOT DNT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4452041983169232734?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4452041983169232734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4452041983169232734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4452041983169232734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4452041983169232734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-7653555274556678066</id><published>2009-06-12T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:42:03.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me thinks some people should learn to shut up, and get over their ego problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN YOUR EYES, YOU FRIGGING ASIAN! xD (self denial HAHAHA.) &lt;-- which is the problem at the moment -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7653555274556678066?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7653555274556678066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7653555274556678066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7653555274556678066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7653555274556678066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-thinks-some-people-should-learn-to.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-3673589216456214707</id><published>2009-06-11T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:09:15.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEZ1L6d5NI/AAAAAAAABFw/jJjTF9nqXv0/s1600-h/Red+Ranger+Kenneth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEZ1L6d5NI/AAAAAAAABFw/jJjTF9nqXv0/s400/Red+Ranger+Kenneth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346082634187269330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks dylan -.- dickhead. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, TODAY, ME, NIGEL AND YISONG WENT TO SUNTEC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEZ04fOw0I/AAAAAAAABFo/77QLCvz7Wzw/s1600-h/DSC01548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEZ04fOw0I/AAAAAAAABFo/77QLCvz7Wzw/s400/DSC01548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346082628972757826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess who~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEZ0jvW5oI/AAAAAAAABFg/C14hZ6Iho2A/s1600-h/DSC01549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEZ0jvW5oI/AAAAAAAABFg/C14hZ6Iho2A/s400/DSC01549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346082623403255426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEZ0b-XumI/AAAAAAAABFY/RrohAat__ao/s1600-h/DSC01550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEZ0b-XumI/AAAAAAAABFY/RrohAat__ao/s400/DSC01550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346082621318740578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like dancing sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXiYgREbI/AAAAAAAABFQ/s5OlInHQzKM/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXiYgREbI/AAAAAAAABFQ/s5OlInHQzKM/s400/DSC01551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346080112126267826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gay bitches. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXiTLm_GI/AAAAAAAABFI/oJSemNmqguw/s1600-h/DSC01552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXiTLm_GI/AAAAAAAABFI/oJSemNmqguw/s400/DSC01552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346080110697446498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fuyoh! only the face clear. but mind very blur. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXiGptDxI/AAAAAAAABFA/Yx60HUqMQFM/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXiGptDxI/AAAAAAAABFA/Yx60HUqMQFM/s400/DSC01556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346080107334012690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;take 1, oops cut off yisong! dui bu qi lau da!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXh3__aiI/AAAAAAAABE4/waLeeHn4d9c/s1600-h/DSC01557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXh3__aiI/AAAAAAAABE4/waLeeHn4d9c/s400/DSC01557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346080103400958498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the yixuan smile. xD AHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXhzrOXNI/AAAAAAAABEw/8PidF_TXGUs/s1600-h/DSC01559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEXhzrOXNI/AAAAAAAABEw/8PidF_TXGUs/s400/DSC01559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346080102240115922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;retarded "group shot" felt like lau da was analing me -.- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, today's truncated was superrr boring. woke up super late HAHAHA. damn funny in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;you know sometimes when you're just so damn tired, you dream that you're already up and going to school, when you're actually just sleeping on your bed? yeah. that happened. xD&lt;br /&gt;I DREAMT i woke up and got ready for school, and after bathing i sat in my room in front of the fan to dry my hair. (?!) LOL. and in reality i was oversleeping liao xD&lt;br /&gt;Mum came in to wake me up. Turned off my fan. HAHA. I was like damn agitated! I rmb mumbling saying "I'M ALREADY UP! I'M JUST DRYING MY HAIR!" when in fact i was just lying on my bed and talking into my pillow -.- only after a while i realised how stupid it was, then quickly got out off my room, walking past my sniggering mother. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i took bus 10 as usual, would have reached school at 8.10 or so. LOL. so i chose to take MRT uh. still was late tho -.- but just 5 mins late. felt weird to have the school so silent suddenly. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;had SS.. Yisong sent me Sims 3 on handphone HAHA. wrong move. addicted to it liao. played the bloody game the whole day whenever i could.&lt;br /&gt;after SS had amath.. since i didnt do the work, decided to TRY and copy. in the end epic fail, ended up just playing Sims -.-&lt;br /&gt;went for physics lecture after that, another 1.25hours of Sims 3. LOL! bloody addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with peh peh and lai lai at prata shop again -.- EVERY SINGLE DAY OMG.&lt;br /&gt;the indian not so skinny woman was laughing when she saw us. yeah. we laughed too, when we saw her large p______s hanging outside the shop in the alleyway. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school for DnT.. was bouncing the basketball in class, when the irritating cleaner woman go make noise -.- wtf man. not as if we're damaging anything right?! basket. and i think she bautou then the staff went into the classroom after we left.. probably to confiscate the ball? LOL. idiots. not as if i care luh. confiscate lo. arrogant asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to respect the cleaners in TK ALOT. but recently, I noticed that some of them have MAJOR att. probs. okay, ALOT of them. just few days ago i was going to the toilet. one malay auntie cleaner was standing at the door, staring at me as i entered. She never say cannot use, also got no sign cannot use. I go in, suddenly she shout at me sia! wtf.. so nvm i just go up to the 3rd floor use. -.- and now today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for DnT, when i realised all my artefacts were GONE. SCARE ME SIA. in the end found it. some asshole took out his stuff and knocked mine out of the cupboard ytd, when i was not in the workshop. AND THAT CB never put my stuff back. so ms seah kept SOME of my artefact. the most important part, I found it in the rubbish bin. GG.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thanks for the concern, people. LOL at harith -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after doing DnT awhile went to suntec with yisong and nigel again, and ate at BK. LOL at nigel!!&lt;br /&gt;then went to walk around.. YiSong left early, and then me and nigel went to the PC show at the convention centre. was meeting mum and sis later there.&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY CROWDED SIAL. couldnt move an inch. damn squeezy. darn.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy the 4GB memory card for phone!! $14.50 omg. good deal. LOL andrew bought it at $40! LOSERRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after mum and sis looked around for sis' hard drive, went home via bus, while nigel went by MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that was my day. and now i have this weird calluse on my thumb. ITS NUMB. I cant feel anything on my right thumb darn. damn weird. feels like i still have my plaster on. except its a biologic plaster. AND I CANT FREAKING FLIP PAGES WITH MY RIGHT HAND NO MORE!! darn. why do i have so many calluses on my hands.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW'S the last day of truncated! OMG. damn syok. cant wait. FREEDOM AT LAST. FINALLY A HOLIDAY THIS YEAR. but darn still need to do DNT-.- FK FK FK FK FK FK FK FK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair's long, need to cut soon. AWWW NOOO!! shall wait. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-3673589216456214707?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3673589216456214707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=3673589216456214707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3673589216456214707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3673589216456214707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-dylan.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SjEZ1L6d5NI/AAAAAAAABFw/jJjTF9nqXv0/s72-c/Red+Ranger+Kenneth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-8962329655936914874</id><published>2009-06-10T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:45:20.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darn days in Singapore are getting hotter and hotter, I swear..&lt;br /&gt;anw, was in band ytd and today, didn't go for DnT mueheheh! Some how or rather I get this feeling that Mr Juffri is pissed with me ponning so many times, then seeing me with my juniors -.-&lt;br /&gt;but then again, many people get the same feeling that he's pissed with them too..&lt;br /&gt;quoting from Ong Jin:"He fking attitude!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's a harsh way to put it. Heh. Days at home.. I've been eating dinner with family at 10pm. LOL! feel so bad sia.. Didn't think they'd wait for me to start dinner, they usually would just eat. AND! I was late for church -.- so they locked the doors and darn, my streak is broken.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind if you dont understand, I do! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having weird dreams at night lately.. Often awoken by the sudden weird noises coming from the kitchen (beside my bedroom). Noises like glasses banging on the table, mugs knocking against each other and stuff like that. Ah well.. For the weird dreams, I like it! Hahahah. It brings life into my sleep mannn.. Feel so darn good when I wake up from a dream. It's been so long since I had dreams.. Last night's one was about Maple and Pokemon LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw me bro playing maple ep.2 last night.. So I was tempted to play it. Cause I'm so darn bored at home after finishing heroes. Might start playing maple again soon.. But not now, due to the fact that my DnT artefact's still not done. Since there's no band prac for tomorrow and the day after, I SHOULD BE able to focus on DnT hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think that the band has come a long way.. And yes, though not perfect YET, I think it's good. At least this time people are putting in a lot of effort. Can see that in many people now.. Cheers! At this rate, something good will happen, you'll see.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL HAVEN'T DONE AMATH HOMEWORK!! Nor have i started seeking help for amath -.-&lt;br /&gt;going to soon, I guess. Probably finally going to heed parents' words and go to my aunt's house to study amath. And hangout with me cuzzie arnd hougang mall or something. Heh. GOTTA GET MY LIFE BACK, DARN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one retarded photo to end this retarded post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Si_GtZzqmPI/AAAAAAAABEo/fbAVlEITRO8/s1600-h/DSC01547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Si_GtZzqmPI/AAAAAAAABEo/fbAVlEITRO8/s400/DSC01547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345709766036068594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8962329655936914874?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8962329655936914874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8962329655936914874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8962329655936914874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8962329655936914874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/darn-days-in-singapore-are-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Si_GtZzqmPI/AAAAAAAABEo/fbAVlEITRO8/s72-c/DSC01547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-6019275558087424397</id><published>2009-06-07T19:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:06:11.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stevenflanagan.net/photos/big/central01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 2px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.stevenflanagan.net/photos/big/central01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish I could go to a place like this and just stone there without a care in the world~~ except of band, of course. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, there's many things on my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there's the basketball interclass tournament which was postponed, tomorrow. At the same time, Mr K's coming tomorrow. I used to have this dilemma on whether I should choose band or basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can say whole-heartedly, with no reluctance whatsoever, I choose band. ^^The magic of being bonded with your juniors can make wonders. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, there's still alot of DnT work to be done, which is due in July. Which means I have not much time left. NOO.. Ah well. It's my own fault for slacking off in the beginning of the year. hehe. Anyway, there's going to be around 3 hours of DnT during truncated lessons tomorrow! woosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was bugging my mum to buy me a bass trombone earlier haha. Most probably would cost around $5K LOL. Which means it's impossible. Ah well.. Can't wait to get to work to get one! Oh yes.. After visiting SAJC to submit the form on Wednesday, I've been constantly thinking of SAJC and when I can finally get out of TK hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAJC is like so humoungous.. And it's got TWO basketball courts. Like TNPS! Unlike TK -.- Besides, there's this St Andrews village thingy. And it's connected to SAS and SA junior school. Once again, it's HUMONGOUS. Which means I'll have alot of places to hang out or just stone. Can't wait. It's gonna be a whole new environment out there.. Wonder how many people I know will be there. Interesting!! I can't wait mann...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I've been reading Harry Potter again! Hahah no idea why suddenly I start reading again, but I seem to have forgotten the joy of reading ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm thinking of getting a new blogskin lols. Any recommendations?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6019275558087424397?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6019275558087424397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6019275558087424397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6019275558087424397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6019275558087424397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/wish-i-could-go-to-place-like-this-and.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-8957326984364295840</id><published>2009-06-06T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:08:12.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for band today hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, call me no life or stuff. coz I don't fking give a damn~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band is my life. and my passion for band will neva end amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but questions still remained unanswered.. and yeah. gotta think about all these. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DNT!! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i gotta help out on monday to wednesday. somehow. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, just rmbed this video on pinoy champion dancers that i found on nadia's blog during exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINOYS RULE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNRR9rdIcag&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNRR9rdIcag&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8957326984364295840?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8957326984364295840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8957326984364295840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8957326984364295840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8957326984364295840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/muahahaha-went-for-band-today-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6701163202430010867</id><published>2009-06-04T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:27:06.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rather busy week man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping quite the late.. Monday was Chinese O level.. haha. not as scary as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite do-able, i think. but.. still not confident of A -.- durhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, went for band prac LOL. just helped do some miscellanous stuff uh.. then slacked off at videoworld with Willy Wonka and ChenDog, and with the tubas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY.. after truncated (STUPID IDIOTIC TRUNCATED MAKING ME SO SLEEPY AND TIRED. BORING POOP.) , I went to SAJC to meet Faizah the darkness to submit my DSA form -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with peh peh and lai lai at "It's A Prime Prata Corner!" xDDD and right after i was bloated with food, i saw 31 at the other bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Faizah said she had to go for her Malay Society thing at 2.30, which meant that she couldn't send me to the general office or whatever to submit my form. Seeing as it was already 1.50pm, and YiSong scared me by saying the journey took 45 mins, without thinking, i glanced at the roads, and jay-ran -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. pinoy exp rocks ur life man. but was dying on the bus. try filling ur piehole with prata, then run as fast as u can across a road. LOL. the organic blender in ur tummy will be like jumping and jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget that. AND FORGET MY PREVIOUS POST. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out yisong was wrong, becoz in like 20 mins or less, i got on a highway with the sign "Toa Payoh ^" thus, i assumed i was reaching soon. was scrutinising all the stops the bus stopped at, then suddenly realised I was reaching Toa Payoh Interchange. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i called yisong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Lol wtf I'm in the interchange now.&lt;br /&gt;Ys: huh what the hell didnt u see any orange school?&lt;br /&gt;me: what orange school?! LOL. i was suddenly on a high way and then.. I was in the interchange -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ys: ah well.. take 31 back ah. xD nigel go shit and he's slacking. never do DnT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. those 2 have been going to DnT for the past few days.. but apparently heard that nigel's been slacking. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, i just dont wanna go. coz i go also cant do anything zzz. need to ask Ms Tan stuff but she's always not around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sorta bugging my conscience uh. left 1 week to really chiong DNT, then 1st day of july must submit artefact and folio to cambridge liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. F@#%!!!!!! THATS. OMFG. SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. nvmmmm.. so anw. back to the point. finally got thru to faizah (her phone was dying). she asked me to take 142.. then was like damn thirsty. coz eat the prata never drink anything must chiong for bus le.. then was like coughing on the bus. throat felt damn constricted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to buy a drink at cheers at the Toa Payoh Interchange.. then waited for 142.. omg damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMG MY NEIGHBOUR'S P5 DAUGHTER CRYING &lt;b&gt; AGAIN!! &lt;/b&gt; AND REALLY LIKE SHRIEKING IN GRIEF. -.- EVERYNIGHT -.- NOISY. BLAST MY TROMBONE AT HER BACKSIDE AH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally took 142 to SAJC. AND basket. its so humongous. entered from St Andrew Village. and i got lost. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until faizah found me HAHA. coz her phone dead la. basket. walked all the way.. thru st andrew junior school, st andrew secondary, and finally reached SAJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh darn they have 2 basketball courts side by side. and it looks new HAHA!! cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faizah took a look at my DSA form, and realised i never fill in 2 parts. 2008 EOY L1R5, and 2009 MYE L1R5. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filled the MYE in.. then forgot last year one. called in panic to alot of ppl for help, then finally my sis pick up at home -.- missed call so many times -.- and she read that me L1R5 for EOY last year was 23 O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23!!! OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but scared they dun accept me for MYE la.. raw score is 28, but with term 1 it becomes 34 zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met faizah's SL. Russel. cool. haha, seemed like a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after giving the form to the teacher, we went to Toa Payoh Int to meet up with nigel and yisong. wanted to go somewhere uh. before i go church at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to some lame excuse for a mall.. and then went to converters. BLOOODY HELL! Game Boy advance SP at $44!! dicky bird. i rmb screaming and crying for that years ago -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after slacking around, finally decided to go plaza singapura LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bus, forgot what number le LOL 142? 139?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to plaza singapura, and went to the Music Square to look at tbones!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i realised that my mouthpiece costs $195. HOT DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faizah wants to buy plastic mouthpiece -.- then we went to the top floor.. went into some sword shop. they sell bleach swords!! OMFG. cool yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for dinner at KFC. vegetarian at KFC. COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so had dinner, then took bus to kallang with nigel, then went for church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 11 -.- darn sleepy. stupid truncated. deprive my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos of YTD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZFdtS65I/AAAAAAAABEU/gk3n-LCQkIA/s1600-h/DSC01535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZFdtS65I/AAAAAAAABEU/gk3n-LCQkIA/s400/DSC01535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343478170795568018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some dinosaur event at plaza singapura..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZFI_YUlI/AAAAAAAABEM/GFz88H5aiRg/s1600-h/DSC01536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZFI_YUlI/AAAAAAAABEM/GFz88H5aiRg/s400/DSC01536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343478165234274898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea the mall. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZEyEoDrI/AAAAAAAABEE/jdV3gK9Chj4/s1600-h/DSC01538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZEyEoDrI/AAAAAAAABEE/jdV3gK9Chj4/s400/DSC01538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343478159082262194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;excited your senses enough, Nigel? xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZE0W60LI/AAAAAAAABD8/WhxHd2xr8jY/s1600-h/DSC01539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZE0W60LI/AAAAAAAABD8/WhxHd2xr8jY/s400/DSC01539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343478159695859890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZEgi3sII/AAAAAAAABD0/DzA9rJFnt-0/s1600-h/DSC01540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZEgi3sII/AAAAAAAABD0/DzA9rJFnt-0/s400/DSC01540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343478154377277570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA. enjoy this, yisong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was another round of boring truncated -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for band after lesssons.. ponned DnT again. HAIIZ Kenneth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. band is my life. cant live without it HAHA. even Nadir said so!! darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. gna watch bleach now! ciaos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6701163202430010867?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6701163202430010867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6701163202430010867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6701163202430010867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6701163202430010867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/06/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SifZFdtS65I/AAAAAAAABEU/gk3n-LCQkIA/s72-c/DSC01535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-8065119934824350637</id><published>2009-05-31T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:30:53.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to update about something damn random and stupid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i effing got molested HAHHAHAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny. actually dno if accidental or not la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the bus to tampines MRT to go to city hall to meet the section..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the bus was like damn crowded. so i had to stand at the door ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at one stop got one auntie (probably indian?) had to get down the bus.. i made way for her. THEN SUDDENLY, she put her hand on my butt and like pushed it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like shocked HAHAHA!!! but dno if accidental, purposely, or just need more space. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH BUT SHE IS SKINNY LOLOLOLOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. i'm just too hot for my own good. SHADDAP HARITH!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8065119934824350637?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8065119934824350637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8065119934824350637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8065119934824350637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8065119934824350637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yes-i-forgot-to-update-about.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4477210454362677179</id><published>2009-05-31T21:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:58:34.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS GREAT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i woke up at 5.30 to go for church, end up i was late -.- damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i went home. damn. i was so sleepy i fell asleep the moment i got on 21. as in when i sat down ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 8 plus? then used com till 11, then set off for city hall to meet the other tbonists who were going for OPUS 34.1, and 2 other tubists LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i reached first, then saw kay rui. LOL. THAT ASSHOLE SAW ME, then act like never see me and continue walking. LOL. so i went up to him and drag him back. then everyone else was late -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cinthya came, then me and kay rui went up to her. HAHA. she never see us walking up to her ah. then i stood bside her. then finally she realised, turned around, and OII in shock at me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then were slowly joined by others, while kay rui was like making super lame jokes LOL. trying to flirt with girls la he. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay wait, let me state who came today.&lt;br /&gt;From Trombones: Me, Harith, Ethel, Yong Xin, Sherlynn, Kay Rui and Cinthya.&lt;br /&gt;Tubists: Dylan + Byeong Gyu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then made our way to marina, where we had lunch at KFC.. once again, i was deep in thought.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went up, supposedly to bowl, end up some ppl dun wan coz of the price on a Sunday. altogether each person $5.30.. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to play arcade HAHAHA ENDED UP SPENDING EVEN MORE MONEY PLAYING DRUMS AND GUITAR!!! xD sherlynn and ethel got pawned. CINTHYA AND SHERLYNN BOTH GOT PWNED BY ME IN BISHI BASHI. NOOBSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at arnd 2.45 we went to buy the performers' gifts, Mr Siao's and Mr David Wong's.. then at 3.00 we were like panicking coz we scared we late for concert. so we chiong to city hall MRT.. but then got ppl need to go toilet HAHA. took MRT to tanjong pagar, and then were lost. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then were running around tanjong pagar like dicks. xDDD BG was soaked in sweat. then harith was like damn relax xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end found it thanks to yong xin, and went in after the first song zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to sit separated coz no time to switch.. I sat with harith yong xin and kay rui. then after the 2nd song, when they were letting latecomers come in, we saw BG and dylan suddenly stand up and go try find new place to sit. GUESS WHERE THEY WENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. they went to sit in the reserved row. LOL. in the end kena chased away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during intermission i spotted an empty row, so the tbones gathered and sat there with Dylan and BG.. then saw Mr Siao, and passed him his gift and took photo haha. couldnt find mr david wong tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then BG went to sit with the sec 3 commitee, while dylan remained with the 7 tbones xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn the concert was nice. THE TUBAS AND HORNS AND TROMBONES AND CLARINETS AND TRUMPETS WERE DAMN IMBA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey wait. THE WHOLE BAND WAS IMBA. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha then halfway the double bassist switched to electric guitar. xDD cool yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classic cantabile was WOW. and so were the hymns. argh damn it i cant get the encore piece outta my head. THEIR TROMBONES PWN!!! Mr David Wong pwns. *does the hand worship movement*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the concert we took more photos at the lobby, then we exited SCH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the &lt;s&gt;no life dick head&lt;/s&gt; kay rui wanna go home le, so left me, ethel, harith, yong xin, sherlynn and cinthya. LOL. we took bus to vivocity to "have dinner".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ended up walking arnd aimlessly and being lame. BABI cinthya was laughing the whole journey LOL. even in marina. crazy juniors i have nowadays HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally settled down at Food republic, where we talked... lololololololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 7++ we finally set off for home due to Ms Goh and Ms Koh's parents. hehe. went to 7-11 for a drink, then took MRT home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that was my day. FUN BODO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKHHzLxEeI/AAAAAAAABDs/o9eXiukbKls/s1600-h/DSC01518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKHHzLxEeI/AAAAAAAABDs/o9eXiukbKls/s400/DSC01518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980676083225058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taken yesterday in magic wok during lunch: JIAHAO. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-5YrEEI/AAAAAAAABDk/H8aB-MQCk7Y/s1600-h/DSC01521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-5YrEEI/AAAAAAAABDk/H8aB-MQCk7Y/s400/DSC01521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980523129147458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA THIS WAS AT THE MARINA BOWL. DAMN FUNNY HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-n6i6fI/AAAAAAAABDc/067Ellmc4fY/s1600-h/DSC01522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-n6i6fI/AAAAAAAABDc/067Ellmc4fY/s400/DSC01522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980518439381490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;during intermission.. SCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-qaX9YI/AAAAAAAABDU/c8-HP1Culvs/s1600-h/DSC01523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-qaX9YI/AAAAAAAABDU/c8-HP1Culvs/s400/DSC01523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980519109752194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinthya, Ethel, and half of yong xin. kay rui hiding behind his concert booklet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-XfqHGI/AAAAAAAABDM/UEZ5jE5te-4/s1600-h/DSC01525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-XfqHGI/AAAAAAAABDM/UEZ5jE5te-4/s400/DSC01525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980514031639650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and fingah boy. xDDDD HAHAH SO GAY OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-CLcJpI/AAAAAAAABDE/hc8twHktQFA/s1600-h/DSC01526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKG-CLcJpI/AAAAAAAABDE/hc8twHktQFA/s400/DSC01526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980508309694098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this time the she-males hiding behind their books and the two guys all posing. (candid!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGkdgOUII/AAAAAAAABC8/TWpK_x0-G7g/s1600-h/DSC01527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGkdgOUII/AAAAAAAABC8/TWpK_x0-G7g/s400/DSC01527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980068968026242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shot of us with mr siao!! LOL HAJAR AND ZUL EXTRA. basket! yong xin looks super emo. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGkUhwFPI/AAAAAAAABC0/jV46E6gQKwk/s1600-h/DSC01530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGkUhwFPI/AAAAAAAABC0/jV46E6gQKwk/s400/DSC01530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980066558514418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dylan took the shot b4 we were ready. apparently ethel, Cinthya, Harith and Sherlynn were always prepared for the camera. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGkMZnuqI/AAAAAAAABCs/mRRSsb3Vn6I/s1600-h/DSC01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGkMZnuqI/AAAAAAAABCs/mRRSsb3Vn6I/s400/DSC01531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980064376928930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NOW we're ready. haha yong xin like some serial killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGj0DHcMI/AAAAAAAABCk/LQeOyAixn0U/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGj0DHcMI/AAAAAAAABCk/LQeOyAixn0U/s400/DSC01532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980057840087234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charlie's (kenneth's) angels: Lausai Liu (lucy liu/ethel koh), camel on diaz (cinthya goh / cameron diaz), and Drew BERRYmore (sherlynn / drew barrymore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGjuthZlI/AAAAAAAABCc/9g5i7_oS3yo/s1600-h/DSC01533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKGjuthZlI/AAAAAAAABCc/9g5i7_oS3yo/s400/DSC01533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341980056407336530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and dylan LOL!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. today was really fun. so long no section outing le xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much more time do i have with all of you? sigh.. I wish I could stay..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4477210454362677179?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4477210454362677179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4477210454362677179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4477210454362677179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4477210454362677179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-great-so-i-woke-up-at-5.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SiKHHzLxEeI/AAAAAAAABDs/o9eXiukbKls/s72-c/DSC01518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-5710519348666829746</id><published>2009-05-30T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:52:02.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What are your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite sad luh.. you've all been practising so hard.. despite the many negative comments from people, all of you persevered on, and got till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I salute each and every one of you. Though it's cancelled, it's not over. There's still SYF 2010. REMEMBER YOUR WORDS LAST YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my thanks to the dancers. Though I'm not in the block, I've seen you all practise all the way, despite not being in our CCA. Despite your SYF competition coming up, you all still diligently attended band practices, to help us. The group of you still missed performances for the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, I am sorry, and I thank all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had alot of thoughts today, just thought i shouldnt post them. its too difficult to type them out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say "I love TK Band", how much do you really mean it? Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you say "band sucks", think about how much you really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the conclusions of my thoughts today.. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw got concert.. yeah. gonna enjoy myself! hehe. and the next day is O levels? ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5710519348666829746?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5710519348666829746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5710519348666829746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5710519348666829746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5710519348666829746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-are-your-feelings-quite-sad-luh.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-779651614057890516</id><published>2009-05-27T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:59:55.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's currently 10.50, and i'm not asleep haha. Just wanted to email yisong a file, then just a short update before i tuck in for the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i'm very sleepy. was like dozing off during the church session earlier.. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during the investiture, when waiting for our cue to play, i fell asleep =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess im sleeping too late.. wonder why. Some people can like sleep damnnn late and yet be unaffected. Not for me tho. If i sleep late, it'll definitely bomb me the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LEVEL CHINESE ON MONDAY!!! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent done any chinese work since Mid-year HAHA. and today me and yisong even ponned chinese remedial -.- coz we were filling in DSA forms. then we couldn't find our chinese class (&gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end went to videoworld.. Nigel came, and later on so did Jasmine and Boon yee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on Jasmine and Yisong went home, and then Boon Yee, Nigel and me went to walk around chung cheng that area haha. Eh Tanjong Katong is quite a cool neighbourhood yo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found some random exercise corner along the park connector and slacked there till 7++.. then walked over to Kallang macs, where Boon Yee went home.. Me and Nigel went to have dinner and macs.. AND WE MET MDM GOH SIEW YOONG WITH HER HUBBY AND kids/grandkids HAHAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigel tried taking a photo, but failed terribly xD and he says she might have seen his phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it, Mr Vincent Tan said he'll return me my ball tmrw.. haha. but actually. return  also i most probably wun play le.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ONE THING TO LOOK FORWARD TO is this Sunday's concert... YAY. hahaha. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;thought i'd gotten over you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;but seems like you just refreshed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Feels good, but once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Am i reading the wrong signs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-779651614057890516?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/779651614057890516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=779651614057890516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/779651614057890516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/779651614057890516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-came-back-from-church.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-8082417745938032252</id><published>2009-05-24T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:28:31.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry, no time for a proper update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been great!! Band rocks haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it, MT O level next monday. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. tmrw having a performance to the school.. haha all SYF groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then er.. tuesday gna have sec 4 interclass basketball competition.. hehe. first batch in TK to have sec 4 games? dno ah. xDD cant wait tho. BUT SAD! i dno who else other than me playing for 4J..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sunday going for Mr Siao's concert ^^ omg omg cant wait!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8w-h-bEI/AAAAAAAABCU/gDzZRnx8_As/s1600-h/DSC01504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8w-h-bEI/AAAAAAAABCU/gDzZRnx8_As/s400/DSC01504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339365645341322306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nigel and Yisong on the Photo Taking day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8wpmavcI/AAAAAAAABCM/HORde4Uul1Y/s1600-h/DSC01505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8wpmavcI/AAAAAAAABCM/HORde4Uul1Y/s400/DSC01505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339365639722810818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look funny xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8wUc_tpI/AAAAAAAABCE/vokt0zyji6A/s1600-h/DSC01506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8wUc_tpI/AAAAAAAABCE/vokt0zyji6A/s400/DSC01506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339365634046146194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;click to see Nadir in the back seat!!! HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8wIvrtPI/AAAAAAAABB8/YwzBrjNhQA4/s1600-h/DSC01507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8wIvrtPI/AAAAAAAABB8/YwzBrjNhQA4/s400/DSC01507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339365630903301362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;illegal gathering. mdm halilah's in the middle. SEE IF U CAN SPOT HER AHAHHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8wNk4iRI/AAAAAAAABB0/BEGtO33fZwE/s1600-h/DSC01508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8wNk4iRI/AAAAAAAABB0/BEGtO33fZwE/s400/DSC01508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339365632200182034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SIGH. go thru amath paper still can sleep. xD actually me too la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8082417745938032252?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8082417745938032252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8082417745938032252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8082417745938032252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8082417745938032252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-no-time-for-proper-update.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Shk8w-h-bEI/AAAAAAAABCU/gDzZRnx8_As/s72-c/DSC01504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-2186551389428562899</id><published>2009-05-22T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:48:44.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL at the uproar of kris allen winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I dont watch american idol, so yeah. no comments. xD tho i know alot of ppl supported adam lambert. cheer up ppl!! now let's await SINGAPORE IDOL!! &lt;s&gt; my poor ears &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time no post le.. been busy at home with doing.. nothing -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on tuesday had band.. AND MR VINCENT TAN CONFISCATE MY BASKETBALL!! @#$%^&amp;amp;*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: after waiting for the SL's practice to end i had to go to church.. reached home at 10.30 omg -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY.. omg. public speaking -.- now i'm known for another stupid thing LOL. anyways... I'd like to thank Miss Lian sincerely, because i wouldn't have been able to do my speech successfully without Miss Lian's help and support.. THANK YOU MISS LIAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; met Mr Vincent Tan and asked if i could have my ball back xDDDD. then he said find him after school.. but was too busy with math class, then had band after school!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. met Jeremy on the way to Tampines interchange, so took bus 10 with him.. discussed the sec 4 inter-class basketball event coming up this tuesday!! hehe. but dno who gna play for 4J zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had CE, where it was the DSA interview practice with two PSG ppl.. quite cool uh. yisong got pwned!! xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for PE, where me, Hazzan and Samsul had to run 2.4.. couldn't run last time due to my old knee injury -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had 2 periods of slack mother tongue.. and recess!! MR VINCENT TAN HAVENT RETURN MY BASKETBALL!!! nooooooooo~~~~ (can't find him darn it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had double DnT, where me yisong and nigel were slacking.. xD nigel assaulted Yisong with his 2 illusory blades HAHAHAHA!! okay lame -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amath was a "clean-up the class" period. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school chinese class was cancelled O.o YAY!! so slacked in class with YS and peh peh. Jasmine came over and slacked with us. THEN SUDDENLY, Mrs Hwang came with her daughter, and gave us macs french fries HAHAHA!!!! Thanks Mrs Hwang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and yisong went for DnT.. YAY I STARTED FABRICATION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's enough for this post. ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2186551389428562899?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2186551389428562899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2186551389428562899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2186551389428562899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2186551389428562899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol-at-uproar-of-kris-allen-winning.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-8736531393880257044</id><published>2009-05-18T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:30:42.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!! just cut my hair -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn Tk hairchecks. its only been 3 weeks since the previous one? and damn, my hair grow ALOT lo very quickly xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. today Ee Zeng, Nigel, Yi Song and Wilmar came over to tampines to see me, yisong and ee zeng cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took 31 to tampines, then went to tampines 1 -.- someone needed the toilet -.- and then went to TM to buy nigel peh's present for someone. xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had lunch at the coffeeshop there.. chicken rice $1.80!! xD budget kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to snip avenue for the haircut.. $3.80!! xD once again, budget kid. then we went to my house to grab the ball, and went to the tampines CC to play basketball!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD nothing  much to post la. except i think wilmar was crazy. the ball was rolling down the slope, and almost on the road. just then, wilmar, who was chasing after the ball, lunged down and grabbed it. at the expense of his body. gosh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a ball.. you're what's important, my friend. :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8736531393880257044?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8736531393880257044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8736531393880257044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8736531393880257044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8736531393880257044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-just-cut-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1245955032820383844</id><published>2009-05-15T22:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:42:25.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS THE BEST!!! damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha life so far has been.. quite scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-math paper.. i think i gna score a single digit. the other subjects i'm quite happy uh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only A-math.. SIGH. tho i "studied", i really feel like im definitely not made for a-math. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm halilah came to me today after the emath paper.. "Kenneth i havent settle with you yet ah. You left your whole amath paper blank."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.. i really dunno how to do ma. so what can i do.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON A LIGHTER NOTE, TODAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the stupid chinese listening compre me, yisong, nigel, ee zeng and Guanming (let's call us Kenneth &amp;amp; Co HAHAHA that's what cinthya called us ) went to Gm's condo for lunch and change our clothes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at ThaiPan restaurant.. and damn! GM was right. the food is good and cheap! love that place man. then we went to the toilet and changed our clothes.. HAHA we played a prank on nigel. since he was the only one &lt;s&gt;who bothered to&lt;/s&gt; changing shoes, Ee Zeng grabbed his school shoe and threw into the bathing cubicle and turned on the shower HAHAHA!!! and some more that shower in his condo its not automatic off water LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we got it out.. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 197 to bugis to shop HAHAHA. went to Bugis street for YS, GM and Nigel to buy their watches. then i bought a pair of shoes.. wanted to buy shirts. and nigel wanted to buy a new bag. but sadly, the prices were too high.. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after exploring bugis street, we went to Bugis Junction.. AND YES!! stumbled upon I.P. Zone while looking for shirts, and found a great deal lolololol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polo tees : U.P $13 (Buy 3 for $25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! so i bought 2, and the last one Yisong bought it. hehehe. saved costs man!! and me and yisong changed into the new shirts HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also changed into my new shoes!!! hahaha. coz my basketball shoes look damn suaku. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn it. my new shoes the white shoelace damn weird. so i'm gonna buy black shoelaces to fix that prob. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went off to suntec to play arcade HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 63 to St Andrew Cath and then walked to Suntec..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO IS THIS ITE BOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg1936NvXOI/AAAAAAAABBo/km69y0amNT0/s1600-h/DSC01478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg1936NvXOI/AAAAAAAABBo/km69y0amNT0/s400/DSC01478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336059532977069282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg193z00YcI/AAAAAAAABBg/ghncZkc8ghw/s1600-h/DSC01479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg193z00YcI/AAAAAAAABBg/ghncZkc8ghw/s400/DSC01479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336059531261927874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS YI SONG!!!! (lau da)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!! omg he look damn different right?! lolololol. even we couldnt recognise him at times LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; then we had "dinner" at macs, then went up to the arcade and played... fishcake. couldnt play the game i really wanted. motorcycle was fun tho! miss riding it in philippines... Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at arnd 6 ++ EZ YS and GM needed to go home.. LOL oriental names. so me and nigel sent them off.. then wanted to go to minitoons at Suntec to buy the black shoelaces, but sadly dun have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then.. BOOM. we met ______. haha. ah well. u all wouldnt know ______. ;D SIGH. miss ______ like hell man. at first i was shocked to see_____. and so was she. LOL. then i smsed her, saying "hey.. u still using this number?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then suddenly she call me LOL. and she was like "who are you who are you who are you" into my ear! so loud LOL. she was like damn hyper when i said i was kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she was like BINGO!! i saw you!! why u ignore me!? and bla bla bla (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and nigel decided to go to marina square and check whether the minitoons there got black shoelace.. walked there.. HAHA SO LOSER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up the minitoons there closed -.- as in change shop. global recession, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so explored marina square.. then decided to sit outside at the benches outside esplanade the dark dark place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD got alot of horny couples -.- damn sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at arnd 8.45? me and nigel decided to go home HAHAHA. bullcrap. ended up sitting down at citylink. and watching ppl walk by. LOL. then finally mum called, then we took MRT home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. today was GREAT MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the photos do the talking teehee. (not in order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg193x4bzzI/AAAAAAAABBY/YPiFCn8m9ik/s1600-h/DSC01480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg193x4bzzI/AAAAAAAABBY/YPiFCn8m9ik/s400/DSC01480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336059530740223794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lauda playing HOD 4 with peh peh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg193g6g3yI/AAAAAAAABBQ/UE7KtjmyOiQ/s1600-h/DSC01481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg193g6g3yI/AAAAAAAABBQ/UE7KtjmyOiQ/s400/DSC01481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336059526185541410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nigel camwhore HAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OpETgxI/AAAAAAAABBI/8tsiIX1qc1Q/s1600-h/DSC01482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OpETgxI/AAAAAAAABBI/8tsiIX1qc1Q/s400/DSC01482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058823999456018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so schmexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OmWP7_I/AAAAAAAABBA/o_bHtPMmU7c/s1600-h/DSC01483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OmWP7_I/AAAAAAAABBA/o_bHtPMmU7c/s400/DSC01483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058823269412850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ee Zeng's attempt at a group shot. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OuyGPcI/AAAAAAAABA4/X0u9pN0nd5k/s1600-h/DSC01484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OuyGPcI/AAAAAAAABA4/X0u9pN0nd5k/s400/DSC01484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058825533701570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nigel tries.. and its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OZ1ACGI/AAAAAAAABAw/oZGTwsKV4A8/s1600-h/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OZ1ACGI/AAAAAAAABAw/oZGTwsKV4A8/s400/DSC01486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058819908733026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nigel being the baby girl that he really is inside HAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OYA7I7I/AAAAAAAABAo/blARGNbvQAg/s1600-h/DSC01488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg19OYA7I7I/AAAAAAAABAo/blARGNbvQAg/s400/DSC01488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058819421873074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nigel and Yisong's gay watches. Blue &gt; yisong. Purple &gt; Nigel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18t8LVAMI/AAAAAAAABAg/3Uwc1bKCb30/s1600-h/DSC01489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18t8LVAMI/AAAAAAAABAg/3Uwc1bKCb30/s400/DSC01489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058262193504450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;added with GM's white. haha EZ didnt buy. coz his mum bought for him a watch alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18tjZAsKI/AAAAAAAABAY/28IgbbQKuqU/s1600-h/DSC01491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18tjZAsKI/AAAAAAAABAY/28IgbbQKuqU/s400/DSC01491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058255540007074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus to St Andrew cath.. my black one velli nice!! thanks sis (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18tadgv5I/AAAAAAAABAQ/dwzX0-Tqoc4/s1600-h/DSC01494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18tadgv5I/AAAAAAAABAQ/dwzX0-Tqoc4/s400/DSC01494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058253142966162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ITE boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18tbZ5R8I/AAAAAAAABAI/nt8axm4vwCo/s1600-h/DSC01495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18tbZ5R8I/AAAAAAAABAI/nt8axm4vwCo/s400/DSC01495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058253396232130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea my ITE uniform. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18tHEjJzI/AAAAAAAABAA/X7NsFumDcTA/s1600-h/DSC01496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg18tHEjJzI/AAAAAAAABAA/X7NsFumDcTA/s400/DSC01496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058247937992498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for band tmrw. SHIT. its so late and tmrw i'm gonna wake up at 5.30 again.. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time, PWXN. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1245955032820383844?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1245955032820383844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1245955032820383844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1245955032820383844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1245955032820383844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-best-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sg1936NvXOI/AAAAAAAABBo/km69y0amNT0/s72-c/DSC01478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-8249135320072175916</id><published>2009-05-12T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:33:15.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well, Happy birthday, Chiaw Min!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD sorry i'm gonna give u ur gift late this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, i'm just gonna thank all the ppl who wished me happy bday in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG THANK YOU TO:&lt;/span&gt; (no special order ah haha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSLINA,&lt;br /&gt;Ee Zeng,&lt;br /&gt;Sherlynn,&lt;br /&gt;Boon Yee,&lt;br /&gt;Faizah,&lt;br /&gt;Nigel,&lt;br /&gt;Ethel,&lt;br /&gt;Guan Ming,&lt;br /&gt;Sis,&lt;br /&gt;Verniecia,&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine,&lt;br /&gt;YiSong,&lt;br /&gt;Chiaw Min,&lt;br /&gt;Joyce,&lt;br /&gt;Imma,&lt;br /&gt;Yong Xin,&lt;br /&gt;Cinthya,&lt;br /&gt;Erina.&lt;br /&gt;(hehe if i left you out, i'm sorry, tag me, and i'll add u in!! )&lt;br /&gt;ARIGATO GOSAIMASHTA!!! *bows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never received so many messages at 12am LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night mum made pizza YAY!! haha. after eating then she was like," eh, so this is ur birthday already ah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. ah well. expected. so after playing com till 11, decided to take a look at physics notes for the paper today. turned in at 11.30?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expected my phone to be flooded, so i left it on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD end up dozed off at arnd 11.45am.. so yeah, people, i'm sorry i didn't see your messages on time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up suddenly with no reason at 2.04am, and thought it was 5am le. LOL. so i checked my phone, and saw "9 new messages".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ee zeng says he's walking arnd school with my present and ppl are staring. O_O i'm scared. dun tell me another GYM BALL?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8249135320072175916?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8249135320072175916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8249135320072175916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8249135320072175916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8249135320072175916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-well-well-happy-birthday-chiaw-min.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-932145212243712208</id><published>2009-05-09T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:26:50.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHECK THIS OUT!!! I find it damn amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done, african kid. (HAZZAN!!!!)   xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(- Sanzo -) Some Things That Make Me Unable To Sleep ) says:&lt;br /&gt;see this poem written by an african kid&lt;br /&gt;(- Sanzo -) Some Things That Make Me Unable To Sleep ) says:&lt;br /&gt;When I born, I black&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up, I black&lt;br /&gt;When I go in Sun, I black&lt;br /&gt;When I scared, I black&lt;br /&gt;When I sick, I black&lt;br /&gt;And when I die, I still black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you white fellow&lt;br /&gt;When you born, you pink&lt;br /&gt;When you grow up, you white&lt;br /&gt;When you go in sun, you red&lt;br /&gt;When you cold, you blue&lt;br /&gt;When you scared, you yellow&lt;br /&gt;When you sick, you green&lt;br /&gt;And when you die, you gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you calling me colored?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-932145212243712208?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/932145212243712208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=932145212243712208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/932145212243712208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/932145212243712208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-this-out-i-find-it-damn-amusing.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4494350203466448122</id><published>2009-05-09T20:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:39:24.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS FUNNNN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. so yeah. this morning woke up at 9.50 coz of my bro's noisy TV. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so had breakfast.. then watched anime on com xD. was surprised didnt need to go temple this year ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. coz we discussed going out today with all the others, me and nigel were discussing on where to go today. so we decided to go to ECP to cycle. meet at PP at 2. HAHA. then i left my house at 2!!! GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took MRT to paya lebar MRT, then took 43 to parkway.. met them at macs the playground LOL. they were playing the playground!!! omfg such big children HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to ECP, me, Nigel, Guan Ming, Ee Zeng, and Yi Song. coz GM wanted to skate, i skate along ah. xD fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the 2 of us skate, the others cycle. LOL. travelled for damnnn long. syok man. so long never feel so free. and never skate such long distance. legs aching man. but lucky got ride. xD me and GM were like grabbing Nigel/Yisong's bikes to get a free ride. but dont dare to grab Ee Zeng's. later we die sia. he so chiong. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol GM was like dying, coz he damn tired. THE SLOPES WERE BLOODY FUN!! haha but ECP was damn crowded. zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor yisong. he got injured ALOT OF TIMES. halfway i decided to trade with him ah, he wear my skates and i ride his bike. but sadly he dont know how to skate. resulted in a fall while he was grabbing nigel's bike. then.. he switch with nigel. nigel skate ah. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;lol my mother toasted garlic bread, but due to the enticement of TV, she left it too long. So it got badly burnt. REALLY BLACK. Now my brother's running around the house shouting "Indian Bread!!!" -.- no offense to anyone out there. my bro's mad.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to the story.. then while yisong was cycling again, he kena knock down by some CB hit-and-run cyclist. basket sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he was like cut everywhere and bleeding like. like.. like. LIKE AN INJURED YISONG. yeah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. then went back to PP after returning the equipment.. the cashier guy was damn rude. mofo. then slacked at PP awhile before going home.. yeah that was my day. FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHOTOS!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4gFLA7NI/AAAAAAAAA_4/W0y4-qmgyrM/s1600-h/DSC01443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4gFLA7NI/AAAAAAAAA_4/W0y4-qmgyrM/s400/DSC01443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801826229742802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nigel, Me, GM and EZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4gKbLSUI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Y0rc0sZKGHA/s1600-h/DSC01444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4gKbLSUI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Y0rc0sZKGHA/s400/DSC01444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801827639707970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4f63-a1I/AAAAAAAAA_o/7HnYUO_23ic/s1600-h/DSC01445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4f63-a1I/AAAAAAAAA_o/7HnYUO_23ic/s400/DSC01445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801823465532242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;slap him pls. HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4Vpj33sI/AAAAAAAAA_g/RnlqiZqKz0o/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4Vpj33sI/AAAAAAAAA_g/RnlqiZqKz0o/s400/DSC01446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801647019122370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;resting for awhile.. and waiting for GM LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4Vg_kacI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/rR253-Pi_9c/s1600-h/DSC01447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4Vg_kacI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/rR253-Pi_9c/s400/DSC01447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801644719368642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4VSRn5hI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/LoGqZBadLZU/s1600-h/DSC01448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4VSRn5hI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/LoGqZBadLZU/s400/DSC01448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801640768562706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GM holding on to Nigel. damn looks like he digging that vegetarian ass. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4VMql_9I/AAAAAAAAA_I/DbiUB5ClWX0/s1600-h/DSC01449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4VMql_9I/AAAAAAAAA_I/DbiUB5ClWX0/s400/DSC01449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801639262683090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4VI4QmpI/AAAAAAAAA_A/UPVuMn0PzH8/s1600-h/DSC01451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4VI4QmpI/AAAAAAAAA_A/UPVuMn0PzH8/s400/DSC01451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801638246259346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me, Lau Da (Yi Song) and GM. haha we we were resting at the pavilion thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3_svTClI/AAAAAAAAA-4/AbLDPJSOoXE/s1600-h/DSC01452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3_svTClI/AAAAAAAAA-4/AbLDPJSOoXE/s400/DSC01452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801269915224658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my skates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3_TXz6RI/AAAAAAAAA-w/fgpTwToPhMw/s1600-h/DSC01453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3_TXz6RI/AAAAAAAAA-w/fgpTwToPhMw/s400/DSC01453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801263105829138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chewbacca / Blastoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV39-RVsDI/AAAAAAAAA-o/aDcDIovGXJo/s1600-h/DSC01454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV39-RVsDI/AAAAAAAAA-o/aDcDIovGXJo/s400/DSC01454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801240261668914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lau Da Hau Yong Gong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV39UOSlbI/AAAAAAAAA-g/MwiVXzuJIsk/s1600-h/DSC01456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV39UOSlbI/AAAAAAAAA-g/MwiVXzuJIsk/s400/DSC01456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801228974593458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV39Yhl8FI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/MTcy4mCd0OY/s1600-h/DSC01457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV39Yhl8FI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/MTcy4mCd0OY/s400/DSC01457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333801230129295442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GM's sexy ass. EWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3cFOfUdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/kjdyaq99168/s1600-h/DSC01458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3cFOfUdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/kjdyaq99168/s400/DSC01458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333800658013213138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3bp901xI/AAAAAAAAA-I/swbSqqKma4Y/s1600-h/DSC01459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3bp901xI/AAAAAAAAA-I/swbSqqKma4Y/s400/DSC01459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333800650695563026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3bS051mI/AAAAAAAAA-A/RPIhHr-NZ0E/s1600-h/DSC01460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3bS051mI/AAAAAAAAA-A/RPIhHr-NZ0E/s400/DSC01460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333800644484126306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This shots and those below were taken YESTERDAY at GM's billiards room ah. overdue pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3bJNtPKI/AAAAAAAAA94/WqZqCbnc9d8/s1600-h/DSC01461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3bJNtPKI/AAAAAAAAA94/WqZqCbnc9d8/s400/DSC01461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333800641903803554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3a_ntDSI/AAAAAAAAA9w/i6md-C28Xeo/s1600-h/DSC01462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV3a_ntDSI/AAAAAAAAA9w/i6md-C28Xeo/s400/DSC01462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333800639328488738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;act fierce HAHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4494350203466448122?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4494350203466448122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4494350203466448122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4494350203466448122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4494350203466448122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-funnnn-hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgV4gFLA7NI/AAAAAAAAA_4/W0y4-qmgyrM/s72-c/DSC01443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-4841227124472910419</id><published>2009-05-08T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:46:55.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pheeww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired sia. hmmm.. me and me friends agree.. tho exams started a week ago, it feels like it already ended. or rather, it didn't ever start at all in our hearts xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like.. every day, we'll just go GM's house to study, but end up playing basketball and slack off.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. bad boy, Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously feel damn slack sio. this mid year.. like, if i dont know how to answer qstns for math, i'll just leave it blank. And thinking about it, it scares me lo. coz i dont even care!! omg. how can sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. A-math.. a confirmed F9.&lt;br /&gt;E-math today was.. haha okay la. no more talking. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually since ytd didnt study for emath at all, was quite worried ah, coz i forgot most of the stuff. so after using com till 11pm last night, shut down com then sat on bed and try to study. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up just playing guitar. flipped thru the books abit.. then couldnt take it and went to sleep =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5, then got ready for school.. took 10 to school, as usual. But today weird sia. usually 10 is a double decker ah. then dunno why today single decker. and due to the vast amount of passengers, it was a squeeeeze man. Thank God i got on earlier at the interchange, so that i got seat and can study haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing that since monday.. studying on the 45min bus ride to school. but then for the past 2 days dno why study on the bus that time head damnnnn frigging pain. must be coz of the lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. my sis told me just now. she read somewhere ah: Each human needs at least 8 hours of sleep. If you sleep just short of one hour, twenty-four hours are needed to replenish that one hour of sleep lost. DAMNN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. back to my life xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so head was pain.. studied a bit more, then stuffed the books in my bag and slept. syok man. lucky never overshot school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had emath paper.. haha wasnt that bad la. but still got leave qstns blank zz. but at least better than amath HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after paper Mr Tan gave back our chem papers.. xD Nigel scored 46/50.. then he was like "yay yay yay!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my paper came.. xD 47/50!!!! HAHA!! Nigel was like "bastard!" xPPPPPPPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we met up with GM and YS, then went to COE room to see if got DnT.. opened the door stupidly, to see Mr Vincent Tan and some other teachers in a meeting!! ZOMG. so we hauled ass outta there man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked HOD room, ms tan wasnt there too. so we went to eat brunch, then went to GM's house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played basketball, then were damn tired coz of the bloody hot sun. can die sia. so we cooled off, awhile, changed, then went to play billiards HAHAHA. ended up playing some weird version of puck ball xDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 4.00pm.. called my sis to check ah. coz me, Nigel and Gm were going to meet up with my sis and go to bugis to shop for a mothers' day gift.. sent YS off at the bus stop, then took 197 to bugis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so we ate at macs, then GM went off to meet his sis to buy mothers' day gift. LOL. wtf. so left me, nigel and my sis. OH YEAH we saw Ms Erma and Ms Low (Liu lao shi) at Bugis junction Ya Kun LOL. is Ya Kun halal? hmmmm...   xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea. walked arnd Bugis street. gosh it was crowded, as usual. and noisy. xD and got some sickos ripped off the top of some mannequin, revealing her/it's ________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. but in the end mission was accomplished, and we bought the gifts hehehe. then my sis wanted to go to beach road to buy something ah.. so we took a bus there.. two stops away. end up all the shops closed at 7 wth -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz we were bored, decided to walk to suntec for fun -.- then Nigel suggested walking by the expressway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN man that part. it was dark.. then we were like walking in some stupid tall grass field with creepy deep drains here and there. and no path. and yea.. can feel "them" all around ah. then we really wanted to get out of the grass, but that meant we would be walking ON the expressway. which would definitely result in *our centre of gravity being disettled by a oncoming vehicle with HIGH VELOCITY, which would result in our kinetic energy shooting up, then coming to a rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked on in the creepy mini forest. damn man. then reached the other side le.. where we needed to cross one expressway road to get to suntec. so we waited at the road shoulder for the endless stream of vehicles to pass.. then after waiting for ages we finally crossed that road. and far away from that.. mini forest xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to suntec.. PHEW CIVILISATION!!! xD and air-con omg today was such a humid day. then ended up playing arcade HAHAHA. played the guitar game, then played drum game too. MUCH CHEAPER THAN MARINA ONE SIA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 9 plus went home LOL. took 10. gosh. long journey. so watched Night at the Museum on my sis' laptop. damn. dunno where she get all those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHOTOS!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRsbVmK1I/AAAAAAAAA9o/S4gmVeudShI/s1600-h/DSC01423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRsbVmK1I/AAAAAAAAA9o/S4gmVeudShI/s400/DSC01423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333477682407942994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no idea what he was doing lol. HAHA we're slacking after playing billiards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRr6clh6I/AAAAAAAAA9g/QfJcvMSSWWQ/s1600-h/DSC01427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRr6clh6I/AAAAAAAAA9g/QfJcvMSSWWQ/s400/DSC01427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333477673578891170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRru4oHvI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/BDOAkq83kYM/s1600-h/DSC01430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRru4oHvI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/BDOAkq83kYM/s400/DSC01430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333477670475276018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ZHEN HUIIIIIII@@@@@@@@@@@@@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRTvvs7kI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/yT4mJUzNFmk/s1600-h/DSC01431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRTvvs7kI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/yT4mJUzNFmk/s400/DSC01431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333477258389417538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DONT KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRTXN6GzI/AAAAAAAAA9I/do00_t8LOKw/s1600-h/DSC01439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRTXN6GzI/AAAAAAAAA9I/do00_t8LOKw/s400/DSC01439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333477251805223730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see what we look like without glasses? gosh i look velli velli old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRTeQgGoI/AAAAAAAAA9A/FRSFIeSiqAc/s1600-h/DSC01440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRTeQgGoI/AAAAAAAAA9A/FRSFIeSiqAc/s400/DSC01440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333477253695150722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea. shitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRTFNhrMI/AAAAAAAAA84/qclWSjEhok0/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRTFNhrMI/AAAAAAAAA84/qclWSjEhok0/s400/DSC01441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333477246971784386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lau da dying. xDD but lucky the moon hears his lemons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRS7Ap5dI/AAAAAAAAA8w/ElmwkmGbwfM/s1600-h/DSC01442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRS7Ap5dI/AAAAAAAAA8w/ElmwkmGbwfM/s400/DSC01442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333477244233442770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gays. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally a proper update after so long.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking uh.. where would i go? JC or poly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard decision man. people say those with a career in mind go to poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a career in mind.. unless u count playing the trombone haha. but i dont think i qualify yet la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I VELLI VELLI SCARED OF JCCCC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life seems so sad there man!! really. no offence to any1 out there man. but i really very scared of JC life. just TK alone makes me super sad liao. if go JC.. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more the old TK sians who came back from TJC to advertise said the workload increase ALOT. OMG!!! so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine that.. no freedom.. whole day studying.. alot of pressure.. a very TK-ish environment OMG &gt;&lt; studying and studying and studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can die one!! siala. but then.. my parents wun let me go poly de la. coz.. xD poly need alot of money. JC got edusave and stuff. and got bursaries. and got student bus fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if go poly pay adult bus fare sia. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TO CHOOSE?!!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-4841227124472910419?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4841227124472910419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4841227124472910419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4841227124472910419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4841227124472910419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/pheeww-so-tired-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SgRRsbVmK1I/AAAAAAAAA9o/S4gmVeudShI/s72-c/DSC01423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-5456260258193544517</id><published>2009-05-04T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:38:56.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yoozz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe i added archives to my blog, finally. take a look at my old posts, if u want xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.. i read them and find them amusing lolololl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. its late. gotta sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR MID YEARS TO ALL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5456260258193544517?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5456260258193544517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5456260258193544517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5456260258193544517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5456260258193544517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yoozz.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-2772541440153806092</id><published>2009-05-02T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:12:23.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG i feel so bloody accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i spent the morning in school, coz had chem lesson at 8am.. then at 10 studied outside the sch library the benches there with yisong, Nigel and GuanMing while waiting for chew Bacca..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after studying for 1 hour? decided to play basketball -.- expected. so yeah.. played basketball, then slacked in canteen until chew bacca came out.. yisong went off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at the prata shop, then went to GM's house to study in that awesome game room of his hehehe. studied a while, then took a nap on the table coz was just really tired.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night had somewhat a weird nightmare uh. not exactly nightmare. just some creepy feeling that i used to have in philippines xD. which.. makes me cannot sleep. but then after that walked around my room then went back to sleep haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the nap was extra energised.. then really study like hell without stopping xD unlike Nigel Ee Zeng and Guan Ming. they kept going to the toilet.. go buy food and drinks.. and stuff uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. IM SO HAPPY MAN. After 1.5years of studying physics, I FINALLY UNDERSTAND WHAT A CRITICAL ANGLE IS HAHAHAAHAHA. damn funny omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, i really realise that everything Mrs Goh teach didnt register in my head AT ALL. yeah. thank god that i study this time. i freaking learn 1.5 years worth of physics in 2 days. GOOD JOB, KENNETH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 6+ decided to play pool -.- boring. hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then slacked around GM's condo.. xD played at the playground HAHA THEN SO LOSER THE SECURITY GUARD CHASED US AWAY. HAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 8+ met up with my sis at Parkway to look for mothers' day gift.. chatted with her alot. that crazy not-skinny THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;~I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; But she will not wait for me, anymore, anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;What if I fall, then where would I go, would she know? ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2772541440153806092?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2772541440153806092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2772541440153806092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2772541440153806092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2772541440153806092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-i-feel-so-bloody-accomplished.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-3708026488655898486</id><published>2009-05-01T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:46:15.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESSA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally started studying omg. haha today went to Parkway Parade to "study" with ee zeng nigel and Guan Ming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. let me blog about my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the morning and then parents dragged me to breakfast with them at the coffeeshop xD&lt;br /&gt;haha so long never eat out with them already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took bus 31 to parkway.. reached at 11.30? then met up with nigel and walked around PP for awhile.. lol went to that babi shop which scam my money xDDD JK la. then Ee Zeng arrived.. joined up with him then walked around some more, then went to the arcade HAHAHAHA. some study group indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played a while there ah, before really studying.. met Mark Jupet and Wee Hong there.. xD likely couple right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to Macs to study.. haha then shortly Guan Ming came.. had lunch there.. ACTUALLY.. never really study there haha. just merely copy info from physics book and slack. then.. some punani came up with the idea of going to GuanMing's house to play basketball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so being the dicks that we were.. went over to GM's house to play bball. HAHAHAHA. Nigel left at 4.30? then me Gm and EZ played a while more.. then went to study in one game room of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that room rocks man. really. its a small room with air con. xD got one mahjong table ah. and that's our "study table". i think its really good for studying. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home at 7++.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached interchange at 9? decided to walk home coz bus interchange damn crowded lols. decided to take a stroll thru Tampines 1.. saw the malay guy from 3J.. the one always with his GF xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walked home.. thoughts running in my mind hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.. i feel that walking really can be so.. "enriching"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~hehe. were you tired? coz you were running thru my head..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sfr89H6f2pI/AAAAAAAAA8o/qoKv9fJadp4/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sfr89H6f2pI/AAAAAAAAA8o/qoKv9fJadp4/s400/DSC01408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330851235973028498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sfr89IBnPOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/oJF5vm91DWY/s1600-h/DSC01409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sfr89IBnPOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/oJF5vm91DWY/s400/DSC01409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330851236002872546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn&lt;br /&gt;around,&lt;br /&gt;you're with him now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't figure it out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-3708026488655898486?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/3708026488655898486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=3708026488655898486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3708026488655898486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/3708026488655898486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yessa-ive-finally-started-studying-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Sfr89H6f2pI/AAAAAAAAA8o/qoKv9fJadp4/s72-c/DSC01408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-7965519364566290467</id><published>2009-04-29T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:31:15.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha tho it's gna get me in a bit of trouble.. i guess it's worth it.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Nigel and YiSong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. alot of things happened today. but apparently, at the moment, my mind is fully filled. teehee. ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7965519364566290467?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7965519364566290467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7965519364566290467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7965519364566290467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7965519364566290467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg_29.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-5047787004100799214</id><published>2009-04-28T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:41:36.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I can finally say that today was  GREEEAAAT day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. haha. it was a great start xDD then played basketball b4 assembly LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had double physics, then had double english, and geog lesson.  no comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had single math lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i realise that mrs hwang always comes into 4J with some pissed off expression and literally scolds the whole class when she first enters.. wonder why. It's like she's trying to scare us to behave well for the rest of the lesson LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had double amath, where 4J was shocked because mdm halilah came in and started to do CE HAHAHAHHAA. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then slacked off in double mother tongue.. sigh. tho i did all the work, somehow or rather my overall still fail O_O strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school played basketball in the rain LOL. didnt want to play.. but then the stupid peh peh keep asking.. so being the great guy that i am, i play lo. xDDDD HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly Mr Koh opened the window and started shouting at us LOL. nigel and yisong straight away run sia -.- leave me there. best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had SS lesson.. lols slept for half an hour, then woke up to the class' dismay because of the many flies that had infiltrated the classroom due to the heavy rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really alot of flies.. damn irritating -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for amath, then DnT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. doesnt seem much, but today was greeeaat! lols. this post is such an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5047787004100799214?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5047787004100799214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5047787004100799214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5047787004100799214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5047787004100799214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-i-can-finally-say-that-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-5394977384523122357</id><published>2009-04-27T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:51:26.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG. i just posted 4 new songs on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. they're VERY VERY nice songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so if u got the time, just take a listen ah.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5394977384523122357?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5394977384523122357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5394977384523122357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5394977384523122357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5394977384523122357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1871043423384281642</id><published>2009-04-26T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:43:13.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be doing hmwk right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amath.. DnT.. Chem.. E math..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. but still, i dont know why.. i'm only doing chem -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night ee zeng said something true ah.. We're definitely not ready for mid-years.. everyone's mindset is still not right yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even doing homework seems like such a bore -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. motivation is needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1871043423384281642?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1871043423384281642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1871043423384281642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1871043423384281642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1871043423384281642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-2106324809883559828</id><published>2009-04-25T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:52:58.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and nigel were supposed to meet up at paya lebar MRT station at 6.30AM today to do amath homework before the amath lesson today at 8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set my alarm last night to wake up at 5.. (wtf a saturday morning.. zzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically, i woke up at 6.30AM. xDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a JUMPSTART to the day, literally. checked my phone, and called nigel. haha he nvr pick up. and seeing as he didnt sms me, i concluded, that the vegetarian had also overslept. xDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, 5 mins later received a message from him: "Ps. Just woke up. Lol. I reach there abt 7?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. I KNEW IT!! xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i chionged to get ready, then chionged to the KFC at the MRT station.. reached there at 7.40 LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do some work, then left the benches at 8 -.- (amath class start at 8 -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, were late. but surprisingly mdm halilah didnt scold or anything. haha. think she was glad that we even bothered to come ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day (Mdm Halilah) : "KENNETH!! You have TWO BALLS! What more can i say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD she was referring to the two basketballs under my table laa -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after amath, played basketball awhile, before going for brunch with nigel, ee zeng and yisong at ITS A PRIME PRATA CORNER!! xDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took bus 10 to tampines.. haha went for a haircut, only yisong never cut.. then yisong went home early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD nigel look damn nerdy. I'm still afraid they'll catch me to go haircut.. stupid GML. babi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then slacked a while at my house.. then played basketball again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol but then the court was like fking full -.- and then the people were like... sigh. dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sian -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to get a drink, then come back to my house to slack again.. haha did a very no life thing. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Stardust!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool show la. i know its a bit gay. but i think the show is v nice.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. that was how i spent my saturday. SIGH. I MISS BAND..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;~I wish I could be, somebody else.. Wish I could see, you in myself.. Wish there was, something inside me, to keep you beside me..~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2106324809883559828?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2106324809883559828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2106324809883559828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2106324809883559828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2106324809883559828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/soo.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1637894368600430347</id><published>2009-04-24T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:16:16.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy Punani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so screwed for CHINESE ORAL!! yea, its not counted for O levels, but still.. SIGH. really screwed up. kinda funny though. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had NAPFA test in the morning.. probably that's the reason why my legs are aching -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had double mother tongue, where once again teacher didnt have enough time to do the oral training with me, nigel or yisong.. zzz which is why we went for oral completely unprepared and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess me, Nigel and yisong went up to find Ms Tan coz she asked us to go during recess.. but then nobody was inside -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started fooling around in the COE room LOL. such dicks. xD for live footage go see yisong's phone. HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during DnT.. little work was done, as usual. and once again.. the dreaded phrase was heard... "HE IS A BAD INFLUENCE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. i get the feeling that your reading my blog -.- so if ur doing on purpose, ah well. It's your ethics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had amaths.. DAMN. i realise that i havent been doing assignments again.. SIGH. 1 week left to mid-years, Kenneth. WAKE UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school.. me nigel and yisong went to PP for lunch.. and to search for something special. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chionged back to school where Nigel exploded in the staff toilet. xDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for chinese oral.. OMG. was damn bloody scared man. damn nervous. which is probably what caused the brain freeze during the oral.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the oral played basketball.. to relieve the oral blues.. yeah... wasted myself. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then halfway Mrs Goh came and lectured us -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. then went to videoworld again, then went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. i'm supposed to be doing amath homework coz tmrw got amath lesson. but then, i'm not -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again: Procrastination. You know it's wrong, but you just can't help it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1637894368600430347?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1637894368600430347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1637894368600430347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1637894368600430347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1637894368600430347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-punani.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-7221940519743005975</id><published>2009-04-22T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:57:22.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayyy.. so i havent been updating for LOOONG time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i've been doing 2 things.. either staying in videoworld to chillout with chewman, peh peh and lau da, or i've been out to play basketball. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. a new advancement. i've been doing HOMEWORK in videoworld!! .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy crap. tmrw got DnT. Ms tan's gonna scream.. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. today during PE had to run the 2.4km for NAPFA.. actually quite enthu.. but then first round realised that the side gate was locked.. then lau da opened it.. but by then no mood to run liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD so i just slack, walk with samsul boy and talk. LOL. then surprisingly Mr Rizal let us play basketball sia!! omfg. unexpected. so me and peh peh just shoot shoot.. then debrief thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for amath.. haha. not bad uh. I PASSED MY DIFFERENTIATION TEST!! yessa -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess played more basketball!! expected -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for chem.. haha. helped hafiz out uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had math, where mrs hwang was quite pissed due to the slackerness of 4J. LOL. sad case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double english was zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last 2 periods was assembly, where some super comical england guy came to talk to us abt reading.. haha. thought it was gna be boring, but he was really a good speaker and stuff.. haha. he's quite funny, i think. LOL. and yea, i find some of his stories quite cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch played basketball again. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 4J to find the class empty except for the 7 "girls".. xD JK la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do the english worksheet at all, just played. HAHA. vandalised the whiteboard -.- and got some stupid campus superstar -.- but of course i didnt do. craazzaayye 'girls' in my class. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to videoworld to chill awhile, then me, nigel went to wilmar's house to play bball.. haha yisong couldnt join us.. parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EZ couldnt join us coz he had chem class.. NOOB!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah... took 31, then change bus to 12.. BASKETBALL ROCKS!!! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Photos from saturday and today..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Se8h8SBkWwI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Uc_S1QuS9Kw/s1600-h/DSC01391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Se8h8SBkWwI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Uc_S1QuS9Kw/s400/DSC01391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327514203716868866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the CONDEMNED instruments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Se8h8GbdFOI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/5IHvPZxfku8/s1600-h/DSC01392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Se8h8GbdFOI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/5IHvPZxfku8/s400/DSC01392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327514200604218594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the CONDEMNED. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Se8h68dGeTI/AAAAAAAAA8I/SM8WNEnUY2k/s1600-h/DSC01395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Se8h68dGeTI/AAAAAAAAA8I/SM8WNEnUY2k/s400/DSC01395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327514180746901810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the bleach addict -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7221940519743005975?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7221940519743005975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7221940519743005975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7221940519743005975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7221940519743005975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/okayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/Se8h8SBkWwI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Uc_S1QuS9Kw/s72-c/DSC01391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-5105538647943503287</id><published>2009-04-17T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:27:13.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SPORTS DAY!! and last skating lesson.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOO... the sickness is getting worse, coz i'm absolutely not resting, and doing the exact opposite by playing basketball during every free time i have -.- what a naughty boy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it sucks man. just now i was on the bus home, then i felt VERY VERY COLD. then suddenly i felt cold until i was nauseous. damn. it was really a very torturous feeling, freezing on the bus feeling like vomiting, and yet u cant do nothing abt it. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was MEGA FUN. yeah, especially after watching michael jordan play, on youtube last night. xD i know abit no life. but then i nothing to at home la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today sorta was inspired. xD but then of course cannot play like him la. HE IS GODLY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the last skating lesson today.. lols only 2 instructors came, ilham and Guoren.  revised some stuff, and just skated around ah. then said our goodbyes.. ZZZ. so now CE lesson, nigel predicts we'll be doing amath. HOPE NOT SIA. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shot of me, ilham and nigel! (xD i look like dam pekcek. But i'm not la.. xD just dunno what expression to give, and felt quite sian..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeiOqHRZ59I/AAAAAAAAA8A/S8I-QTKp4iQ/s1600-h/DSC01390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeiOqHRZ59I/AAAAAAAAA8A/S8I-QTKp4iQ/s400/DSC01390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325663413523310546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had mother tongue, where we completed another chinese worksheet!! yay!! lol why the hell do the tchers call me a bad influence -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess, played basketball. xD as expected. was about to faint lo. coz i overtire myself. then some more i'm sick -.- thinking back, haha what an idiot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had DnT.. then suddenly at 11.40 ppl started leaving. LOL then i rmbed that we were released at 11.40 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back a while to finish up work, and wait for yisong.. then went down to the basketball court again and played... after playing a few matches then finally me, YS, nigel, Ee Zeng and yong xin left for bedok stadium..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 197 to bedok interchange.. lol cinthya came on the bus from PP with her friends.. LOL HER FRIEND AH BEST. come on the bus, 10 secs later shout "JIBAI!". -.- xD then nigel said "eh girl wearing school uniform leh." haha but dun think she heard la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drew money upon reaching the interchange, then went for lunch at KFC.. HAHA MY MUM WOULD KILL ME FOR EATING KFC WHEN I'M SICK!!! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after eating lunch took 222 to bedok stadium.. since EZ was wearing his class tee, he managed to evade capture and sat with me and YS in Einstein.. then Peh Peh got caught xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find that.. Einstein ppl.. are very.. uncooperative. yeah. that's why i find the leaders very poor thing. they keep trying to prod the house on, but then Einstein House just dau... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then.. haha. nvm. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Da Vinci pawning other houses, as usual.. haha. was quite.. sian. then after everything, at 6, when Mr Tng said clean up the place, everyone just got up and left.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite stupid, really. So i started by picking up all the litter around me, then EZ, YS, haoze, terence, dylan joined me uh. then Peh Peh suddenly came, saw us and helped out too.. he found one garbage bag LOL. so yeah.. then every one was like leaving, and not many ppl care to help us tho they saw us -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course there were the good people (mostly girls -.-) whom saw us then helped pick up the litter along their aisle.. but there were of course the idiots who just sat there and watched us pick. as in literally watch. bodohs. then best. earlier the House Leaders were shouting for us to pick up the litter, then i saw one House Leader walk over HIS LITTER. then i said,"wah what is this sia. house leader also never help pick up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His reply was "what i going down right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- so what? is that a good excuse? no wonder ________________. Like mr Siao said, everything hinges on leadership. so yeah. get what i mean? hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so after clearing the whole Einstein area, we felt we had done enough of getting our hands all wet, sticky and dirty then threw the garbage bag away.. SEE I'M SUCH A GOOD INFLUENCE, DAMMIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to wash our hands, then joined up with ethel and wilmar, then went over to a nearby basketball court to play!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN MANNNN. Michael Jordan makes ALOT OF sense when he speaks about basketball. GOSH HE ROCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan left first, followed by Ethel, then yong xin (his head was hurting like hell after a fall).. Was chatting with some random guys i met at the basketball court.. first time there xD and yea, they were neighbour hood school students.. SIGH. miss life in a neighbourhood school. But now.. after hearing what the guys were talking about.. felt quite sad for them uh. its like, when they talk abt school, i can feel their.. "despair and that they've given up".. it's like.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me explain what the convo was abt.. it was a sec 1 boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Hmm next Friday i got public caning.&lt;br /&gt;Me (shocked) : HUH why?! what did u do?!&lt;br /&gt;Boy: i scold vulgarities at teacher..&lt;br /&gt;Me: damn.. why'd u scold for?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: aiya.. always like that one.. teacher kaupei kaubu me for so long le.. some more 2 teachers gang together.. i just kaupei kaubu back lo..&lt;br /&gt;Me: SIGH. that one every school have la.. But u shouldnt have scolded back.. just tahan lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. it really set me thinking u know. It's like, i feel like the teachers in his case, really like give up on the students le.. such that they just see the bad side of the ppl there.. and just relentlessly hantam them.. (sounds familiar eh? xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this results in.. the student hating life and so on.. being labelled as "problem child", it then would snowball into more problems.. sigh. the society. what has it done? it hates problems, but then not knowing that the society, itself, created the problems in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS THE LOVE? xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 8.00PM went home.. yeah la.. was freezing in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. mum told me to excuse myself from band tomorrow coz she's worried. But!!! I must go la.. I wouldn't miss band for the world. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHAEL JORDAN PAWNS KOBE BRYANT, NO DOUBT. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5105538647943503287?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5105538647943503287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5105538647943503287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5105538647943503287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5105538647943503287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/sports-day-and-last-skating-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeiOqHRZ59I/AAAAAAAAA8A/S8I-QTKp4iQ/s72-c/DSC01390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-1414100378382245008</id><published>2009-04-16T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:54:05.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. felt weak today.. due to the stupid sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to go school, but then had to luh. haha. Coz today got band.. then yeah la. must go to open doors for them. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had english, where me and nigel did nothing, just sat on the bench outside 4J and talked about life-.- xD no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for physics.. felt quite tired, and my head was feeling faint.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess play basketball!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had math, where me and peh peh were sent out of class coz we never do the emath paper thingy.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for DnT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then chinese. LOL. forgot to bring the test paper thingy.. damn it. so lucky tcher let me bring tmrw instead. and then we did another test.. then tcher give us lollipop to eat. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school.. played basketball again.. then went to open doors for the band, before going for math lesson.. LOL sitting beside EZ for math class is funnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after band prac went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met jaclyn and wang min at the interchange, then took same bus as them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lame -.- this post is just a filler. hahaha. lame post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1414100378382245008?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1414100378382245008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1414100378382245008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1414100378382245008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1414100378382245008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1096771874101343290</id><published>2009-04-15T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:26:19.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holy crap. I hate being sick man.. my nose is like some asshole waterfall. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. today school was.. heehee. somehow or rather felt rather.. tyco. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. in the morning, was late for school LOL. but tyco, mr vincent tan nor mrs khairul were around O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mr roy soh was the one who did detention.. oh and nigel was late too. OH and one great thing abt mr roy soh: he doesnt call parents -.- just give detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. i still dont get this stupid call parents thingy. well, maybe for some ppl need lo. those ppl who still are the wilful type or whatever.. AND ANOTHER THING! i dont get this system lo. punish the ppl who come late until so suay.. but then those who pon sch got no prob.. wth man. its not as if we come late on purpose what.. -.- think everyone got so much time do detention sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.. then first lesson was geog.. hehe. i like geog. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had PE, where the new tcher Mr Lim took us for NAPFA training.. hehe. quite fun la. the tcher seems to be the very fun type.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had amath, which was okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to play basketball during recess, but due to the annoying rain, couldn't play. the rain was like fking heavy lo. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chem after recess, had a test. omg man. hafiz is gonna die. he every question write 2 lines only O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had double english!! xD slacktime, which is rather bad.. zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had assembly in the audi, where an alumnus came to talk to the sec 4s abt the economic recession.. sigh. people were really badly behaved uh. got ppl talking so loud.. i mean, alot of ppl slept too. but they slept until like damn obvious lo. like right in her face stil sleep. no wonder she was like quite pissed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didnt show it, but could tell from how she spoke that she was quite upset uh.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school.. had to do some QM stuff with jit xin.. xD went into the studio, not knowing that dance was inside. so yea. we were shocked to see so many ppl in leotards. and.. slightly frightened. HAHA jk la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had lunch, and went for the stupid english test.. xD i wrote 3 pages for the situational writing bodo. scary. but i still scared fail. ms lian's gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the test played basketball before detention.. xD then detention funny sia. so many ppl late, so there weren't much work to be done. so me and nigel were sent to the canteen to clear it. swept the place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to see mr roy soh.. xD he told us to help him sort out the soccer team's bibs.. and fold them. LOL. so being the gd boys we were, we did it lo... and then got our ezlink cards and went to slack with lauda in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked awhile, then went off to videoworld to slack even more while waiting for Chewman to finish his chem class.. haha. were joined by nadir ashraf asyraf shaz later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me nigel and yisong decided to walk arnd the area.. yea. strolled like damn far. xD coz i wanted to see how big chung cheng was. so yea. toured the place. and damn it, the houses in the area are fking nice man. richasses.. and the cars that drive in the area are sportscars that speed like no mother -.- so damn noisy with their stupid engines. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ee zeng called, so we walked back.. and watched chewman eat his food -.- then went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.. dunno if i should go sch tmrw not.. really feeling damn sick. during the talk in the audi just now i was like freezing lo. and my nose was waterfalling.. felt nauseous too.. zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, enjoyed the stroll around katong.. it was.. kinda refreshing. and tho like no life, its quite fun lo.. tho was quite afraid that i would bump into someone from CC i would not like to meet randomly.. zzzz pri sch times.. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tmrw got DnT.. omg man. things really changed. my interest in DnT left with Mr Tan Hee Lam.. miss him like MAD can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's the reason for my A1s in DnT last year lo.. its like, when he teach, i dun need to study also can score A1.. unlike now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i think of DnT like some idiotic subject. well, i think that the way a student feels towards a subject mainly has to do with the teacher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow or rather, Miss W. Tan seems to have a grudge against me lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to it le. ALOT of teachers seem to hate me. dont know what the fuck i do wrong.. but all of them seem to hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take last year for example. Samsul disturb me like hell in class, vandalise all over my notes.. poke me -.- and keep whacking me.. No teacher catches him. and i just have to poke him JUST ONCE. and the teacher throws me out of class. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since i joined TK.. dunno why. teachers MUST  have  had a feud with me in their past lives lo. MUST BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really dont know what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, last week DnT, me and nigel brought 100plus up to class.. as we were shifting tables, shazani go take the 100 plus and wanna drink ah. Miss Seah saw, then confiscate -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHICH IS ANOTHER ISSUE I WANNA RANT ABOUT. i dont understand this. what right do they have to confiscate our stuff?! did they pay for it in anyway?! NO! so what gives them the right to take our stuff away against our will? ISNT THAT EQUIVALENT TO BULLYING?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and the handphone confiscation, which is rather popular in schools. what if a student's family member was dying, and wanted to see the student for ONE LAST TIME. but apparently, the handphone is confiscated -.- CAN THE SCHOOL ANSWER FOR THAT LOSS? or when a student is outside, and the phone is stil with the tcher. and suddenly he's dying due to some heart attack or whatever. no one's around to help him, and he's got no phone to call for help. Let's say he dies. can the teacher then, compensate the family of the boy for his death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;think about it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. back to the story. so yeah. miss seah confiscated our drinks !@#$%^*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like the whole class was talking uh. damn noisy le. then i just told nigel something. then Miss W. Tan suddenly look at me and scream at me for talking. -.- WAS I THE ONLY ONE TALKING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after 1 period half the class sleeping le.. but i was still listening to the lesson, tho i was quite pissed uh. then i told nigel something again. ONCE AGAIN, she scream at me -.- WTF RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoying la fk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired of teachers doing this over and over again. bloody hell. imagine what it's like la. a teacher goes up to your friends, right in front of you, and bad mouths you. "Eh i tell you, stay away from Kenneth. he's a bad influence! if this goes on u 2 will just titanic down all the way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. in front of me. whaaaaat a great show. Oh, and i'm sure that the teachers TAKE INTO CONCERN HOW STUDENTS FEEL. coz its definitely NOT HURTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. been hearing comments like that ever since i entered TK -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenneth. The notorious one. Never changed since Day 1!" - Mrs Chan-ho (sec 1 homec teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're Kenneth from 3J right? Do you know how notorious you are? If i know ur name, i know ur class, you're definitely VERY NOTORIOUS." - Mr Koh, last year after band -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kenneth, I've been hearing MANY bad comments from your teachers about you. you should brush up on your behaviour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one i looove it the most. "stay away from Kenneth. He's a bad influence." -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is, i have absolutely NO IDEA what majorly wrong thing i have EVER DONE in my life. have i ever killed ppl? no. ever stolen anything? no. ever made anyone pregnant? no -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever shouted back at a teacher? no. ever picked a fight with a teacher? no. ever fought with a classmate? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO WRONG, SIRS AND MA'AMS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks man. so many other ppl do more shit than i have ever done, and yet, these teachers choose to pick on me. IT'S NOT FUN AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why, given a choice, i'd rather not go school. Its quite depressing to hear all these comments ALL THE TIME, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the memories, not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1096771874101343290?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1096771874101343290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1096771874101343290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1096771874101343290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1096771874101343290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6907951351010814000</id><published>2009-04-11T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:29:30.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so i didn't post about yesterday?! omg. that one MUST POST sia. teehee ytd yong xin, nigel, ee zeng and yisong came over to my place to play basketball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i awoke at 8+ am coz my idiot of a brother came into my room and made some weird noises. damn it la. and there i was thinking that i could sleep in on a Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so woke up, and then the bugger was making noise abt going to macdonalds for breakfast. so i had to go wash up and stuff to go with them.. But anyway, was going to meet the people at 11am at tampines MRT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so had breakfast, and was dying lololol. damn full. yisong came first, so i went with him to take a look at the new mall, Tampines 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. bue tahan man. yisong wear until damn funny. he wore some siemens mobile jersey shirt, with UNIFORM PANTS. GG. anw.. Tampines 1 was rather nice.. but we never really explore. just walked abit coz nigel they all reaching le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so met up with the rest, and then went to macs to eat.. didnt eat coz was still full from breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after gorging their faces.. we went to the fourth floor of TM to play arcade -.- ah well. the kids need to destress after school.. xD i played too la. so we played basketball, played air hockey, and some shooting games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD yisong. ALPHA 12!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. after watching yisong launch rockets at some loser computer soldiers, we decided to join his gang coz he's just so scary and fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so YISONG IS OUR LAU DA AT THE MOMENT. PEOPLE WATCH OUT AH. later lau da launch his rockets at u!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to my place, with me and ee zeng flanking our new lau da. xD so nobody was home, and we chillaxed in my room. haha. i just installed rakion that morning, so i let them try it out, while nigel peh played guitar -.- and ee zeng fell asleep while playing pokemon on his phone. HAHAHA. retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later on we went off to the basketball court... played awhile, then got HEAVY RAIN -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. had to chiong into the shelter. waste alot of time there sia. and got this crazy guy at the void deck go strip into his shorts and take a bath in the heavy rain -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy around me age? yea. quite sad. at home no bath. HAHA. so u know what our lau da did? he went up to the guy and pulled his shorts off too. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA JOKING LAAA!!! HAHAHAHAHA. so slacked there, and did something damn lame. truth or dare -.- but after the first dare by our lau da, it became truth only -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after ages the rain lightened.. but was still raining. we decided to play in the rain HAHA. but then FUCK. it was a bloody pool. seriously. flooded. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so being the idiots that we were, we took off our shoes, socks, and played in the rain. HAHAHA LIKE WILD WILD WET SIA. but damn fun. HAHAHA. yisong kept getting pushed into the pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later on the place was dryer, and more ppl came.. we equipped ourselves again.. then ethel came! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came from her tuition in tampines.. and joined us. played a match with some other ppl.. then it started raining again. HAHA but we didnt stop playing. played in the rain again. play full court yo!! xD yong xin was pwned by some small kids XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that tiring match we went to buy drinks, then go home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. enjoyed myself like crazy. especially playing basketball in a semi pool. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCouyJ_jxI/AAAAAAAAA74/3d-oETZgwBQ/s1600-h/DSC01381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCouyJ_jxI/AAAAAAAAA74/3d-oETZgwBQ/s400/DSC01381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323440281243062034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LAU DA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCoqdbIBFI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ItJ1uw8LKdc/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCoqdbIBFI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ItJ1uw8LKdc/s400/DSC01382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323440206958298194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;peh peh the herbivore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCoqDP4DVI/AAAAAAAAA7o/mt8N1rrSyKI/s1600-h/DSC01383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCoqDP4DVI/AAAAAAAAA7o/mt8N1rrSyKI/s400/DSC01383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323440199931792722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lau da so sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCop0qovPI/AAAAAAAAA7g/7ahBco5ELxs/s1600-h/DSC01385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCop0qovPI/AAAAAAAAA7g/7ahBco5ELxs/s400/DSC01385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323440196017503474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the chew-bai. xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wake up early for a physics test.. lol. didnt study at all for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met haziq while walking to sch from the bus stop, and took a look at his notes for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were late for the test coz i went to open the doors for the band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wow the test for comb. science had not started -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were given some paper to revise abit? -.- and the test started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD i randomly put answers and then went to sleep.. sigh. hopeless kenneth. zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then damien summoned me to open perc store. haha finally mdm shaherah let me go and i chionged up.. then open the field.. and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sec 4s had nothing to do the whole day man.. omg. then SLs, majors and QMs need not go for flag day coz of band.. so we stayed in school, taught sectionals when needed, and then nothing else. can die sia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea.. that was my day. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCop6DXrDI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Az2CDxOrwqM/s1600-h/DSC01386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCop6DXrDI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Az2CDxOrwqM/s400/DSC01386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323440197463419954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the result of boredom. hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6907951351010814000?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6907951351010814000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6907951351010814000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6907951351010814000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6907951351010814000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-so-i-didnt-post-about-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SeCouyJ_jxI/AAAAAAAAA74/3d-oETZgwBQ/s72-c/DSC01381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-1562181913393482190</id><published>2009-04-08T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:48:47.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THERE'S A PLACE OFF OCEAN AVENUE, WHERE I USED TO SIT AND TALK WITH YOU~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. Imma was right. As a sec 4, life after SYF is DAMN EMPTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg. there's like no purpose in life now. HAHA. and got so many teacher's keep saying to me:"SYF over liao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA SO?! omfg. like i keep saying. For me, Band NEVER ends. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ah well. it's true that i have to start studying. And now there's still the issue of whether Sec 4s can go to WMC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. see? i finally got time for a proper blog post -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today.. heh. nothing much happened lo. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE?! LIFE'S SO EMPTY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except that i played basketball during recess -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSA I CAN PLAY AGAIN!! no more fear of injuring myself b4 SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now... i'm looking forward to FRIDAY. FINALLY A DAY OFF FROM SCHOOL. damn syok bodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw just now had DnT consultation, where i finally came up with one lame idea -.- while yisong played pokemon on his phone -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after DnT me and him went to find the chewman.. LOL he was having his geog test and still could answer yisong's calls. HAHAHA. dickybird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after his test he had chem -.- so me and kosong boy waited for him at videoworld after eating prata.. crapped around and chatted there awhile before ashraf Sap came and joined us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha showed him a few funny videos on my phone, then EeZeng came, followed by Nadir Taha and one small sec 2 dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD Nadir was being an asshole to erina and boon yee. But it sorta was funny. Offensive to them, though. xD tho erina wasn't affected. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home with Chewman while yisong travelled home to toapayoh.. xD second time this happened: EZ play pokemon on his phone on the bus till he fall asleep HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOSERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. ain't got nothing more to blog about haha. see la. empty life -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1562181913393482190?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1562181913393482190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1562181913393482190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1562181913393482190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1562181913393482190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-place-off-ocean-avenue-where-i.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-8278575830787752635</id><published>2009-04-06T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:35:20.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;GOLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not disappointed, and nobody can say that I am. Because, I am very very proud of the results, and I believe that we have done well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I have nothing much to say about SYF now haha. ZZZ omg its over.. damn. How I wish it could last longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last year in TK Band ends today. Damn. That was what i was thinking, as i played Overture No. 2 in the hall after lunchtime. That was what i was thinking, as tears welled up in my eyes. OKAY I KNOW THIS SOUNDS GAY. But this is my blog, so heck. and yeah.. locking up the studio was quite.. emotional too. xD okay lame. sorry ah ppl love their job right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. okay lame. so nobody noticed YAY. then.. yea la. playing overture no. 2 was really damn emotional. then went for sectional lunch, where i received gifts!! HAHA thanks hong wan for the shitstick. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a few more run throughs, then went to SCH.. haha damn. Felt.. Confident? heh. yes. i knew we would do well. tho the stupid jaclyn was like putting doubt into me. that stickwoman. but ah well. I was confident that TK band would do well! and my confidence is something that cannot be brought down by sticks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. MR KEITH KOE CAME CAN. xD and the section got owned coz nobody except me brought their reflections. YAY FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went into the tuning room, where jaclyn was like "omg u all really improve like hell! u all sound damn controlled. good job good job!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went off... omg. our judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. felt like another concert. xD then we were off!! heehee. Mr Neo almost made me laugh HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'll say it again. we played very well. and i believe that nobody is to blame anybody just because we lack the honours. BECAUSE. Nobody did wrong. HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after playing was the break, where everyone was camwhoring -.- okay me too HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back in to wait for results, and listened to the other bands play..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaclyn was being an asshole HAHAHA. i cant say what she said here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after an eternity of waiting... "Band No. 110, Tanjong Katong Secondary School ; GOLD."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lololololol. during the results me, hong wan and jaclyn were like clenching our hands together heh. then we got gold.. lols. some ppl cried.. ah well. cant help it. it IS our last SYF together with TK Band... Hong wan was like damn emotional.. but he didnt cry haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from HW:"omg our band is damn unfeeling."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. TRUE TRUE. It's like, down there all the bands who got bronze or silver were like damn happy, all screaming and cheering. only TK got Gold in the PM session, and everyone was like stoning or emoing there. HAHAHA. damn funny. okay la not funny -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went back to school.. haha i tried cheering ppl up by showing them the stupid crazy video. haha ah well. at least it DID cheer them up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then did the debrief.. with the occasional dancers staring down, and ping pong balls flying down on us. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleared the perc and chairs from the hall, locked up, then went for sectional dinner with tbones at Aston's. LOL. first time go there -.- okay i know i'm deprived -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took bus home with ethel and yong xin.. HAHA YONG XIN OWNED HIMSELF. he needed to shit btw. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSa2L7wLI/AAAAAAAAA7I/sdnDNEESjtc/s1600-h/DSC01373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSa2L7wLI/AAAAAAAAA7I/sdnDNEESjtc/s400/DSC01373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321586162123129010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ew. retards!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSaszd_qI/AAAAAAAAA7A/vvMP9PtjEK0/s1600-h/DSC01374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSaszd_qI/AAAAAAAAA7A/vvMP9PtjEK0/s400/DSC01374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321586159604596386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heh. I feel so.. PROFESSIONAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSavLLstI/AAAAAAAAA64/tA9OwDzXuh4/s1600-h/DSC01378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSavLLstI/AAAAAAAAA64/tA9OwDzXuh4/s400/DSC01378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321586160240931538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I FEEL SO TALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSaq3sUFI/AAAAAAAAA6w/nKk5UZ87f4E/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSaq3sUFI/AAAAAAAAA6w/nKk5UZ87f4E/s400/DSC01379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321586159085441106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL Ethel said i look like some father in this photo. xD MING WEI'S STANDARD SMILE HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSaAL8aTI/AAAAAAAAA6o/eLzzlFUPmN8/s1600-h/DSC01380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSaAL8aTI/AAAAAAAAA6o/eLzzlFUPmN8/s400/DSC01380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321586147627657522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chin Kiat extra!!! OMG I'M SO SHORT -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-8278575830787752635?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/8278575830787752635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=8278575830787752635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8278575830787752635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/8278575830787752635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/gold.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdoSa2L7wLI/AAAAAAAAA7I/sdnDNEESjtc/s72-c/DSC01373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-7722087590879144621</id><published>2009-04-05T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:40:26.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;BAAAAAAAAAAANZAAAAAAAAAAIIIII!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time. Has. Come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In. Nineteen. Hours. Our. Judgment. Will. Be. Sealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's give it our all, and not disappoint our friends, alumni, teachers, Mr Neo, and Mr Siao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the conductor, and express!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've worked so hard, just for that fourteen minutes on stage tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's give it our all, and achieve Indoor SYF 09 GOLD WITH HONOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not have any regrets, and do not hold back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the judges feel how much we really want that GOLD WITH HONOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's give it our all, and scream our balls off tomorrow when we return to TK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Band Number 110: Tanjong Katong Secondary School;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; GOLD, WITH HONOURS.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-7722087590879144621?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7722087590879144621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7722087590879144621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7722087590879144621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7722087590879144621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/baaaaaaaaaaanzaaaaaaaaaaiiiii-time.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1450180507655771367</id><published>2009-04-04T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:03:15.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gold With Honours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people are thinking that we cannot make it. I believe the opposite. TK band, let us go out there, and prove others wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have many people who believe we CAN get GWH. The sec 4s all do, along with MANY other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've worked so hard for four months. Let us put all our effort into this last sprint to the peak of our dreams for 2009. Well, maybe for the sec 4s. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine us getting Gold With Honours. We would be the first batch of TK Band-ers to EVER achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Assuming that there are other bands that have achieved this too,) We would be one of the very very rare bands in Singapore to ever achieve GWH in&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; both&lt;/span&gt; outdoor and indoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us run this last mile to our glory. Right now, what is really essential, is the emotion in the music. We need to express ourselves through the music we play. EVERYTHING we feel must be expressed through our music. Let the judges understand how much we want GWH. And let them "hear" and feel how much we have worked for this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Express.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1450180507655771367?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1450180507655771367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1450180507655771367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1450180507655771367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1450180507655771367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/gold-with-honours.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1472898016302820458</id><published>2009-04-03T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:56:41.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say this. Today all i felt was disappointment. I felt numb. I've given up. I've given up pushing. I've given up guiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own. I've had enough. Any more mistakes, it's yours, for your own, ON your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interpret things yourself. Read scores yourself. Hit the correct notes yourself. Come up with your own articulation by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of you depending on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how stressed I feel everytime I hear either of you play a mistake. We don't have much time left. And I'm hearing wrong notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried last year. One went off, and another one came. I had to re-teach everything. The moment you came back, i was so happy. I had so much hope in you. Despite telling myself again and again that you can be much better, you've proven me WRONG on so many occasions. Disappointment is very very hurting. Especially if your hopes were high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've be&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;en lost in thought everytime i scold either of you. Am i wronging either of you? Is your mistake that crucial that it would kill us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All i know is that each mistake a junior makes, is only because a senior did not teach well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've said it before. I want both of you to be perfect. Nobody is perfect, but they CAN be perfect in some areas. i want both of you, with your batchmates, to shine out from TK's generations of trombonists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:9;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;WANTS:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SYF 09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WMC top 10 places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2010 BDB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be the best senior to the juniors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do the best i can in everything i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be the best senior to the juniors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my ambition, and I believe that not many people share this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not an easy dream. It's been difficult. But i had hope. But hope.. is not infinite. People lose hope gradually when bad things occur too frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best. Now it's your turn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1472898016302820458?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1472898016302820458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1472898016302820458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1472898016302820458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1472898016302820458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/disappointment.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-5582144523714892098</id><published>2009-04-01T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:16:28.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The day I'll never forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdOE7sCAh5I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/91aMnXci5nE/s1600-h/post5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdOE7sCAh5I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/91aMnXci5nE/s400/post5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319741745821419410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us work towards a similar scene, except this time, we still have tears in our eyes, tears of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdOE78B1x0I/AAAAAAAAA6g/Xr8A-PgBRX8/s1600-h/KLWMBC018_JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdOE78B1x0I/AAAAAAAAA6g/Xr8A-PgBRX8/s400/KLWMBC018_JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319741750115682114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ANONEH PAKUKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5582144523714892098?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5582144523714892098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5582144523714892098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5582144523714892098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5582144523714892098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-ill-never-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SdOE7sCAh5I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/91aMnXci5nE/s72-c/post5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-5701404812960592417</id><published>2009-03-31T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:24:38.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Days. Can we make it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 DAYS. CAN WE MAKE IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely no idea.. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, the standard is fluctuating.. like one moment damn good, then the other ________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to keep improving, and not keep backtracking to look at mistakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People! Play together, get your notes correct, and watch the conductor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i tell my juniors, FEEL THE MUSIC. Don't just plaster your eyes to your scores. Once you get into the flow of the music, everything will flow out smoothly and nicely. AND WATCH THE CONDUCTOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MOST IMPORTANTLY: listen out for the basses!! omfg. can't emphasize this more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been working for 4 months already.. Let's not let our hard work go to waste!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ZZZ this may be my last competition with TK Band.. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness. i really want my last year to end with a blast. HAHA WHAT IRONY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;academics i still haven't caught up.. though i have been managing to keep awake in school hehe. hmm. The Chewman and me decided to chiong academics for Mid-year right after SYF is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPEFULLY we would get our desired results, which would most definitely spur us on. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON TK BAND, WE CAN DO IT! Remember, people are expecting us to perform miracles. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ANONEH PAKUKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5701404812960592417?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5701404812960592417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5701404812960592417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5701404812960592417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5701404812960592417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-days-can-we-make-it.html' title='5 Days. Can we make it?'/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-4602140427830717326</id><published>2009-03-27T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:17:43.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PHEE UUU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i still havent done my homework -.- as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination. We know it's wrong, but we just can't ___ing help it. just like me. xD i come home, with the intention of doing hmwk. i turn on the computer while waiting for the bath water, and then i just get hooked. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after the bath and having dinner, i proceed to using com... and then never do hmwk liao. sigh. and it doesnt help that i reach home at 9pm everyday -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. hehe just came back from playing basketball with ee zeng and kosong boy at the neighbourhood basketball court near my house... LOL. so long never go play in tampines, i forgot the standard liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's... wayyyyyy beyond TKSS standard. HAHAHA. seriously. damn pro. i really miss playing there sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GOT 2 PINOYS!!!! hehe felt like i was playing in philippines. =D OMG I MISS PHILIPPINES LIKE FK PLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... to end this... yisong's a retard. but he's a retard under alot of stress. And i know why. You all should know too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note... hehe band practice was better than the last! Keep improving, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine days.. Be magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"GO BACK TO PHILIPPINES LA YOU." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i'd really love to.&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/8034245403449721635-4602140427830717326?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/4602140427830717326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=4602140427830717326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4602140427830717326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/4602140427830717326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/phee-uuu.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6313722940484643103</id><published>2009-03-26T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:04:01.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. i think that TK clarinetists should take a look at yisong's blog. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6313722940484643103?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6313722940484643103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6313722940484643103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6313722940484643103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6313722940484643103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-6409953292976118555</id><published>2009-03-24T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:07:52.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG. i found this quiz from verniecia's blog, and i find it damn true. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the qstns were weird uh, sure.. very no link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the answers are like.. ASTOUNDING. heh. check it out yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6409953292976118555?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6409953292976118555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6409953292976118555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6409953292976118555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6409953292976118555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/omfg_24.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-2627730746637947711</id><published>2009-03-22T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:16:26.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG. I JUST FOUND THESE 2 VIDEOS. BY 2 PINOYS. AND THEY ARE FKING FUNNY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha they sorta remind me of nigahiga. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZTVYvFURcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mZTVYvFURcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zUNJvsr8k8g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zUNJvsr8k8g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA ENJOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i not surprised i havent done my homework? GG...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2627730746637947711?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2627730746637947711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2627730746637947711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2627730746637947711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2627730746637947711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/omfg_22.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-7632134553289859102</id><published>2009-03-20T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:04:04.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha so i haven't had the time to update my blog.. well, explainable. teehee. i've been out for band everyday of my holidays ever since last saturday. xD well, i just love band too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... band camp? haha. had fun!! xD. first night was nightwalk. at first everyone was apprehensive about it coz some ppl started seeing stuff, and ee zeng even went missing. but, fortunately, everything went smoothly, and ppl had fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second day, in the morning sec 4s had sectionals, and since some parts we had to practise with other sections to get it synchronised, i decided to combine with horns and euphos. &lt;s&gt; omfg after not using com for a few days, typing feels so retarded&lt;/s&gt; then slowly all the other sections joined in, and then shannon started to conduct us. LOL. we had combined right outside the EMAS room, 360-degrees around the conductor. And i'll proudly say, that we sounded bloody good. coz during that session, everyone was giving pointers and suggestions. And they were really effective, cause we really sounded like WOW. even shannon said it was really really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after lunch, sec 4s had to prepare the props for the wet games, and some people were filling the water bombs while EZ was trying to flood the field with uncle chng's hose. I helped him spray water, and then OM came -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid extra guy. come scold scold. then he confiscated the hose. ah well. then we realised that the ppl filling the water bombs had been filling the NCC Sea people's bags!! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nvm lor.. we found our own plastic bags stashed in the bag room, and started filling them. Robert also found a hose. haha dunno where. so preparations were executed.. and then the juniors came.. xD well maybe some ppl thought that it was a bit evil.. heeheehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my batch sec 1 that time ah more zzz lo. xDDD but damn fun. the sec 4s of 06 took toothpaste and ALOT of smelly tofu and smeared it all over us. and there was a plate of ketchup that ppl had to lick while rolling in the mud. and the ketchup had grass in it lo!! xD sigh.. good times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after wet games had practice till night.. sigh so irritating. so many people keep calling me out to open doors -.- one thing i get very very annoyed with. Can't you ppl just call me out once and then get ur stuff? i need practice too please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had patrol.. LOL mdm shahera was pawning all juniors. especially the girls.. so many of them switched dorms. got one sec 1 best. way after lights out, and just when we were in her dorm, she entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm S.: hey you, where were you? lights out was 11.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1 girl: uh.. i was visiting my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL big joke. still got the cheek to say that. the next day.. was practice and practice. heh. lunch was the best tho! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. had masterclass. it was the final session. AND WE FORGOT TO PREPARE A GIFT FOR MR KOE!!!! OMFG. feel damn bad can. coz we were in the middle of camp and did not think we would be having masterclass!! and then i took the sec 1s without joeann for sectionals.. lol bloody jokers. they kept laughing. especially that blur toot jiahao. "huh?" xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then break camp.. reached home at 10+pm. after taking a bath, i immediately went to sleep. (had to wake up at 4.50am the next day to reach school for QM duty.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shockingly, i awoke to a jumpstart when my handphone alarm read 5.40am. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumped up from bed, and took a bath, had a quick breakfast, then took a cab. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching school and meeting the chiang-man (andrew xDDD), i asked him why he brought his shoebag. LOL. then the fact crashed upon me that there was uniform check. I ABSOLUTELY FORGOT ABOUT IT WHEN I OVERSLEPT YTD MORNING. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so had the exchange.. haha. it was.. enjoyable. haha. met this bass trombonist from dunearn. he... seems to be good. haha. but tone-wise, i think TK's 3 bass tbonists pawn him. and he would die if he ever knew hong wan. he blasts his notes like hell. as in really BLAST. punani hair. hehe and he even said St Pats was no kick. lol... no comments there. he seems.. confident? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with the Crescent Girls ppl.. no comments here too. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was emoing during the uniform check.. sigh. then after that Mdm Shaherah had a violent debate with my batch.. i feel rather guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a long talk with mr siao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and chiang man went to clean the inst room, and uncovered a hell lot of treasures. REALLY TREASURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today.. went to school for the bassoon and trumpet masterclasses.. and to do homework -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ee zeng took out our inst when we came, and the homework plan was immediately aborted -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after chilling out, we went to clean the inst room again. hehehe. the two of us swept and mopped the place. SO BAND MEMBERS, PLEASE KEEP IT CLEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was rubbish everywhere -.- haha especially librarians and UMs ah! keep the 2nd tier clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 6.30 i went home with Chewman.. LOL. the moment i reached home, went for a haircut. ZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner, and i was supposed to be doing hmwk -.- and yet i'm blogging. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. my father's having a very very heated argument with my uncle over the phone. he's shouting. lol..............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's not that it's no longer TK Band, it's just that the members are different. We're still TK Band. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;I still think we're the best band in the land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not many bands can win BDB 5 times in a row. We did not lose last year you know, it's just the judging. Judging is very subjective. Last year, TK was second to perform. then there were five other bands to judge, before Deyi. It's like marking compo. you mark a good one, then you mark mark mark all the not-so-good ones, then comes along another band that stands out from the not so good ones. But it's not that good la, it's just standard one. of course u would give it very high marks. because the emotions are there at then. then after that u think back ah, u would think 'eh? how come i give that band so high marks?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so basically its we did not lose, its just the judging. and also its like running in a race. u just need to slip abit, and they catch up, and then their chest abit forward, touch the line, and they win. then too bad liao lor. It may be just 0.1 points or whatever, but it's still a loss."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Who do you think said this? hehe take a guess..  Work hard, TK Band. Many people are expecting us to perform wonders this year and the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ANONEH PAKUKE.&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/8034245403449721635-7632134553289859102?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/7632134553289859102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=7632134553289859102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7632134553289859102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/7632134553289859102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-so-i-havent-had-time-to-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-5080117171760296804</id><published>2009-03-15T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:43:57.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omfg. tmrw's band camp!! feels like so sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... time's been flying this term. its been three months, but it only feels like less than 1 O__O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been really fking busy recently.. thats why i cant even blog. cant even play basketball. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my bro is being an annoying fker coz the desktop is screwed up due to a virus, and he cant play his stupid grandchase. CB irritating game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need a break from my life. for the past two days, its been real weird. all i have to do is stay in one spot for 2 minutes, and i'll fall asleep on the spot. that's how exhausted i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. i cannot relax now. i still have my DnT work to do. WE STILL HAVE SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent dedicated any post to band for a long time.. but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Juniors,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you all come for band practice? I really think that some of you, no wait, MOST of you, are attending just for the sake of attending. Do you all really have a purpose? If not, please find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on like this will bring US nowhere. It's not just about you. It's everyone of us. All of you gossip and gossip, backstab ppl, and think that they're unreasonable. GROW UP. Get over your feeling of injustice, and move on. THINK about what made them scold you, if you have been scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. I've been hearing of dickheads telling Azk and BG what to do. THAT. IS. RIDICULOUS. Who do you people think you are? Like I've been saying before, you people need to know when to comment, and when to SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no right to complain whatsoever, so stop acting so spoilt. When i was sec 1, i know i received harsher treatments than all of you. So, JUST SHUT UP AND FOLLOW. Think you're pitiful? Compare yourself with how other UGs treat their juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. Basics. Many of you forgot what band we belong to already, I believe. What kind of drills have you all been showing? Think about it. Have you all actually been putting 110% in? I absolutely believe NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just drills, you know. Even music. Have you all actually been WANTING to improve? Or are you all just playing for the sake of playing? Please think this through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you have to get it into your heads that there ARE PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY WANT TO WIN. Do you? And I'm not just talking about SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not enough for just a few sections to be very good. ALL the sections must be good. And by that, i mean EVERY SINGLE MEMBER. Now, how would we achieve that if nobody is willing to put in effort to improve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we have sec 1s who are willing to come 45 minutes before band practice starts to play their instruments, Sec 2 and 3s, all of you should be ashamed of yourselves, seeing as most of you aren't that good yourselves. What would it be like for your juniors to overcome you? I wouldn't know, I've never experienced it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you, as you know yourselves, are really NOT GOOD. BUCK UP. PLEASE. We're going nowhere at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please think it through, and though I know this post wouldn't affect all of you, but at least a few would be, and i believe it takes just one to influence the rest. All the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-5080117171760296804?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/5080117171760296804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=5080117171760296804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5080117171760296804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/5080117171760296804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-2440177856977992351</id><published>2009-03-11T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:11:26.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehhe.. i'm supposed to be doing homework right now.. but ah heck. i'll just blog a short one. i think hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, just reached home.. stayed in school to lock up for masterclasses, and to do DnT. -.- i dont wanna talk abt what's going on academically, coz that'd screw my mood and make this post very long haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this cupboard full of photo albums.. and yes, from year back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was flipping and flipping.. hahaha. and i was like laughing xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn cute. the small children, tho even i was in there. damn adorable. and the expressions when candid were.. just priceless. xD its damn innocent and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. i miss the good, free times. where i had no worries, i could wear my favourite green jacket and jump up and down staircases..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where i could scream and shout in class with everyone joining in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where we could draw on each other's worksheets and laugh at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where there were no boundaries between genders.. (sound despo -.- lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where we could have all the fun in the world, and our parents let us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where i could come back from school, and play outside for 6 hours straight, running up and down the building..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where me and my neighbours would fold paper aeroplanes and throw them down from the 12th storey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where i could play basketball every day with my classmates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss being a primary school dickhead. being a dickhead was retarded, but it definitely brought out all the fun in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. life's... so.. lame -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i dont know what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss yonson and the guys.. sigh. life seemed so GREAT then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2440177856977992351?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2440177856977992351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2440177856977992351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2440177856977992351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2440177856977992351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/hehhe.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-2586732680500096548</id><published>2009-03-09T20:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:42:53.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh dear. I'm ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today school was killer for me. coz my nose was flowing the whole day and i had sorta like a fever.. felt like i was floating .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess its the medicine i took after recess ba.. causes drowsiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. here's a poster i found in school.. and i think its rather cool. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUJ1Fxv6WI/AAAAAAAAA4U/06HUJ3xT5Jc/s1600-h/DSC01360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUJ1Fxv6WI/AAAAAAAAA4U/06HUJ3xT5Jc/s400/DSC01360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311162143241922914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i wanted to post abt ytd haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YESTERDAY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ytd i went to church with mum sis and bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went straight to meet Ee zeng, Nigel, Wilmar and Ethel at the City Hall MRT before going for SAJC concert at VCH.. wasnt sure if yong xin was coming, due to some family matters that he has at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we met up, and went to have dinner at macs.. then after eating, we lost our way to VCH .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like following the bus guide thingy, then we decided to ask an indian security guard at one hotel.. Here's what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh, excuse me uncle, which way is to Victoria Concert Hall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: uh, where is Victoria concert hall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: OH, victoria ah? its over there..... (points in the opposite direction of where we came from.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we walked all the way back, and then remembered the way to VCH from city hall MRT. LOL. almost late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started running when nigel's friend told him that doors were closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there, and saw imma and a huge crowd at the entrance. LOL. apparently they closed the doors le O__O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. we went in after a while, and sat at the backseat. big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY AH. THIS PISSES ME OFF SOO MUCH LAST NIGHT. the concert ettiquette of some singaporeans seriously suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the concert.. they were like talking loudly, they ate food, then smacked the crumbs on the floor. and they were like talking and laughing out loud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such mofos. because of them, i didnt really enjoy the concert. even the conductor Mr David Glosz came out and scolded the audience for talking and shouting. which is totally wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the audience was really.. SIGH. ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the band is good.. i think its just the atmosphere which sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw yong xin joined us later in the concert.. he was sick. havent slept for 2 days, he said. he had a high fever and was like fainting thru out the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the concert, we all brought yong xin to have dinner b4 he went home.. went to some food court, where i thought he could have some noodles or something. end up he bought ice lemon tea. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to go to Cheers and buy a sandwich for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went home by train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i cant remember all the good stuff that happened ytd.. coz of my slight fever.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just post photos here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNz32H_TI/AAAAAAAAA5U/R4H0_Atngb8/s1600-h/DSC01344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNz32H_TI/AAAAAAAAA5U/R4H0_Atngb8/s400/DSC01344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311166520368823602" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;why do i think that wilmar looks like yong xin here?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNzvV7bDI/AAAAAAAAA5M/FGdGuHzERcQ/s1600-h/DSC01345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNzvV7bDI/AAAAAAAAA5M/FGdGuHzERcQ/s400/DSC01345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311166518086298674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;peh peh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNzG7WNAI/AAAAAAAAA5E/5W8UVQKy63A/s1600-h/DSC01347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNzG7WNAI/AAAAAAAAA5E/5W8UVQKy63A/s400/DSC01347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311166507237389314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNlZQUrtI/AAAAAAAAA48/w-1IXtHB2rg/s1600-h/DSC01348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNlZQUrtI/AAAAAAAAA48/w-1IXtHB2rg/s400/DSC01348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311166271639039698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ee zeng.. dressed like some matadoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNlJxUzVI/AAAAAAAAA40/p3BYY_IMk80/s1600-h/DSC01351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNlJxUzVI/AAAAAAAAA40/p3BYY_IMk80/s400/DSC01351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311166267482492242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nigel looks... HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNlMXd0AI/AAAAAAAAA4s/EcPmIu4UBsI/s1600-h/DSC01356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNlMXd0AI/AAAAAAAAA4s/EcPmIu4UBsI/s400/DSC01356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311166268179337218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SAJC band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNkgUg0aI/AAAAAAAAA4k/obWem9WxDpk/s1600-h/DSC01357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNkgUg0aI/AAAAAAAAA4k/obWem9WxDpk/s400/DSC01357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311166256355791266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xD we were trying to imitate faizah's expression when her "eye candy" smiled at her HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNkh0y9EI/AAAAAAAAA4c/G8TPrEeiBUU/s1600-h/DSC01358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUNkh0y9EI/AAAAAAAAA4c/G8TPrEeiBUU/s400/DSC01358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311166256759632962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the sick boy drinking lemon tea. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-2586732680500096548?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/2586732680500096548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=2586732680500096548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2586732680500096548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/2586732680500096548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FxKvWejqyk/SbUJ1Fxv6WI/AAAAAAAAA4U/06HUJ3xT5Jc/s72-c/DSC01360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034245403449721635.post-6106761402911157850</id><published>2009-03-07T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:22:14.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. last night slept quite late.. and this morning woke up at 6+am to go for band.. haha. surprisingly, at around 7.50 there was a downpour -.- therefore, i was drenched by the time i reached school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shannon was practising his flute while andrew was sleeping on the chair. xD woke him up by stuffing my wet umbrella up his _____. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then opened doors with him, and waited for other sec 4s to come.. had practice, then went for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee played basketball with batch guys, then robert ordered pizza for lunch. Sigh. so long never eat pizza le. hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the sec 2s and 3s and 1s came in.. xD all so black. As expected, attendance wasnt full? haha dunno la. but trombones attendance was... weak. but ah well. doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the late afternoon had games with sec 1s.. haha so called bonding stuff. ah well. at least the objective was fulfilled, to know their names. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog-and-bone.. sigh. used to play that game every saturday in primary school during wushu. xD good times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- i had a lot of things to blog abt, but the moment i open this window, my mind went blank O__O. ah well. toooo baad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW SAJC CONCERT!! woohoo~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. yong xin, i send my condolences..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-6106761402911157850?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/6106761402911157850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=6106761402911157850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6106761402911157850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/6106761402911157850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/whee-just-came-back-from-band.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</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-8034245403449721635.post-1007510579735621781</id><published>2009-03-05T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:52:24.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha btw.. added a new blog song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of me - Sum 41. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OooooooOooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard to say that I'm sorry, I'll make everything alright&lt;br /&gt;All these things that I've done now what have I become&lt;br /&gt;And where'd I go wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to hurt, just to put you first&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you lies (Im sorry)&lt;br /&gt;I will stand accused with my hand on my heart&lt;br /&gt;Im just trying to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry it's all that I can say&lt;br /&gt;You mean so much and I'd fix all that I've done&lt;br /&gt;If I could start again&lt;br /&gt;I'd throw it all away to the shadows of regrets&lt;br /&gt;And you would have the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can't take back all of the mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But I will try&lt;br /&gt;Although it's not easy, I know you believe me, 'cause I would not lie&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe thier lies, told through jealous eyes, they don't understand (Im sorry)&lt;br /&gt;I won't break your heart, I won't bring you down&lt;br /&gt;But I will have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry, it's all that I can say&lt;br /&gt;You mean so much and  I'd fix all that I've done&lt;br /&gt;If i could start again&lt;br /&gt;I'd throw it all away to the shadows of regrets&lt;br /&gt;And you would have the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry its all that I can say&lt;br /&gt;You mean so much and  I'd fix all that I've done&lt;br /&gt;If I could start again&lt;br /&gt;I'd throw it all away to the shadows of regrets&lt;br /&gt;And you would have the best of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8034245403449721635-1007510579735621781?l=kenned-z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/feeds/1007510579735621781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8034245403449721635&amp;postID=1007510579735621781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1007510579735621781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8034245403449721635/posts/default/1007510579735621781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenned-z.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-btw.html' title=''/><author><name>No More Sorrow..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12975863359814939409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
