<?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-4105401948201918952</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:54:12.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amora| aиecĐo†e</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5444634033942721408</id><published>2010-07-14T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T20:49:09.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>I'm movin' on....&lt;br /&gt;I need a fresh start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5444634033942721408?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5444634033942721408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5444634033942721408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5444634033942721408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5444634033942721408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-6545668631258789743</id><published>2010-06-08T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T02:10:21.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>回歸</title><content type='html'>軒豪回家了……&lt;br /&gt;我的日子又再次回到沒意義&lt;br /&gt;的時光。除了電腦，還是電腦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天啊！！真希望有什麼事會突然&lt;br /&gt;跑進我的生活，那我至少除了&lt;br /&gt;電腦，就不再是電腦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近好像很累很累。&lt;br /&gt;連做夢都好像不存在了。&lt;br /&gt;拜託！我超喜歡做夢的好不好！&lt;br /&gt;別剝奪我能夠回憶夢境的權利！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看著日曆，發現成績公佈的日子&lt;br /&gt;也慢慢地到來了。雖然我有不好&lt;br /&gt;的預感，可是管它的呢！我豁出去了。&lt;br /&gt;考不好也沒辦法啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;難道老師會為了我盡力了就給我&lt;br /&gt;高分嗎？好不可思議哦……&lt;br /&gt;當然除了白痴，才不會有人會相信這種&lt;br /&gt;事吧？老天保佑！我還真的很希望老師&lt;br /&gt;是個白痴。哈哈哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我再不找工作的話，我看我會喪失&lt;br /&gt;跟人說話的能力。舌頭可是很重的說，&lt;br /&gt;要抬起來說話變得越來越難。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總之呢……軒豪就像是大漠的即時雨。&lt;br /&gt;讓大漠有著生動的時候；當雨停了，&lt;br /&gt;大漠終究是大漠，又再回到那死氣沉沉的大漠。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-6545668631258789743?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/6545668631258789743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=6545668631258789743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6545668631258789743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6545668631258789743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_08.html' title='回歸'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2162550390928056415</id><published>2010-06-02T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:40:41.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>其實是我</title><content type='html'>我常看到戲裡的兄弟，有著無懈可擊的&lt;br /&gt;聯繫與糾結。看到這裡總會在想如果我也有&lt;br /&gt;能這樣的聯繫與糾結，那我會是其中一個&lt;br /&gt;最最幸福的兄弟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兩位主人翁兼兄弟，在對方有問題時總是有&lt;br /&gt;不少冷言冷語，但也透露出對彼此的關心與&lt;br /&gt;憐愛。為了對方著想而破口大罵；在重要關頭&lt;br /&gt;總是互相扶持。兄總會在重要的關頭作出&lt;br /&gt;正確的決定。弟總會相信著兄的選擇，因為他&lt;br /&gt;知道兄總會做到最全面的選擇。就算兄面對&lt;br /&gt;倍感壓力，但對於弟的信任也作出了正面&lt;br /&gt;的回應。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我至所以會羨慕著戲裡的兄弟情，可能皆&lt;br /&gt;因為我與哥並沒有如此的糾結。我總是覺得&lt;br /&gt;哥並沒有做到身為哥哥應有的責任。我知道&lt;br /&gt;這很難。在我有問題時，得到的總是諷刺&lt;br /&gt;多於訓導，讓我感到無比的厭惡。或許&lt;br /&gt;我們並沒有深厚的“交情”。這是真的……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我承認我們的感情不夠深厚。以前媽總說&lt;br /&gt;自己的兄弟都不團結，不就是給人家機會介入&lt;br /&gt;了嗎？說得對。對於哥的不滿，我看是難以&lt;br /&gt;消解的啦……所以至今我還是對哥有著一定&lt;br /&gt;地反彈，只要他一做出讓我覺得阻擾我前進&lt;br /&gt;的行為，我的不滿就一發不可收拾。他也就&lt;br /&gt;乖乖的讓我前進。也因為這樣所以我得不到&lt;br /&gt;我嚮往的“破口大罵”。因為每當兄長阻擾並&lt;br /&gt;對我做出關懷時，我已經將他推開。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為我潛意識裡覺得他不配也無能。正因為&lt;br /&gt;我哥沒給我作為兄長應有的典範，讓我覺得&lt;br /&gt;我有義務去執行它。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能問題不在於我哥……而是我自己。&lt;br /&gt;是我自己放不開，不能接納家人的愛與關懷。&lt;br /&gt;可能我總覺得他們不明白我，給我的到最後&lt;br /&gt;反而會毀了我。對於自己虧欠家裡的，讓我&lt;br /&gt;覺得我已經不能再讓他們對我有多餘的關懷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使我知道其實我才可能是個問題，我也杜絕&lt;br /&gt;改過的機會。造成的，已經不能回頭，這是我的&lt;br /&gt;命運，我應該繼續下去。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2162550390928056415?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2162550390928056415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2162550390928056415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2162550390928056415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2162550390928056415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='其實是我'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7379316452147167029</id><published>2010-05-31T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T10:04:19.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>有點無聊的假日</title><content type='html'>這個假日是有點無聊啦……&lt;br /&gt;可能比有點還多那麼一點點……&lt;br /&gt;真的！就這麼一點點……&lt;br /&gt;……沉默……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好啦！我招供了！這個假日是超級無聊的說。&lt;br /&gt;我每天得上網熬夜到三至四點才肯上床睡覺。&lt;br /&gt;聽起來好像有很多事做的說。&lt;br /&gt;其實也不是啦……至少遲睡讓我遲起。&lt;br /&gt;那我可以省略早餐。看！我其實很乖（怪）的，&lt;br /&gt;我在幫家裡省錢哦！然後白天所剩的時間也就比較&lt;br /&gt;少啦……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這種逃避的方式，還真的是有點駝鳥鑽洞。&lt;br /&gt;有什麼辦法呢？我媽問了她的朋友有沒有&lt;br /&gt;空位，讓我可以打假期短工，可是我都拒絕了。&lt;br /&gt;其實不是我懶惰，而是我不想到別的縣打工。&lt;br /&gt;總覺得放假嘛……應該不要離家太遠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我媽說，有什麼不好？我可以幫她看著外公外婆。&lt;br /&gt;原諒我，我做不到。搞不好他們會被我氣得呱呱叫&lt;br /&gt;呢！不是我頑皮，而是我叛逆。老是一副我是&lt;br /&gt;長輩的架勢要我屈服。如果我屈服了，那就是&lt;br /&gt;我氣得呱呱叫的時候了。可能我很不孝順吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我覺得嘛……不要老是“我是長輩”的語氣來跟我&lt;br /&gt;說話。說了我的意見又說我頂嘴，不說又講我&lt;br /&gt;沒禮貌，不理睬。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少現在我還有一些別的事可以做啊……&lt;br /&gt;我拿著我的吉他，有進步了的說！不要看衰我。&lt;br /&gt;要用耳朵學，還真的是很難！俊星！你這個騙子，&lt;br /&gt;還跟我說容易。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我還有一本厚到……要死的英文小說還沒看完呢。&lt;br /&gt;（其實才剛開始罷了）可是我也只有睡覺前才&lt;br /&gt;有心情拿起它來讀，在床上。可是它一定會皺。&lt;br /&gt;因為我試過看到一半睡著，結果口水就流在上面。&lt;br /&gt;紙都皺了……超不整齊的說。不過無論如何，我都要&lt;br /&gt;將它解決！！不然我的九十元就這樣浪費了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到現在還是懊惱的敲自己的腦袋，幹嘛死都要&lt;br /&gt;買下它？可是拿著這麼厚的書，感覺還蠻不錯的。&lt;br /&gt;好像我很厲害讀書的樣子……&lt;br /&gt;*又開始遐想了*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了……這是放假起到現在的生活。對啊！你沒看錯。&lt;br /&gt;這兩個星期都是同樣的生活，就好像在倒帶啊。&lt;br /&gt;管它咧！我的生活“精彩”，我不介意倒帶啦！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*又來騙自己了*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;完。&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='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1727117343863315058</id><published>2010-05-24T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:21:12.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow... He got A Girlfriend already.</title><content type='html'>When someone told me "he has a girlfriend now"&lt;br /&gt;I was like... Wow! Great! He finally get in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Which, again I don't give much hope on it...&lt;br /&gt;I know I know... It's not very good of me being&lt;br /&gt;sarcastic. But you know what? I enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dying to meet his girlfriend. So,&lt;br /&gt;I would give everything to take a look at his&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend. (you seriously think I will give up&lt;br /&gt;everything I've got? *cross fingers*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, meet, therefore talk or introduction between&lt;br /&gt;us is not necessary... Maybe I just want to know how&lt;br /&gt;pretty his girlfriend is... Seriously, I will be very jealous&lt;br /&gt;if he get a superb hot girlfriend. Perhaps, I can&lt;br /&gt;save this jealousy for the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so important about his girlfriend's face?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... Maybe I hope I can get a superb hot&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;But I do hope this is the right one for him...&lt;br /&gt;After all those failure, I think he had already&lt;br /&gt;learnt enough to maintain a good relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1727117343863315058?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1727117343863315058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1727117343863315058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1727117343863315058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1727117343863315058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/05/wow-he-got-girlfriend-already.html' title='Wow... He got A Girlfriend already.'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7953575471719824430</id><published>2010-05-24T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T19:57:01.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>擔心</title><content type='html'>最近不知道又幹什麼了。&lt;br /&gt;我突然擔心起考試的成績，覺得自己很無聊的說。&lt;br /&gt;為何呢？我很少擔心自己的成績的，就&lt;br /&gt;突然覺得自己好像考不好，連書都不敢&lt;br /&gt;拿起來了。因為怕我會發現自己在考試裡&lt;br /&gt;犯了什麼無可挽回的錯誤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟John說我很擔心我會不及格，&lt;br /&gt;結果他卻頂回我“你每次都那麼說的啦！”&lt;br /&gt;拜託！這次是真的好不好！當然之前的&lt;br /&gt;也是真的，只是不知道為什麼還可以過關&lt;br /&gt;罷了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慘了……好像一直看到不及格的成績單&lt;br /&gt;在我的腦袋瓜裡飄來飄去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人問我，如果是這樣，為什麼當初不多努力&lt;br /&gt;一點讀書呢？老實說，我有啊……至少我是這麼&lt;br /&gt;認為的。我以為我已經很盡力的讀好我的書了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過很明顯，那是不足夠的。&lt;br /&gt;不管了……我看我是死定了！&lt;br /&gt;只有等成績來再說。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7953575471719824430?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7953575471719824430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7953575471719824430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7953575471719824430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7953575471719824430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_24.html' title='擔心'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4129074287862730646</id><published>2010-05-23T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T06:18:38.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>I just realized I'm almost got myself into a trouble.&lt;br /&gt;How bad is it? Hmm... Almost become a smoker...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I mean a regular smoker... I just can't resist&lt;br /&gt;the temptation from the cigarette swinging in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took one.... Lit it up... Feel nothing. I thought&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting more comfortable with the smoke already.&lt;br /&gt;Then followed by 2, 3, 4 and 5. Hmm... In less than 2 hours,&lt;br /&gt;I just burned 5 of them... Kinda few, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.... Hey! I'm not a regular smoker...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm free, I wanted to take out the cigarette&lt;br /&gt;from the box.. and light it up... It's like a routine.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not right. Then I realized I'm half a regular&lt;br /&gt;smoker already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit it, but it's truth...&lt;br /&gt;I want to make it stop, and it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;So, let's give it a try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think about this issue. If I compare myself&lt;br /&gt;to the regular smoker, would I die faster than them?&lt;br /&gt;Or in a higher risk than them in getting some respiratory&lt;br /&gt;system cancer... Due to quit-restart-quit smoking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4129074287862730646?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4129074287862730646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=4129074287862730646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4129074287862730646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4129074287862730646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/05/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ 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/&gt;雖然接受不了，但是還是得承認他的確&lt;br /&gt;比從前成長了不少，同時我們也疏遠了不少。&lt;br /&gt;對啊……當你得到了一些，就注定得失去一些。&lt;br /&gt;雖然我不是天下第一好人，但是曾經的友情也是&lt;br /&gt;彼此很好的一段回憶。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在家裡，墊高了枕頭。我深思了一會兒……&lt;br /&gt;的確我看似沒有思想上的成長，但我也知道我&lt;br /&gt;成長了多少。沒有必要與對方有個比較，才知道&lt;br /&gt;自己的分量。每個人都有自己的生存之道、各有&lt;br /&gt;想法。你的成熟卻未必是我生存之道的鑰匙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少現今還擁有的“幼稚”，還是讓我走了這般路。&lt;br /&gt;所以……所以……重點是什麼呢？&lt;br /&gt;我也不是很清楚。哈哈哈哈！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-8823764498005439984?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/8823764498005439984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=8823764498005439984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;現在的我依偎在沒有生命的熒幕&lt;br /&gt;前頭，慌了心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;顛沛流離……&lt;br /&gt;是唯一聯繫我們共同的回憶。&lt;br /&gt;現在的我感到乏力、又無奈。&lt;br /&gt;深思著這是好是壞？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對於我的顛沛流離，&lt;br /&gt;愈感無奈。無從著手亦無從釋懷。&lt;br /&gt;酸溜溜的感覺，真的很無奈。&lt;br /&gt;說服著自己，我可以；我放得開。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;扶著自己的良心，知道這些都是平復&lt;br /&gt;關心我的人的客套話。只要你們覺得&lt;br /&gt;我很灑脫，我就可以避免讓你們為我擔心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;將頭深深地埋沒在雙膝之間，才發現原來&lt;br /&gt;空氣是這麼的潮濕。足以讓我的眼眶累計了&lt;br /&gt;這些水分。抱緊著雙膝，跟著世人說空氣&lt;br /&gt;真的太潮濕了，害我眼睛都積水了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我笑笑，看著被握得爆根的拳頭，&lt;br /&gt;說著別擔心，我很好啦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無奈地我說著無奈的謊言。對於自己的&lt;br /&gt;幼稚亦感到無奈。無奈總是那麼的可笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;笑吧……不然沒機會了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1290144765739454753?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4400894236079302218</id><published>2010-05-18T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:10:11.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>顛沛流離</title><content type='html'>生活在這個“亂世”裡，的確有許多我們需要留神的事。&lt;br /&gt;人都是自私、貪心的。就如我所說的，這些人並沒有錯，&lt;br /&gt;人之初性本惡。基督裡有雲，人一出生就有犯罪的慾念。&lt;br /&gt;有慾、有念就算犯業。雖然被人自私自利的對待總會&lt;br /&gt;覺得忿忿不平，心裡很不是滋味。但是一個人不自私、&lt;br /&gt;不貪，也只不過是代表此人有著比其他人更強大的理性。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以我並不痛恨別人如何自私與貪婪。因為他們比任何人&lt;br /&gt;都還接要接近人的本性。不過隨著時代的步伐，我們知道&lt;br /&gt;我們該為他人著想，甚至犧牲。但是，我還是選擇用&lt;br /&gt;那微薄無力的理性來壓抑著我該有的自私。幼時總是為自己想，&lt;br /&gt;覺得只是這一次的自私，不打緊。這種無謂的想法慫恿&lt;br /&gt;著自己的獸心暴走。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是世界無奇不有，就算已是二十一世紀。許多許多的人&lt;br /&gt;開始勾心鬥角，煽動謠言，似誓要來個“孫悟空大鬧天宮”。&lt;br /&gt;這些不都是自私與貪婪的進化版嗎？進化論其實是成立的。&lt;br /&gt;如果不會偽裝自己那脆弱的心靈，別人會因為將您擊倒&lt;br /&gt;而感到沾沾自喜。同時已讓小人知道著你只是壁上的一隻黒蟻。&lt;br /&gt;輕輕地一按，立刻橫屍於此。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我總是以為自己已經全副武裝，再難受的事我都可以捱過。&lt;br /&gt;我自愧不是討人歡心的一角，因為我覺得主動融入猶如&lt;br /&gt;丟棄自己的立場，放棄追求自己想法的軀殼。雖不惹人愛，&lt;br /&gt;但也不設法陷計；至少讓自己也過得心安理得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使知道世界氾濫，還相信有著一樣永不變質的付出。&lt;br /&gt;就是愛的付出，雖然出發點不同，但終點都是一樣的：&lt;br /&gt;設法讓自己深愛的人有著自己無止盡的愛。&lt;br /&gt;但是為什麼在感情還能夠感人的時代，有情人還&lt;br /&gt;在顛沛流離？至少我知道我現在是在顛沛流離。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這四個字，聽在耳裡總是牽動著許多是思緒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;後記：什麼基督有雲，跟基督沒有任何關係。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4400894236079302218?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4400894236079302218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=4400894236079302218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4400894236079302218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4400894236079302218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_554.html' title='顛沛流離'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5729977230822395619</id><published>2010-05-18T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T06:40:15.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>笑一笑</title><content type='html'>剛剛在《學海》看到了這一篇 “笑一笑”。&lt;br /&gt;述說著當相識而不熟絡的人見面時的，都會&lt;br /&gt;裝作看不見。的確，看到很多曾經“相識”的友人，&lt;br /&gt;但是我都不曾主動打招呼。因為我自大的緣故，&lt;br /&gt;所以從不打算主動跟其他人打招呼。我覺得如果&lt;br /&gt;隨便跟這些“熟人”打招呼時，可能會惹來一鼻子灰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對方不一定認得自己，又何必自討沒趣的去主動跟&lt;br /&gt;他們打招呼呢？到最後別人還會說“那個人是誰啊？怎麼&lt;br /&gt;跟我打招呼啊？神經病。一定是認錯人。”&lt;br /&gt;但是我從不擔心遇到這些“熟人”；我親戚就不同，走在&lt;br /&gt;街上總怕被別人認出。我實在不明白……難道跟自己人出街&lt;br /&gt;有那麼地委屈嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我從不怕跟自己的家人、親戚走在街上，因為這並不是&lt;br /&gt;什麼羞恥的事。所以我都不怎麼喜歡跟我的親戚出街，覺得&lt;br /&gt;我好像托衰他們。我可以明白有些人不喜歡被人在街上被人&lt;br /&gt;認出，有可能是出自自卑的狀況。因為會有“不如人”的心理。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是作者說的很對，如果主動的跟對方笑一笑，至少會讓對方&lt;br /&gt;有親切感，即使見到你也不會尷尬。雖然我不主動跟“熟人”&lt;br /&gt;打招呼，但我不抗拒對他人禮貌的笑一笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;後記：想對我大學的朋友說聲抱歉，因為早上的心情還沒&lt;br /&gt;調整過來，所以我多數都不對人微笑。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5729977230822395619?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5729977230822395619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5729977230822395619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5729977230822395619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5729977230822395619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_18.html' title='笑一笑'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1506426471336982044</id><published>2010-05-17T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:50:49.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>鼓励</title><content type='html'>朋友給予的鼓勵總是那麼地貼切、&lt;br /&gt;受用無窮，似是家人，那麼的真誠。但是家人&lt;br /&gt;總不會有那麼悅耳的鼓勵。話中總是帶刺；少不了&lt;br /&gt;責罵。雖說出發點是關心，但是這都不是我們需要的。&lt;br /&gt;至少不是我想要的。總是懊惱著家人的不諒解，壓力&lt;br /&gt;就這樣無形地造成，隔膜也因此愈發擴展。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總是覺得在家的生活都是那麼的煩悶。就只是因為&lt;br /&gt;家人不能給予我所要的體諒，總是讓人覺得，這地方&lt;br /&gt;不能讓我很有歸切感。雖說家裡是我的庇護所，但是&lt;br /&gt;若非無可奈何，總是想要自己解決。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老媽總是嘮叨我都不懂事，多不刻苦耐勞。&lt;br /&gt;這些我都知道，我懶惰；所以如果可以不用力，&lt;br /&gt;可以省力，它們都是我的最佳選擇。捷徑總是離不開我，&lt;br /&gt;最常對著我的朋友說不要那麼麻煩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然對老媽的喜歡和愛總是沒有盡頭，但是埋怨總是&lt;br /&gt;會有的。即使知道多數是自己的問題，但總是覺得老媽&lt;br /&gt;沒有從我的出發點給予我意見，老是一派“我懂你在想什麼，&lt;br /&gt;我知道什麼是對的”對我百說不倦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我更希望心對心的對話，讓我有無以倫比的舒適感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友總是會給予適當的反應、表情、回复。這些都比&lt;br /&gt;任何東西來得受用。即使只是短短的一輪對話，總會&lt;br /&gt;受用好久好久。總是不知道自己的話能夠讓人有多受用，&lt;br /&gt;但是別人的話，總少不了在我心中回繞數日。&lt;br /&gt;重複地讓我深思，再衍生出更多的意見、想法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好友對我評價讓我衍生了更多的動力。讓我覺得一時&lt;br /&gt;的失敗不代表著一切。失敗了，更應該快速地爬起，&lt;br /&gt;向前邁進。對於我提早向命運低頭，他不妥協地一再&lt;br /&gt;鼓勵。哈哈哈哈！讓我雀躍不已……覺得如果就這樣的&lt;br /&gt;低頭，還真的是對不起好友的看重。抱歉讓你隔著電話&lt;br /&gt;對我循循善誘了這麼久。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不會這麼早的向我的懦弱低頭。我會等到我的出頭天。&lt;br /&gt;能不能盡我的責任，努力讀書，我不知道。但是我相信&lt;br /&gt;你說的話，我還有著掩埋在深處的潛質，一日不低頭，&lt;br /&gt;發光的日子不再是夢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;別人的流言蜚語，將他們當做泛泛之輩吧！懂你的人&lt;br /&gt;理應知道你的想法，明目或暗地的支持總是存在你身邊。&lt;br /&gt;既來之，則安之。這個世界並沒有所以錯誤的選擇，&lt;br /&gt;唯有錯誤的態度。如果一直持有良好的態度，問題都能迎刃而解。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1506426471336982044?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1506426471336982044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1506426471336982044' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1506426471336982044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1506426471336982044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_17.html' title='鼓励'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2418511890759708423</id><published>2010-05-10T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:05:36.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>一事無成</title><content type='html'>對啊……想著我這一生做了什麼讓家人或&lt;br /&gt;我自己感到驕傲或光榮的事嗎？拼命地挖掘；&lt;br /&gt;企圖在記憶裡頭可以找到那麼一丁點的……就&lt;br /&gt;算是芝麻綠豆也罷。只要讓我覺得我其實還不是&lt;br /&gt;那麼的一無是處。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對著鏡子裡的自己，開始害怕，害怕知道自己&lt;br /&gt;是多麼的脆弱、無能。做什麼事總是缺乏了那股&lt;br /&gt;恆心，常在想如果我當初堅持的話，結局會是如此嗎？&lt;br /&gt;的確如果做任何事，我都用心的做到話，結局不會是&lt;br /&gt;這樣的悲哀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讀書亦是如此，成績放榜了。被自己的無能震倒了。&lt;br /&gt;當然自己也心知肚明，曾經的潦倒過活。還真以為自己是&lt;br /&gt;天才嗎？不是！只是有點無謂的小聰明加自以為是的天真。&lt;br /&gt;但我都知道，沒有努力，是換不回結果的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感情裡也是一樣，如果我曾努力挽回，如果我曾認真地&lt;br /&gt;懺悔，如果我曾誠心道歉。或許結局就會不同吧？這些&lt;br /&gt;如果都是成功的絆腳石。我跌得狼狽不堪，索性地趴在&lt;br /&gt;地上。也許是對我自己自暴自棄吧……沒錯啊～想想，&lt;br /&gt;我的確有此意。我並不想放棄！可是她已經放下了我，&lt;br /&gt;她很明確的說了，我們大不會再回一起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然很不甘心，可是看她如果能幸福的話，就算是笑著&lt;br /&gt;送她離開，我也不願讓她知道我會傷心。至少她可以離開&lt;br /&gt;得心安理得。知道在這裡鬧變扭也不可能會有任何改變。&lt;br /&gt;可是這是唯一能做的了。因為她再不會知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她可是否知道我認真的懺悔，看透了自己的問題？&lt;br /&gt;她可是否知道我放不下她？可是她也不再會在乎了。&lt;br /&gt;因為都已經太遲。結果我還是一事無成。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2418511890759708423?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2418511890759708423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2418511890759708423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2418511890759708423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2418511890759708423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_10.html' title='一事無成'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-148099726221319439</id><published>2010-05-09T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T07:22:19.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homosexuality</title><content type='html'>I think that a lot of people find it disgusting&lt;br /&gt;and sick about homosexuality. I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of what family taught in the past,&lt;br /&gt;homosexuality is not good? Abnormal? I think some of the&lt;br /&gt;people might find themselves not straight.&lt;br /&gt;But due to family moral issues, they suppress&lt;br /&gt;their homosexuality, and end up in a miserably&lt;br /&gt;marriage, spouse and the children(if they have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say most of the Christians against it. But&lt;br /&gt;most of the Christians I knew, hate it, and think it&lt;br /&gt;is sin. According to them, it is sinful. For me... Gay or&lt;br /&gt;lesbian is nothing... People attracted to the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;It can't be controlled. It's because of love, no explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I agree that being gay or lesbian do bring a lot&lt;br /&gt;of problems. First of all, people will make fun of you,&lt;br /&gt;and your family, especially in M'sia (since still under&lt;br /&gt;developing category). Secondly, higher probability in getting&lt;br /&gt;a parasitic disease, caused by Gardia lamblia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, gay or lesbian will have a tough life.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he or she tried to go near to a very close friend&lt;br /&gt;or to a same sex friends. Then there is rumor related to&lt;br /&gt;your sexual relationship. I've always been very close to&lt;br /&gt;the friends who I like to hang out with or study.&lt;br /&gt;Then colleagues will say I look gay... Well, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really give a damn what people think about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, get a life, those anti-homosexuality.&lt;br /&gt;If you really care about your life, you should spend it&lt;br /&gt;more on shaping your attitude than shaping or&lt;br /&gt;criticizing others...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-148099726221319439?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/148099726221319439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=148099726221319439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/148099726221319439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/148099726221319439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/05/homosexuality.html' title='Homosexuality'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7251128019311099222</id><published>2010-05-08T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T02:46:05.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>來個深呼吸吧！</title><content type='html'>朋友，知道你面臨了人生其中一個重大的&lt;br /&gt;考驗。想一想，每遇到一次問題，它就像是&lt;br /&gt;一個很重大的考驗；沒有一次會比之前的容易。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所有的問題永遠都是那麼地刁難，無奈地是&lt;br /&gt;不能在適當的時候有人可以援助你。我知道&lt;br /&gt;我幫不上什麼，可是我很想跟你分擔，至少&lt;br /&gt;讓你知道你有個人可以分擔，你並不孤單。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個考驗，就是一個經驗。每一次都讓你增加&lt;br /&gt;你的經驗值。讓你更淡定的化解所有的問題。&lt;br /&gt;我常想，為什麼別人的問題，永遠都是那麼地簡單，&lt;br /&gt;輕而易舉的我就可以想到解決的方案。&lt;br /&gt;旁觀者清，不是說著爽的。如果遇到的瓶頸，何&lt;br /&gt;不試試，退一步，深呼吸，也許你就能發現你錯過了&lt;br /&gt;的東西。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;游個泳，洗個澡，運個動，深呼吸。頭腦清醒，&lt;br /&gt;煩惱不是問題。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7251128019311099222?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7251128019311099222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7251128019311099222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;坠落了在心间。无谓地尘埃抑制了热血的心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再怎么澎湃热血的心也慢了下来。&lt;br /&gt;每一次再次的快速跳动，总会挑起尘埃&lt;br /&gt;地胡乱漂浮，被呛得透不过气来。&lt;br /&gt;反反复复的吃着这苦头，想动也动不了了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看看前方，所有东西都像灰色电影，一直猛搓&lt;br /&gt;自己的眼睛。才突然发现原来肮脏了的我的心窗。&lt;br /&gt;很不甘心地躺在尘埃里。不甘愿的眼泪······&lt;br /&gt;再也压抑不了。累了，知道有股莫名的力量&lt;br /&gt;强力驱使着那不再热血跳动的心；却被自己的&lt;br /&gt;懦弱战胜了，选择继续沦落。这算随遇而安吗？&lt;br /&gt;感觉像是，可是却用法错误。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在需要的是那股让我重新站起的力量。&lt;br /&gt;现在需要的是那把神奇的魔法扫帚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;赐给我吧！我曾经给了你一把扫帚，却落了&lt;br /&gt;自己的扫帚，深深地埋没在尘埃里头。&lt;br /&gt;茫茫的尘埃里头，我也不确定里面还有没有&lt;br /&gt;我的扫帚存在呢！诚心诚意的希望我会得到一把&lt;br /&gt;魔法扫帚，让我扫地，扫尘埃，扫心地，扫心间。　&lt;br /&gt;还我那颗曾经澎湃跳动的赤子之心，让我再次成长。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1497458566910898527?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-8537181279783707014</id><published>2010-05-05T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T10:37:19.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我是华人</title><content type='html'>我是华人···· 我以华人为荣，可是我并不&lt;br /&gt;以中国为荣。你们会说我失去了自己的灵魂。&lt;br /&gt;对！我是华人，可是我是大马的华人；中国&lt;br /&gt;虽是我的根；却，我生于大马。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中国，中国。现下，还会有人在大赤赤地说&lt;br /&gt;“我是中国人！” 吗？&lt;br /&gt;我觉得不会。可是看到中国被人唾弃，却&lt;br /&gt;会让我愤愤不平。就如我说的，它是我的根，&lt;br /&gt;虽不生于此，却有所联系。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现实就是如此，虽有怒火，可是问问自己&lt;br /&gt;“你又能如何？争论？一拳直挥？”&lt;br /&gt;结果都是选择“沉默是金”的态度。至少大马的华人&lt;br /&gt;都是持着这种观念度过大半生。争论又能改变什么？&lt;br /&gt;暴力又能解决吗？愤愤不平总是生于内心，死于深处。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;尽管如此，每当看到电视里的一句句“中国人，中国人”&lt;br /&gt;总会有种热血沸腾的感觉，总想帮忙出点力。&lt;br /&gt;我总是喜欢看西方电影，听西方的歌，说英文。&lt;br /&gt;因为我喜欢。可是如果我只能说一种语言，我可以&lt;br /&gt;放弃方言，外语，就是不能华语。会华语，说华语，&lt;br /&gt;让我感觉我还是个华人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;同样地看到放弃华语，甚至是讨厌华语的人，&lt;br /&gt;心里总是莫名的愤怒，还有惋惜。一个华人都不珍惜&lt;br /&gt;自己的母语，你还能是个华人吗？你还指望他人觉得&lt;br /&gt;你是个堂堂正正的华人吗？那你还要怎么让外人&lt;br /&gt;觉得我们华人有尊严？那你还会有人格吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;华人百善孝为先，忘了自己的根还怎么孝？孝指的是&lt;br /&gt;敬爱天下之人、顺天下人之心。不能敬爱自己的根&lt;br /&gt;还怎么能敬爱他人呢？尊敬自己的根才有最基本的人格。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;叶问/甄子丹也说：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                       “人的地位虽然有高低之分；但是人格不应该有贵贱之平”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;可谓人格是很重要的。虽然我不以中国为荣，&lt;br /&gt;即使有所不满，也不像中国人一样挺身而出 。&lt;br /&gt;至少我知道我是个华人，侮辱华人就是不能妥协。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只想大声地说：“我是华人，留着中国的血，我是龙的传人。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-8537181279783707014?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-3765877341421537515</id><published>2010-05-04T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T08:59:17.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited</title><content type='html'>Remember I said I see someone who look&lt;br /&gt;like henghow earlier? Hmm... I got a chance to&lt;br /&gt;take a good look at his face... Too bad. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henghow, you are gonna happy with this.&lt;br /&gt;There is no way he is gonna beat you...&lt;br /&gt;You look much better than him, because he is sort of&lt;br /&gt;C+ looking compare to yours... Be proud of yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;*LOL~!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this isn't the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited about my holidays already. Even though&lt;br /&gt;it is still two weeks away from now. But I'm enjoying&lt;br /&gt;the fantasy. Wonder how am I gonna mock edmund&lt;br /&gt;with full strength... And the best part was, he is not even&lt;br /&gt;gonna protest but smirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a decent manner he has! Hahaha...!&lt;br /&gt;I know it's really bad to think about my holiday in&lt;br /&gt;the middle of my exam. If john knew I write this,&lt;br /&gt;he would have given me an irony smile or glance.&lt;br /&gt;He bastard... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take this opportunity to thank him for&lt;br /&gt;not throwing me out from his view. I had wasted his 30%&lt;br /&gt;of time, which he could have used it in study.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU like a million time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad you are not gonna know about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Edmund! I'm dying to meet you and mock&lt;br /&gt;you!! Look forward to hell falls upon YOU! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-3765877341421537515?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/3765877341421537515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=3765877341421537515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3765877341421537515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3765877341421537515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/05/excited.html' title='Excited'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1762618507590097336</id><published>2010-04-30T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:33:35.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Familiar</title><content type='html'>I saw someone couple of days ago...&lt;br /&gt;He really looks like Henghow....&lt;br /&gt;Weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it definitely not gonna be him,&lt;br /&gt;still when I saw his figure view from beside,&lt;br /&gt;he really looks like henghow. But he is in a more&lt;br /&gt;dominant, more controlling, that's what I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henghow, who I knew isn't like that.&lt;br /&gt;Though I know it's not him, still his figure view&lt;br /&gt;refreshed my mind. Then I was daydreaming again...&lt;br /&gt;Old memories came in.... Hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is getting nearer, but I still have a lot&lt;br /&gt;to finish. I always tried to work hard at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, my result is always shit, even in A-level...&lt;br /&gt;What can I do? This is me, I think I can't change.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need someone like henghow, to brain wash me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1762618507590097336?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1762618507590097336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1762618507590097336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1762618507590097336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1762618507590097336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/04/familiar.html' title='Familiar'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-9206778561718039275</id><published>2010-03-20T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T22:59:53.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Day Trip</title><content type='html'>Seriously, it's not sort of trip.&lt;br /&gt;Rather a walking or jogging training session for me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have fun. For which I think it's sort of&lt;br /&gt;a chapter to refresh my A-level memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I stepped on the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;The moment stimulated my mind. All the stories&lt;br /&gt;I had for that years. How odd and high I was when the&lt;br /&gt;first time I took the ferry with henghow and the fellas.&lt;br /&gt;How deadly silent I was when I'm alone on the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;All of these, I don't think it's coming back in future.&lt;br /&gt;Only once in a life time... But I still enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the beginning of the trip. I didn't really talk much.&lt;br /&gt;And my colleagues thought I was playing emo. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;I think they are sort of dumb... *sorry about this*&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't play emo. Even I denied, you all will&lt;br /&gt;never believed. I guess this is because people used to deny&lt;br /&gt;when they were gloomy or emo. Like Mr.Tang one of my&lt;br /&gt;colleagues. Anyway, this Tang will never know I sell him.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told henghow about this. He said I deserve the rights to&lt;br /&gt;have my time to recall my memory. Yeap! So I will stick&lt;br /&gt;to it.. I enjoyed my time for few hours. Then I started to&lt;br /&gt;activate in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to Gurney, I passed by SDA. I remembered the&lt;br /&gt;very first time I was there. I was kinda embarrassed or awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was not used to it... But there become one of my favorite&lt;br /&gt;places in Penang... Hahaha! I saw a lot of people moving in and out.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because of Sabbath day. I'm so sorry that I didn't&lt;br /&gt;tell my friend I was about to go to Penang. I guess I expected&lt;br /&gt;we don't time to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do saw a "Wishing Well" in Gurney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/S6W1XvTByxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xQsdfcEdO_I/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/S6W1XvTByxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xQsdfcEdO_I/s400/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450962343439747858" 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;and this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/S6W1lsF8UGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/L7ADK7sdN8w/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/S6W1lsF8UGI/AAAAAAAAAWI/L7ADK7sdN8w/s400/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450962583097725026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me of the days I spent in PAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have my dinner again in Northam Beach.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... I really don't know why my colleagues chose&lt;br /&gt;that place for the dine(6pm). It's as hot as sun burning&lt;br /&gt;the field at noon. But that meal is okay. Nothing much&lt;br /&gt;to complain. Since this was not the first time I eat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/S6W1uNBUCxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6hG6N0Qda0c/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/S6W1uNBUCxI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6hG6N0Qda0c/s400/Image035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450962729375632146" 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/4105401948201918952-9206778561718039275?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/9206778561718039275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=9206778561718039275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/9206778561718039275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/9206778561718039275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/03/penang-day-trip.html' title='Penang Day Trip'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/S6W1XvTByxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xQsdfcEdO_I/s72-c/Image019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5441726222747700912</id><published>2010-03-19T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:39:57.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>下个星期去英国</title><content type='html'>哦~ 你收了行李下个星期要去英国。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦~ 遥远的故事记得带回来给我，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道我想要却又不敢对你说，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为我已改变太多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦~ 你改了一个名字也准备换工作 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦~ 你开始了新的恋情有一些困惑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道  你想要却又不敢对我说，因为你已改变太多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦~ 你写了好几首属于你的歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哦~ 这样的歌隐藏了太多的苦涩，我知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你想要却又不敢对我说。因为我曾是你，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我曾是你无话不说的朋友。因为我们改变太多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;P/S：这样的有友情，有点可惜。我们说戏如人生；那我想看是否歌也如人生。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5441726222747700912?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5441726222747700912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5441726222747700912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5441726222747700912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5441726222747700912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_19.html' title='下个星期去英国'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-3966226855547827427</id><published>2010-03-17T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T06:50:15.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>放下与拥有</title><content type='html'>放下，拥有。&lt;br /&gt;两个完全是不同的意思；&lt;br /&gt;可是两个词都是息息相关。&lt;br /&gt;我累了，厌倦了，我也懒得&lt;br /&gt;再去猜测了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谎言的确是很好的解脱。&lt;br /&gt;谎言让我看得清，让我退缩。&lt;br /&gt;谎言，你达到了你的目的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经拥有，让我必须放下。&lt;br /&gt;可能这有点重，我没有能力负担。&lt;br /&gt;我不是没有责任感，而是我觉得我不能。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为放下了，我也才能再拥有。&lt;br /&gt;背久了，习惯了；却又舍不得就这样&lt;br /&gt;丢下。我不是口是心非，而是有点矛盾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放下不是最难，而是不想放下的时候&lt;br /&gt;却被逼将它御下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要拥有不是最难，而是忘不了肩上的&lt;br /&gt;曾经，却被逼接受新的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-3966226855547827427?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/3966226855547827427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=3966226855547827427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3966226855547827427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3966226855547827427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='放下与拥有'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2580470332768527262</id><published>2010-03-15T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T03:13:28.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss them</title><content type='html'>I miss you, I miss him, I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;I miss a lot of people since I left Penang. Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;been to Penang for a year was a most memorable&lt;br /&gt;duration yet. There was a time I thought that&lt;br /&gt;study in Penang can be dull. I have no friends went&lt;br /&gt;along with me. I know that everyone is going after&lt;br /&gt;their dream, and no one chose the same with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though people around me kept on tell me that,&lt;br /&gt;"You would make new friends over there"&lt;br /&gt;Of course I knew about this, just that I don't&lt;br /&gt;really plan to re-socialize again... Lame, huh?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm certain about this. The best thing I'd done&lt;br /&gt;is taking A-level, and live in penang homestay (where&lt;br /&gt;I met my roomies). Maybe as we grow up, the mind&lt;br /&gt;switches too, so I probably meet more friends that are&lt;br /&gt;somehow better than the past. More mature? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not criticizing my old friends are not good. They all are&lt;br /&gt;perfect too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have to compare, I miss the friends I knew in Penang&lt;br /&gt;more. I miss &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/profile.php?id=1039196938&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;hongyee&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/profile.php?id=1510385277&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt; jungsyn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/search/?q=zhixue&amp;amp;init=quick#%21/profile.php?id=1541604094&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;zhixue&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000663810837&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt; tingyu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000663810837&amp;amp;ref=ts#%21/profile.php?id=1547346522&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;kokthong&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000663810837&amp;amp;ref=ts#%21/profile.php?id=1366402825&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;skythien&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000663810837&amp;amp;ref=ts#%21/elwin4BM?ref=ts"&gt; elwin&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1015415195&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt; torrey&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=661974957&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;henghow&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=704763196&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;jasonkhor&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about girls? Ya, I miss them too.. But I don't&lt;br /&gt;think it's a good idea to name it here.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this entry even existed? Weird...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2580470332768527262?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2580470332768527262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2580470332768527262' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2580470332768527262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2580470332768527262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-them.html' title='I miss them'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7833489141154801591</id><published>2010-03-12T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T02:10:32.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The broke down pieces</title><content type='html'>Have you wonder how can I survive with&lt;br /&gt;the worst food quality service in M'sia? I personally&lt;br /&gt;have no idea about it... Because I'm super human?&lt;br /&gt;I have resistant for the bacterium infection? My gastric kill&lt;br /&gt;them all before they playing poker game in my&lt;br /&gt;intestine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. But I'm pretty sure the food did&lt;br /&gt;get worse lately. I mean worse than worst.&lt;br /&gt;Because I started to see a lot of broken&lt;br /&gt;down stool after flushed remain in the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting, right? I mean you all have a bad meal yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely! So do I! But can you all just flush for the second&lt;br /&gt;time? Maybe you are too afraid of the gusting up&lt;br /&gt;bacteria after the flushing, so you close the cover of the&lt;br /&gt;toilet bowl. But you just double check, make sure your loose&lt;br /&gt;stool has gone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very rude when I opened it and saw your broken&lt;br /&gt;down pieces settled in the toilet bowl... What kinda doctors&lt;br /&gt;you all gonna be? Please... Even a would-be pharmacist know&lt;br /&gt;how to settle the mess... And you all don't...&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it's the problem of the tank is too small...&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess the water is not much enough to flush away&lt;br /&gt;your evil stools.... *Not to say mine is holy*&lt;br /&gt;But I don't have these problem in my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.. Maybe AIMST uses the MADE IN CHINA toilet bowl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7833489141154801591?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7833489141154801591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7833489141154801591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7833489141154801591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7833489141154801591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/03/broke-down-pieces.html' title='The broke down pieces'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4889536800704913888</id><published>2010-03-10T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T04:24:52.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd</title><content type='html'>Did exam over flood my brain? I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;Or some girls break my heart apart? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm dying for sex? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Then what do I know? .....I'm almost 20 this year.&lt;br /&gt;What else? *thinking...* I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not really odd that I reacted strange tonight.&lt;br /&gt;At least it's not the first time already.&lt;br /&gt;I used to do so when I was kinda "high".&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy in bringing up the mood of surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't intend to use it in AIMST.&lt;br /&gt;Why not? It's simple, because I'm in the AIMST.&lt;br /&gt;Is AIMST really that bad? Try it yourselves... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what was the reason I am sort of retarded today?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm happy. Don't ask me why again... Because I just felt so.&lt;br /&gt;Actually why are you starting this entry? I don't know!!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just want to refresh the page.. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... I'm really weird today. Maybe I enjoy writing&lt;br /&gt;this blog in english instead of mandarin.. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Hongyee, Jungsyn, Zhixue, Tingyu, Torrey, Thien, and&lt;br /&gt;Elwin... I miss you all!!! Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4889536800704913888?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4889536800704913888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=4889536800704913888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4889536800704913888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4889536800704913888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/03/odd.html' title='Odd'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-6815161211401495574</id><published>2010-02-21T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T07:23:42.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>回到校园</title><content type='html'>新年过了···有点可惜，却又不觉得难过。&lt;br /&gt;可能是我也没什么事情做吧。因为我有点&lt;br /&gt;想要回忙碌的生活，可是我还是很讨厌读书。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上午，收拾行李的时候啊。还真的很想要&lt;br /&gt;跑去跟我妈说，“妈，我不要回咯～我要拜&lt;br /&gt;天宫。”可是这很没有责任感，我应该读书，&lt;br /&gt;必须读书，一个学生该做的。所以呢···我没说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也好多天没有睡够了，在巴士上我睡&lt;br /&gt;翻了。还好巴士上的人也不会很多，我可以&lt;br /&gt;感觉到我的头发乱了，算啦～也不会有人在乎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次我改搭小巴回校园，很便宜，下次一定&lt;br /&gt;要搭小巴回来！哈哈哈哈！帮我省了很多钱哦！　&lt;br /&gt;可是到了校门口，我累死了，因为要走到宿舍需要&lt;br /&gt;十分钟多，好累哦！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是我还是很高兴，因为我又有了另一个目标。&lt;br /&gt;这个季，我真的很想读好我的书，结果放假的&lt;br /&gt;最后一天，我居然读书了。还真的是有点&lt;br /&gt;炸到····*烧焦*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天又是新的一天，上课了～！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后记：已经很想念我的家人了～或许我应该多回去；可是一定不能读书了。哈哈哈哈！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-6815161211401495574?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/6815161211401495574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=6815161211401495574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6815161211401495574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6815161211401495574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_21.html' title='回到校园'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-68417222813496243</id><published>2010-02-21T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T05:01:07.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>新一年</title><content type='html'>新年，除了少了一个表姐，其他事都&lt;br /&gt;是差不多，没有什么多大的更改。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不过倒是在外婆家待久了，就开始想要&lt;br /&gt;找朋友出来聚一聚，不过我还在外婆的家。&lt;br /&gt;所以错失了几个聚会，有点懊恼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好在外婆家里，有舅母，是一位老师。&lt;br /&gt;跟她聊天，很有趣，我可以无所禁忌的说&lt;br /&gt;大话，她也被我无厘头的话逗得大笑。&lt;br /&gt;如果问我为什么没有跟我老妈那样呢····&lt;br /&gt;其实我有哦···不过我老妈比较不像舅母&lt;br /&gt;那样就完全当我是个幼稚又爱出牛的中学生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到家后，就很迫不及待的跟朋友有了聚会，&lt;br /&gt;振良，还是像个小活宝，比我还爱演，我笑了&lt;br /&gt;整晚，喉咙都有点发麻了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有点矛盾，我觉得待在家里很无聊，因为&lt;br /&gt;没有事情做。可是要回学校了，还是一样很&lt;br /&gt;显，因为要上课了。结果就是待在哪里我都&lt;br /&gt;觉得无聊就对了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-68417222813496243?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/68417222813496243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=68417222813496243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/68417222813496243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/68417222813496243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='新一年'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-8288973683273604596</id><published>2010-02-06T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T05:19:50.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothache aka jaw pain</title><content type='html'>When I flashed back the reason I had&lt;br /&gt;the toothache, I blast out a laugh... It's&lt;br /&gt;totally idiot. 4th of February, our class had&lt;br /&gt;a reunion dinner before our Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;That meal was totally worth...&lt;br /&gt;Because I paid for 20 bucks and I ate for&lt;br /&gt;0ver 40 bucks (I assumed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the meal is going to over. You know...&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers like to have a lot of stupid games&lt;br /&gt;playing around in the mind. We competed who&lt;br /&gt;can eat the ice cream in the fastest speed.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I ate for 4 sticks. And who can&lt;br /&gt;drink the fastest... A lot of crazy stuffs though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that night, I went to bed earlier. Around 12...&lt;br /&gt;and everything was just fine. Then I felt my teeth&lt;br /&gt;start to protest... For not taking care of them. T-T&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep... I was rolling on my bed, woke up, took&lt;br /&gt;some pain killers, and drank water. I did everything I&lt;br /&gt;could. And still I felt ill with my teeth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally I realized, actually the pain was coming from&lt;br /&gt;the jaw. Due to taking a lot of ice cream in a short time.&lt;br /&gt;And I fall asleep around 3am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like chunsheng said... Paid 20 bucks to get a toothache..&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.. It's really not worth it... Anyway, I'd a lot of fun&lt;br /&gt;that night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-8288973683273604596?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/8288973683273604596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=8288973683273604596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8288973683273604596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8288973683273604596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/02/toothache-aka-jaw-pain.html' title='Toothache aka jaw pain'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7026548803814732146</id><published>2010-01-31T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T04:12:14.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass Out</title><content type='html'>So, lately I talked to somebody about these&lt;br /&gt;passed out memories. Then I drilled into my mind&lt;br /&gt;and recall, when, what, why and how they happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I could remember. I did pass out for four times.&lt;br /&gt;(Or maybe more than that) The first time, I remember&lt;br /&gt;when I was 5 or 6 years old. I felt drowsiness when I was&lt;br /&gt;brushing my teeth... Because I drunk and I have a minor&lt;br /&gt;epilepsy. Sounds wicked? Uh... I don't think so.. Maybe&lt;br /&gt;my body couldn't tolerate with a tiny bit of beer.&lt;br /&gt;At least, no medicinal care was required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time was in the bathroom... I rushed back&lt;br /&gt;from school with bicycle and went for bath. And I felt&lt;br /&gt;dizzy, I was thinking what is happening. Then I walked&lt;br /&gt;to the mirror, and watched myself in it.. The next moment,&lt;br /&gt;I was lying on the floor. And I had a weird dream... So, it&lt;br /&gt;might be due to not enough blood to my head... It's&lt;br /&gt;normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third time was in the bathroom too! But it was&lt;br /&gt;different from last time. I rushed back from the school&lt;br /&gt;again... And guess what? My tank was fulled. If I didn't&lt;br /&gt;empty, either I'm going to die for bladder burst or die for&lt;br /&gt;urine... =P&lt;br /&gt;I felt the plumping of the vessels... and kinda tired..&lt;br /&gt;I was pee pee, I couldn't just sit down. So I thought I&lt;br /&gt;might just close my eyes. The next moment I heard my&lt;br /&gt;maid calling me from downstairs and I was wet. (Ops...&lt;br /&gt;definitely not because of my pee pee) Because a huge bang,&lt;br /&gt;my maid heard me and tried to call me, what just happened.&lt;br /&gt;I had a minor epilepsy again, that's why I was wet. I kicked&lt;br /&gt;the tub at the side and the water spilled on me... A little bit&lt;br /&gt;injured near my ear and it's alright now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very last time will be in the bar or the pub... Kinda embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;I took some cigarettes and beers. And maybe few brands&lt;br /&gt;of cigarette. I felt hot inside and cold outside... and i passed out&lt;br /&gt;again. And I freak hionghseng up. Sorry for that... =(&lt;br /&gt;I afraid he won't dare to call me up again... And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop trying it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now I'm wondering am I low blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I afford those? But I think my BP is normal&lt;br /&gt;when I went to medical check up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7026548803814732146?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7026548803814732146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7026548803814732146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7026548803814732146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7026548803814732146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/01/pass-out.html' title='Pass Out'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5833685392216216872</id><published>2010-01-23T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:50:53.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free topic</title><content type='html'>I just don't have anything which&lt;br /&gt;I think is funny to share or what I thought&lt;br /&gt;I should share. I just came by and post something&lt;br /&gt;just to keep it fresh... I think I'm kinda&lt;br /&gt;understand the feeling of KT. A not-blogging-mode&lt;br /&gt;feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of classes is still bearable.&lt;br /&gt;I can still free writing here, facebook, watch drama&lt;br /&gt;and chit chat with my lovely friends. I guess&lt;br /&gt;it only last for at most 2 weeks, then it will follow&lt;br /&gt;by heavy chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this feeling that, this year is gonna be a good year.&lt;br /&gt;But why...? Ask god, I just feel so... It might&lt;br /&gt;be wrong though... Now I just tried to be an animal&lt;br /&gt;which follows its instinct to live...&lt;br /&gt;The next event I am looking forward will be&lt;br /&gt;the reunion of relatives... and have fun! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY! Don't fail me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5833685392216216872?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5833685392216216872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5833685392216216872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5833685392216216872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5833685392216216872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/01/free-topic.html' title='Free topic'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7815937043612239023</id><published>2010-01-16T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:55:46.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, I'm going back to AIMST.&lt;br /&gt;What a miserable place to go... From the&lt;br /&gt;first day I'd been there, i don't like that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, it is totally rural.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am living in the jungle, a totally&lt;br /&gt;21st centuries Tarzan. OooEeeOoo OooOuu~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I don't find it any better than&lt;br /&gt;other universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, it's a secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to pack my stuff, my clothes,&lt;br /&gt;my laptop, and blah blah... I wonder what's the&lt;br /&gt;feel of being in the school or place you don't like.&lt;br /&gt;MISERY! What to do then? Change to another U?&lt;br /&gt;Great~! I wonder which U is going to accept me.&lt;br /&gt;Drop out from the U, Great, Great! I wonder what&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, going back to AIMST is a must.&lt;br /&gt;And Wendy sms-ed me few days back, when she&lt;br /&gt;feels that I don't really satisfy with my current life.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate it.. Thanks her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, need to re-check my pack.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I feel great to type in English again... Hahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7815937043612239023?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7815937043612239023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7815937043612239023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7815937043612239023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7815937043612239023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/01/packing.html' title='Packing'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4877326060082440863</id><published>2010-01-11T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T07:35:15.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>期待</title><content type='html'>最近是不是有点太黑了？&lt;br /&gt;好像突然有好多很不顺心的事发生了。&lt;br /&gt;可是我又能做什么呢？什么都不能做，&lt;br /&gt;应该只有接受吧？我之前总是觉得自己&lt;br /&gt;还蛮幸运的，不过最近就不是了。是不是我的&lt;br /&gt;气数已尽？是不是我做了很多伤天害理的事？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是。这都是生命中的另一个关卡，一个&lt;br /&gt;让我更加好的考验吧？虽然是很不愿意，&lt;br /&gt;可是也学会了接受，不知为何的确比以前&lt;br /&gt;容易放得开，为什么？我到现在其实&lt;br /&gt;也是一头雾水呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唯一能做的事就是等待新的开始。&lt;br /&gt;新的开始可能会更艰辛，不过读书嘛，也不&lt;br /&gt;可能会不辛苦一点的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4877326060082440863?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4877326060082440863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=4877326060082440863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4877326060082440863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4877326060082440863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_11.html' title='期待'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1404732399122931683</id><published>2010-01-09T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:11:21.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>矛盾</title><content type='html'>我们的生活总是会有很多的矛盾吧？&lt;br /&gt;明明是那么想，可是却又不想那么做;&lt;br /&gt;又或者是不想别人那么做，自己又做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我总是觉得没必要为了一点点小事，&lt;br /&gt;就跟我说谢道歉或什么的，因为我觉得&lt;br /&gt;抱歉应该是用在更加有意义的事情上；&lt;br /&gt;没有必要为了一点点小事跟我说对不起。&lt;br /&gt;不然所谓的抱歉，忏悔就好像失去了它的意义。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是自己还是会为了一些琐碎事，&lt;br /&gt;跟对其他所惹到的人道歉。还是对我来说&lt;br /&gt;就是一些琐碎事其实也是一样很重要？&lt;br /&gt;那为什么我又不喜欢别人为了一点点&lt;br /&gt;事情就一直跟我道歉呢？&lt;br /&gt;那么又有什么事情是真正的重要呢？&lt;br /&gt;我不知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们也常常说做人不要太屌，不要太懒屎。&lt;br /&gt;因为很没有礼貌，也很欠扁。可是我们都会&lt;br /&gt;看到很多人为了一点点小事而沾沾自喜，&lt;br /&gt;过后又很不识相的跟人炫耀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然我们会说这是很不好的事，&lt;br /&gt;可是抚着自己的良心想想，自己又&lt;br /&gt;何尝没有试过为了一点点小事而&lt;br /&gt;沾沾自喜，然后又无意间说到他人心里的&lt;br /&gt;痛处。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们常常羡慕其他人的成绩很好的时候，&lt;br /&gt;他人却总是为自己所拥有的还是很不满。&lt;br /&gt;很自然的会想到“都这么好了，还不知足；&lt;br /&gt;然后一直埋怨自己考不好，那我们不是很惨?”&lt;br /&gt;这么说，倒像是在说人的贪婪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不过如果说你拿到了比其他人更好的&lt;br /&gt;成绩的时候，你又会不会想说“为什么我&lt;br /&gt;考到那么差的？如果再拿高一点点就好咯”？&lt;br /&gt;矛盾就出在这里，我们总是说其他人为自己&lt;br /&gt;所得的感到不满，可是自己又何尝不是无意间&lt;br /&gt;犯下了呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再来就是谢谢、谢谢。&lt;br /&gt;这个词，很常用吧？可是我不喜欢其他人&lt;br /&gt;为了一点点小事跟我说谢谢。因为都是&lt;br /&gt;一些小事，也没有帮到什么，谢谢可以免了吧？&lt;br /&gt;可是当你真的帮了人又没有得到他人对你说&lt;br /&gt;谢谢，又觉得怪怪地。为什么我变得好像帮她/他&lt;br /&gt;是理所当然的？结果就会觉得很不快。&lt;br /&gt;我这种矛盾的想法，真的很奇怪；奇怪到好像&lt;br /&gt;有点病。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么总是要分重要不重要；&lt;br /&gt;值得不值得；应该不应该；正还是负？&lt;br /&gt;为什么老是要分开好或不好？为什么老是&lt;br /&gt;要有些没有必要的理论、原则？为什么&lt;br /&gt;总是要有一大堆的理由才可以？算是我&lt;br /&gt;极端惹的祸吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1404732399122931683?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1404732399122931683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1404732399122931683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1404732399122931683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1404732399122931683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='矛盾'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-3628791650144856580</id><published>2010-01-05T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:36:33.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>20，21，22··· ···&lt;br /&gt;21?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个从来不会带给我任何感觉的数字，&lt;br /&gt;就在台湾观摩团之后，烙在我的脑海里。&lt;br /&gt;这21天有很多我永远都不会再有的回忆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是啊···&lt;br /&gt;从我们刚下机的时候，我们都像是过路人，&lt;br /&gt;谁也不认识谁，谁也不在乎谁，各自在心底&lt;br /&gt;盘算这个那个。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是短短地21天，我们变成一体了。&lt;br /&gt;从陌生到结识，从结识到认识，从认识到了解。&lt;br /&gt;也因为如此，多次的催泪弹，把所有人都炸伤了。&lt;br /&gt;泪提崩溃，泪水哗啦哗啦地冲洗了很多人的脸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;问我在台湾见到了什么，说真的，我不能很&lt;br /&gt;清楚的想起。但是很八车的日子却深深印在脑海里。&lt;br /&gt;忠辰、小安、大Q。&lt;br /&gt;这三个很伟大的辅导员，一直很辛苦的为我们付出。&lt;br /&gt;很努力地逗我们欢笑，很努力地介绍台湾给我们，&lt;br /&gt;很努力地让八车团结在一起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忠辰，每次淅沥巴拉的说个不停，梗也用不完。&lt;br /&gt;这个说完，说那个。玩乐的时候，不分年龄，&lt;br /&gt;不分辈分的跟我们闹成一团。严肃的时候，又凶得&lt;br /&gt;要死。可是这样的辅导员并不讨人厌，反之让我更加的&lt;br /&gt;尊敬与喜欢他。他无意间教导了我许多事，我很&lt;br /&gt;感激他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小安，每次都被迫扁着嘴被泼冷水，即使当个丑角&lt;br /&gt;也不计较。当我们整车的情绪都在最紧绷的时候跳&lt;br /&gt;出来，说一些话，做一些动作，让我们松弛&lt;br /&gt;下来。一个团队里，一定会有硬角和软角。&lt;br /&gt;如果说忠辰是硬角的话，小安就是软角。&lt;br /&gt;一硬一软的攻势，其实是很受用的。&lt;br /&gt;小安像个哥哥似的，那种很温柔的哥哥。&lt;br /&gt;真的让我很不舍得，可是人总是要分别的。&lt;br /&gt;送机时，我抱着小安，突然很想哭。&lt;br /&gt;不过又好像哭不出，所以还是算了···&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大Q，一个很文静的女生，她很特别。&lt;br /&gt;即少跟我们抬槓，可是又那么地让人想&lt;br /&gt;跟她聊天。南下的日子，虽然她不能陪我们&lt;br /&gt;同行，但是亦精神上与我们同在，很感谢她。&lt;br /&gt;不知道她是个怎样的人的话，在平常看来，她&lt;br /&gt;就像个专业的带队人，与队员保持一段距离，&lt;br /&gt;避免有太多的感情交错。但其实也不是那样的。&lt;br /&gt;人嘛，都是要靠接触与了解，才能更加深入&lt;br /&gt;的知道对方的“属性”。所以我也讲多无谓。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总之这次观摩的确让我又多一段可贵的回忆，&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你们！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-3628791650144856580?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/3628791650144856580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=3628791650144856580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3628791650144856580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3628791650144856580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2010/01/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4193607702362315926</id><published>2009-10-31T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:26:04.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>暴走的回忆</title><content type='html'>好久好久，我的脑袋长期的放空。&lt;br /&gt;我什么都不去想，为什么呢？&lt;br /&gt;不是我不想它，而是像没有时间&lt;br /&gt;让我想起我应该去想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;借口！我知道，我知道这像是借口。&lt;br /&gt;但是我是说真的。短短的两个星期，&lt;br /&gt;我经历很多很多的事。（至少对我来说是很多）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若是说人每经历了一个难关，&lt;br /&gt;就会更茁壮地成长，我就像是营养&lt;br /&gt;不良的小瓜··· 不不不，是老瓜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为我不觉得我成长了多少。&lt;br /&gt;老师的话常常在我迷茫的时候回荡&lt;br /&gt;于我的思绪 “不要让那个证明你比你想象&lt;br /&gt;中的更好的机会从你手中流失”&lt;br /&gt;虽然我不觉得我学到了什么，我都努力地&lt;br /&gt;抓紧每个难关，熬过去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到了朋友的fb的帐户，从前的回忆一下子&lt;br /&gt;全部都投射在我的脑海。这时我就像是个&lt;br /&gt;失控了的播放机，毫无止境的翻阅着&lt;br /&gt;那些好久好久都不曾碰到的回忆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然那些记忆无法控制地暴走。可是&lt;br /&gt;我却没有阻止它的意念，乐在其中···&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的朋友们，我知道我没有一直跟&lt;br /&gt;你们保持着所谓地好朋友，知己应该&lt;br /&gt;会有的联系。可是这并不代表我已经&lt;br /&gt;忘记了你们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是在我脑海里，问题就像&lt;br /&gt;是来回穿梭的车辆；你们的回忆，就站&lt;br /&gt;在对面的路上的行人。被繁忙又吵杂的&lt;br /&gt;车鸣和车身遮阻。无论对面的你怎么呼喊，&lt;br /&gt;怎么地挥手，我都没办法看清。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多事情都是不在你的控制范围，&lt;br /&gt;你不觉得会发生的事，就莫名地发生了。&lt;br /&gt;何不干脆一点的接受呢？或许它有你想象&lt;br /&gt;不到的好。总之失去尝试的勇气就&lt;br /&gt;失去了梦想。人生就是需要尝试新的一关，&lt;br /&gt;才会比以前更精彩啊！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4193607702362315926?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4193607702362315926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=4193607702362315926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4193607702362315926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4193607702362315926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_31.html' title='暴走的回忆'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-6175903302016392335</id><published>2009-10-21T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:30:54.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shut down</title><content type='html'>I'm really not in the mood of writing in&lt;br /&gt;this blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't have much reader, mostly are my&lt;br /&gt;friends. Sorry that I feel wanna stop writing in&lt;br /&gt;this blog until I'm totally recover from this&lt;br /&gt;stop-writing-mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this blog will shut down until infinity date.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when, but when I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;I mean back to the mood of writing, i will write again.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... Hope by that time, it is totally a daily&lt;br /&gt;update blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ SHUT DOWN ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-6175903302016392335?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/6175903302016392335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=6175903302016392335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6175903302016392335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6175903302016392335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/10/shut-down.html' title='shut down'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2697923690914460232</id><published>2009-10-21T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T03:20:27.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>给舒贤</title><content type='html'>如果你看到了这篇，就请你打开你的&lt;br /&gt;msn，你要的东西都在里面了。&lt;br /&gt;如果还有不明白就留言给我，我会尽早&lt;br /&gt;回复的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2697923690914460232?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2697923690914460232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2697923690914460232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2697923690914460232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2697923690914460232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_21.html' title='给舒贤'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-6076708727715043470</id><published>2009-10-19T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T04:23:02.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>道歉</title><content type='html'>坐在巴士窗旁，时间滴答滴答的跑着，毫不留情地往前跑。&lt;br /&gt;静静地坐着，看着雨水沿着车窗流下，听着自己的心跳。&lt;br /&gt;晓新坐在巴士窗旁，看着等候自己离开的家人，不舍在脸上&lt;br /&gt;表露出来。心里的惭愧急速的侵蚀整个心，懊恼于自己的懦弱，&lt;br /&gt;总是无可奈何地被它控制住。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** 在去巴士站的路上 ***&lt;br /&gt;晓新开始了该死的吵架，一直埋怨着母亲的不是，&lt;br /&gt;一直找着母亲的麻烦，车里的气氛僵到了极点。&lt;br /&gt;天空阴沉，就好像两母子的心情。晓新放肆地发动语言&lt;br /&gt;上的攻击，母亲就像个等待爆发的炸弹。一个不平复到&lt;br /&gt;极点，令一个则忍耐到极点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于母亲再也忍受不住了，爆发，结束了所有的争吵。&lt;br /&gt;可是两个人的心里都不好受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晓新想着“这就是你要给我带回去的心情？”&lt;br /&gt;毫无惭愧之意，顽固地认为自己是对的。但是他已经&lt;br /&gt;很驾轻就熟的隐藏自己的不快，没有人发现任何不妥。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了巴士站后，等待着巴士的到来。妈妈先开口打破&lt;br /&gt;僵局，呼唤着他放下行李，来坐下休息。晓新的心突然&lt;br /&gt;犹如钢针刺入，觉得自己的愚蠢与无知，凡事都太主观&lt;br /&gt;又以自己为重，完全忽略了他人的感受。可是放不下的所谓&lt;br /&gt;尊严，硬是站着不理。母亲再一次的呼唤，他心软了，开始&lt;br /&gt;知道了自己的胸襟永远是那么的渺小。相较下母亲的容量是如此&lt;br /&gt;的深不见底，如何地挥打出去都不会得到反弹。&lt;br /&gt;他走过去，很勉为其难的放下行李，就快快地离开那边，&lt;br /&gt;畏惧着看到母亲的脸，加深自己的愧疚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;巴士到了，就很快地去提起行李，然后冲上了巴士。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** 现在 ***&lt;br /&gt;滴答！&lt;br /&gt;终于都到了，巴士慢慢驶开，提起无力的双手做出了&lt;br /&gt;最后的道别。一路上，晓新反反复复地想着自己的幼稚，&lt;br /&gt;自己的不是，可是于事无补，伤痕已经留下。握紧手心，好&lt;br /&gt;像就要抓破了掌心。巴士走过不平的道路，车内晃动不已，&lt;br /&gt;可是看到车窗里的影像却是如此的清晰。所发生的事历历在目，&lt;br /&gt;虽说不是经过什么沧桑岁月，怎么可能忘记呢？一回想就会感觉&lt;br /&gt;身在其中，重复地经历刚才的愚蠢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚上，晓新拿着电话，一直犹豫着，是否应该打回家？&lt;br /&gt;可是要说什么呢？要怎样说呢？说得出吗？&lt;br /&gt;决定了，晓新拿起电话，拨打着家里的电话。&lt;br /&gt;电话的另一端传出了熟悉的声音，也是期待已久的声音。&lt;br /&gt;心里的情绪全部翻滚起来，开始说些有的没的。&lt;br /&gt;终于，晓新道歉了，说着自己刚才的愚昧，眼眶开始发热。&lt;br /&gt;紧咬着嘴唇，希望自己不会掉泪 。当听到电话另一端，&lt;br /&gt;也传来的抽泣的声音，&lt;br /&gt;此刻他放开了，眼泪不停地流下... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: 如有雷同，纯属虚构 =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-6076708727715043470?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/6076708727715043470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=6076708727715043470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6076708727715043470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6076708727715043470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_19.html' title='道歉'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-8614390489468324551</id><published>2009-10-10T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:29:38.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident</title><content type='html'>Minor accident last night,&lt;br /&gt;no injuries, one victim and one bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Got a scratch and small hump in at the front.&lt;br /&gt;That bastard was lucky because victim hit&lt;br /&gt;the brake quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastard glared at victim, wanted to convince&lt;br /&gt;victim that the bastard was actually the victim.&lt;br /&gt;Trap failed, and he ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood spoiled, whatever~&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to drive anymore for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;p/s: zero-accident record got one black spot. and mummy has to spend to fix. Sorry mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-8614390489468324551?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/8614390489468324551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=8614390489468324551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8614390489468324551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8614390489468324551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/10/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1775062290978033479</id><published>2009-10-03T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T17:43:51.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>另类的天赐</title><content type='html'>理所当然不是我这一生的第一个中秋节。&lt;br /&gt;而是第一个，一个人，又在大学的第一个&lt;br /&gt;中秋节。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有什么特别的感想吗？并没有，其实也挺久&lt;br /&gt;没有庆祝了，所以今年没庆祝也一样。&lt;br /&gt;不过就是没有看到一些中秋节应该有的&lt;br /&gt;气氛，就觉得有点怪怪的，好像没有人知道&lt;br /&gt;昨天就是中秋节。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽说是一个人，但是我并不孤单。&lt;br /&gt;因为你和我，我们互相共鸣。&lt;br /&gt;在他乡努力的朋友，时时牵动我的思绪。&lt;br /&gt;朋友的遭遇更是钩起埋葬了许久的回忆。&lt;br /&gt;如果你们看到我这篇，是不是也会让你&lt;br /&gt;回忆起我们当初的小插曲？我不是马英九，&lt;br /&gt;我不是王力宏；但是我是我。只希望有&lt;br /&gt;权利占用你记忆的小部分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果说我和&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;知己&lt;/span&gt;拥有自己的代号；&lt;br /&gt;那我就是钥匙，&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;就是润滑油。&lt;br /&gt;润滑油的出现，即使生了锈的难题&lt;br /&gt;一样可以顺利打开。可是钥匙对润滑油，&lt;br /&gt;却是一无用处。有点懊恼自己的无能，&lt;br /&gt;惟有心里默默亦真诚的祝福&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;。有需要我&lt;br /&gt;的地方请敲敲我的电话，随时替&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;减减压，提提&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;，扶着&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;，让&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;撑过去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果别人被赐予一部吸尘机，&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;却被赐予一把扫把，&lt;br /&gt;不代表你不值得拥有更好的天赐，而是&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;有比别人&lt;br /&gt;更不同的路要走，就要看&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;会不会走出你该有&lt;br /&gt;的另一个天地。不要只顾看着前方，看看地上，&lt;br /&gt;被世人唾弃的垃圾里，就会有别人不会注意到的&lt;br /&gt;第二个天赐。如果是&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;，你应该知道这是为&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而写的吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1775062290978033479?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1775062290978033479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1775062290978033479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1775062290978033479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1775062290978033479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='另类的天赐'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7201830289453351766</id><published>2009-10-02T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:23:45.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time Seriously Need Your Help! God!</title><content type='html'>I always don't believe God. Not that I don't wanna believe&lt;br /&gt;in You. But I don't think I have a need from You.&lt;br /&gt;But this time is different. I feel want to help.&lt;br /&gt;And I felt helpless. So, I pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm sort of bastard, that only pray from You&lt;br /&gt;when I need you. But this time, I seriously have this&lt;br /&gt;urge to pray real hard. Just hope that You can spear&lt;br /&gt;a little bit time. Lend out Your hand to Edmund's dad&lt;br /&gt;and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please! Even when I need something, I didn't pray&lt;br /&gt;this hard just to get what I want. I will accept whatever&lt;br /&gt;it comes. But I really don't want my best friend to go&lt;br /&gt;through this tragic. This is awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You, Edmund and your family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7201830289453351766?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7201830289453351766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7201830289453351766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7201830289453351766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7201830289453351766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-time-seriously-need-your-help-god.html' title='First Time Seriously Need Your Help! God!'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2918268939109425681</id><published>2009-10-01T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:19:47.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry Earth</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since the last English blog.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why would I even write this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I just felt that I wanted to. I have this urge to&lt;br /&gt;speak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the time when I was a kid, a real small kid I mean.&lt;br /&gt;It's rarely to hear of any disaster comes upon us,&lt;br /&gt;upon the earth, and the land we live on.&lt;br /&gt;So, whenever there was a disaster occurring,&lt;br /&gt;the first reaction we would see is as following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Eih! Did you hear of it that xxxx has this tsunami?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"What? Of course I did! The first page of every newspapers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Do you know how many inhabitants had died?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Ya! It's like 400 something victims and 700 plus has not been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;found!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Up there was a conversation like 10 years ago or maybe 12 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*Not important though*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;For present will be as follow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;"Eih! Did you hear that xxxx has this 7.6 earthquake!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;"Huh? Ooo... And then?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;"It's like thousands of people die! HELLO~!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;"Oo.. Fine, I get it.. And?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People get immune with the frequent disaster&lt;br /&gt;that occurred. When I was still a child, disaster&lt;br /&gt;was like once for ten years. Now, disaster is 3 or 4 times&lt;br /&gt;for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the sign that earth has given up. The earth seems to&lt;br /&gt;want a revenge. It wants human to taste the effects&lt;br /&gt;we brought to it. Many people do realize the pain&lt;br /&gt;we brought to earth. They have their own way to&lt;br /&gt;warn others to take care of the earth. Through movies,&lt;br /&gt;songs, advertisement, books and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when things come to profit, people will ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;They can foresee the long term effects and the short term&lt;br /&gt;benefits. How on earth people have the brain to create a&lt;br /&gt;space rocket can't predict the future? They do, and they ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't help sometimes or maybe all the times.&lt;br /&gt;People always get tempted by the benefits we have in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;Moderation has never existed in their mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mortals don't know how to have things enough,&lt;br /&gt;love things enough, give things enough, dig things enough,&lt;br /&gt;throw things away enough and earn things enough.&lt;br /&gt;They just have the urge to fight among the other competitors&lt;br /&gt;and prove they are more saint or cleverer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, M country still couldn't help but stirring the&lt;br /&gt;politics with their filthy hands. They don't even know&lt;br /&gt;there might be an earthquake just after he or she won&lt;br /&gt;the election. Hahaha... Then I would LOL for god sake.&lt;br /&gt;Finally HE show me that HE do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wanna say is people just have to build up&lt;br /&gt;the moderation, always appreciate with what they&lt;br /&gt;have already. If they do wanna explore new technology,&lt;br /&gt;please do it by having a plan to maintain the destruction&lt;br /&gt;they have created. Having this "enough" attitude is&lt;br /&gt;a real hard thing to do, but I just want them to&lt;br /&gt;learn how to have things enough in daily life.&lt;br /&gt;That would be enough for me already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2918268939109425681?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2918268939109425681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2918268939109425681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2918268939109425681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SsNbIEKgn1I/AAAAAAAAAVI/WPM-uXp-Ltk/s1600-h/3163521010_d35f4918b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SsNbIEKgn1I/AAAAAAAAAVI/WPM-uXp-Ltk/s400/3163521010_d35f4918b7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387249773380149074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于都累了，看到无穷无尽的子弹，&lt;br /&gt;被一连串的扫射。纵使身披最厚的避弹衣，&lt;br /&gt;也被伤得体无完肤，累了，所有力量传到&lt;br /&gt;四肢，都像石沉大海，身体再也不听使唤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长期的在外独自奋战，终于也得到了负效应。&lt;br /&gt;爆破声此起彼落，碎片飞射，所有感觉都被&lt;br /&gt;潜意识的封闭，尝试阻挡外界的不良因素。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;警报响起，听不见，就像聋了似的。&lt;br /&gt;再次的敲响，依然不为所动，也感觉不到。&lt;br /&gt;为了抗敌，所有士兵都得上场。警报再次&lt;br /&gt;不辞劳苦的猛催，声音一丝丝的传入耳内。&lt;br /&gt;如梦初醒，才发现必须再次地站上沙场。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再也收不到家书，发觉原来真的好累了，&lt;br /&gt;就只是一张纸都能够能让自己有所依靠。&lt;br /&gt;迟迟不来的家书，担心自己被渐渐的遗忘。&lt;br /&gt;再也不重要，咬紧牙关挨下去，原来不能。&lt;br /&gt;原来不再是无坚不摧，只是玻璃之心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就在彻底的放弃，交出自己的时候，&lt;br /&gt;空中射出一线曙光，希望降临了...&lt;br /&gt;眼泪再也不受控制的流下，才发觉原来&lt;br /&gt;这就是久违了的眼泪，那个已经被抛弃了的反应，&lt;br /&gt;再次苏醒。拾起掉落的枪械，决定的了！&lt;br /&gt;决定勇敢的走下去，定会找到自己的天堂。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1213588133941579126?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1213588133941579126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1213588133941579126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1213588133941579126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1213588133941579126'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;大学，我是不是在读大学啊？是有点疑惑，大学&lt;br /&gt;都是多姿多彩的；我的却有点沉闷。所以我在怀疑&lt;br /&gt;是我的大学有问题，还是过去那些说的人老点我？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;长期的与外界隔绝，有点变得井底之蛙了。还好有个很好很好&lt;br /&gt;的女生，说她会让我 up-to-date 而不是 “down-to-date”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;班上有个超能力小姐哦，其实不知道他算不算小姐啦~&lt;br /&gt;因为她像年轻版的&lt;a href="http://120.img.pp.sohu.com/images/blog/2008/2/20/11/21/118d28e05c7.jpg"&gt;肥姐&lt;/a&gt;，所以我管她叫“大只妹”。她有什么&lt;br /&gt;超能力呢？跟“沈殿霞”的名字很接近哦，就是“闪电侠”~！&lt;br /&gt;为什么她既然跟我的英雄拥有同样的超能力呢？我很不爽。&lt;br /&gt;可是我也无可奈何呀，天意弄人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都说是“闪电侠”，超能力当然是快速冲射咯。&lt;br /&gt;班上的常规就是会从讲师的电脑拿一个副本，方便我们&lt;br /&gt;日后的温习。这些都是等讲师离开后的事。可是大只妹&lt;br /&gt;就有这个能力，讲师屁股才刚离开座位，视线跟随着讲师。&lt;br /&gt;突然！有股黑影“嘘！”一声，迅雷不及掩耳！就看到大只妹&lt;br /&gt;屁股牢牢地粘在讲师的椅子上，沾沾自喜的拿副本。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很幸运。因为大只妹不认识我，所以就算无意间让&lt;br /&gt;她看到了我这篇，她也不会好意思向我开炮。&lt;br /&gt;如果她认识我，一定会马力全开，向我冲来，把我撞在&lt;br /&gt;墙上，血肉模糊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;物理的哲学，势头(momentum) = 速度(velocity) x 重量(mass)&lt;br /&gt;速度之快，已经说过了，加上大如肥姐。&lt;br /&gt;我又只是皮包骨一个，再用上冲力(impulsive force)原理=Force除time&lt;br /&gt;滞留时间少等于 time 是微不足道 , Force保持。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以impulsive force + momentum = 破坏力无法想象！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结论就是，她是太阳，我是地球。太阳撞地球，地球毁灭！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-8191736568290520393?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/8191736568290520393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=8191736568290520393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8191736568290520393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8191736568290520393'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;我的内心一直挣扎，不可以浪费食物，拿了就要吃完。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;良知 “嘭！” 一声，对我说“你不可以浪费食物！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;罪恶也来凑热闹 ：“你别听他的，不想吃，就丢&lt;br /&gt;了吧！何必那么辛苦？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“可是拿了不吃，很浪费啊！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“就算他不拿，别人拿了，一样是丢掉的啦。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不可以！世上还有很多人都没得吃；有得吃就不要浪费！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你这么厉害，为什么你不吃？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果.....&lt;br /&gt;我被赦免了....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5183674886822089008?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5183674886822089008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5183674886822089008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;又有一张瓜子脸。长得白白的，怪可爱。她是图书管理员，&lt;br /&gt;在学校里，有职位的，像学长啊什么之类的，就需要打领带。&lt;br /&gt;小贤的领带，总是挂着很多东西，走路时就会叮当地响着，&lt;br /&gt;然后照光会反射。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为她，下课总往图书馆跑，因为可以看到她。结果书卡很快&lt;br /&gt;就填满了。后来跟小贤熟络了，她就喜欢白我一句&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你真的有看那么多书吗？” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就很厚脸皮的说 “那当然！谁叫你长得好看啊？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你说什么？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“没有啊（傻笑）...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;。。。。。。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小贤跟我读不同班，所以要见她就得死命往图书馆跑。&lt;br /&gt;有一次我问她&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“为什么你的领带要挂那么多东西哦？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“因为我喜欢啊...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“喜欢什么哦？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我喜欢亮闪闪和叮叮响的东西啊~”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“哦... 那你一定很喜欢看僵尸戏咯...” “为什么？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“因为僵尸戏都有叮叮当当的声音嘛”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“傻瓜”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“是啦。被你传染的。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来，小贤见到我，就喜欢呼我“小傻瓜”。她都跟朋友在一起，&lt;br /&gt;所以我都没敢过去，就僵硬的笑笑，然后快点转身。&lt;br /&gt;往后在图书馆里，都会见她跟我瞎胡闹，荒废工作... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;~“傻瓜！你在乱写什么？！” 不远处传来小贤的声音~&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/4105401948201918952-5700668708335959546?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5700668708335959546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5700668708335959546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5700668708335959546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5700668708335959546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='图书馆里的小贤'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7282103074608693089</id><published>2009-09-17T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T04:29:37.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it! Today is just not my lucky day!&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought tomorrow will be Friday,&lt;br /&gt;then I will be going home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have A total hypergood mood today.&lt;br /&gt;Anything bad happen, I will just let it go away.&lt;br /&gt;Then until almost the end of today, I found that&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my spec!! This is just not right!&lt;br /&gt;My spec T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scanned through every where. Every single path&lt;br /&gt;that I passed and walked by. But I've never get&lt;br /&gt;any feedback from the luckiness. And my mood&lt;br /&gt;just fall down to the cleft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called my mum, and told her about this.&lt;br /&gt;I was so relief that she didn't scold me...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks her... No mood to continue..&lt;br /&gt;byeZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7282103074608693089?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7282103074608693089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7282103074608693089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7282103074608693089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7282103074608693089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/09/damn-it-today-is-just-not-my-lucky-day.html' title=''/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-32055033622560541</id><published>2009-09-12T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:37:12.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PharmSa</title><content type='html'>What is pharmsa? I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;This is what I heard from my class rap and saw&lt;br /&gt;it from the t-shirt we are supposed to wear during the&lt;br /&gt;pharmacy day. So, I take it as pharmacy day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nobody is going to care what the hell&lt;br /&gt;it stands for, right? Actually I don't wanna join&lt;br /&gt;the so-called pharmsa, because I really don't wanna&lt;br /&gt;pay for others to come and make fool of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the director or head or whatever faculty of pharmacy&lt;br /&gt;just came into our class and said that the sign up students&lt;br /&gt;are very disappointing. And then it had shifted to compulsory.&lt;br /&gt;Okie, fine! Then I will go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went for this pharmsa, which organized to give us (the&lt;br /&gt;newcomer) an opportunity to interact with our senior.&lt;br /&gt;The whole game is kinda stiff, not bored! But A total Stiff!&lt;br /&gt;The attires we were informed to wear just seem didn't&lt;br /&gt;fit with the game..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every group has to decipher the clues given which lead&lt;br /&gt;us to complete the task. My injured knee just got worsen!&lt;br /&gt;Eleh... Nvm, I probably not going for the next year..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my group beats other groups and win!!&lt;br /&gt;Aye aye Captain! We're "The Duke"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok... What I said above isn't that important...&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is the team which&lt;br /&gt;unable to finish in the time given, will be penalized!&lt;br /&gt;Hoho.... Let's see how they got punished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5cad8eec8974de5c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5cad8eec8974de5c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330333724%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D577360280DA21A992156559EC7E877D368FD39A1.3995A7C1BA88D8804B7BF29F98F361E3D611DD93%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5cad8eec8974de5c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvG73N8mM-2muEn9wXPf9FZcLjpg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5cad8eec8974de5c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330333724%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D577360280DA21A992156559EC7E877D368FD39A1.3995A7C1BA88D8804B7BF29F98F361E3D611DD93%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5cad8eec8974de5c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvG73N8mM-2muEn9wXPf9FZcLjpg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... And it's not really that bad... despite&lt;br /&gt;some flaws... It was fun... and tiring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-32055033622560541?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/32055033622560541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=32055033622560541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/32055033622560541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/32055033622560541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/09/pharmsa.html' title='PharmSa'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-3373536187716012717</id><published>2009-09-10T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:39:45.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starvation!</title><content type='html'>Every weekdays, days go on without stop.&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward for every Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because it is the beginning of the relaxing days.&lt;br /&gt;Due to only one hour class for Friday, follow by Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe it's not the same circumstance for other colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;We have "Today's Special" for everyday. And the special meal for&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night was western food.. like chicken chop, french fried,&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are only started to give out on 7pm or after.&lt;br /&gt;But people started to rush to the cafeteria. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of not getting the special chop of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about me? I don't really care because I was busy in&lt;br /&gt;chatting with my friend... and I would rather postpone my&lt;br /&gt;dinner. Then my course-mate bumped into my msn...&lt;br /&gt;And tell me today's special is western food!! Need to go earlier,&lt;br /&gt;if not no chop for us already...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then only I remembered. Fine.. Then I ask him to go queue&lt;br /&gt;up first then I will cut the queue after my bath...&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7e962b45d2300b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D007e962b45d2300b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330333724%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33E019925505462656CEA58A8190A05EB6250B3B.7FF8C5C061ED26F1D2A52B2E5C3D6771D3995A36%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e962b45d2300b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTviSl5BESfbarAtsmHzoTD-eoRM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D007e962b45d2300b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330333724%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33E019925505462656CEA58A8190A05EB6250B3B.7FF8C5C061ED26F1D2A52B2E5C3D6771D3995A36%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e962b45d2300b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTviSl5BESfbarAtsmHzoTD-eoRM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Thursday night was the only night, I can see most of&lt;br /&gt;the faces of the colleagues over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: I was not that enthusiasm with western food, but I was starving... And they do provide meals other than western food. I guess people just like to be in the middle of crowd.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-3373536187716012717?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/3373536187716012717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=3373536187716012717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3373536187716012717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3373536187716012717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/09/starvation.html' title='Starvation!'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7449351875392385270</id><published>2009-09-05T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T07:10:00.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crap... I received a call. And I don't have it&lt;br /&gt;in my contact list. So, I was wonder who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get the call... The caller(C), Me(k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: "Ini Mr. Yong kaiheng?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: " Uh huh? Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: "Kamu telah menang sebuah kereta!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I was thinking what the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;Am I that lucky? I win a lammy car&lt;br /&gt;from nothing!! &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nono! I was thinking that&lt;br /&gt;am I that lucky, i got this chance to scold on&lt;br /&gt;this bastard who trying to cheat me.. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was waiting for the chance, and he&lt;br /&gt;gave up and laughed. I thought, what the fuck... Lame Liar.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't even perform a good lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I knew it was my brother...&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. He called, to ask me how was I.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... It's not really a style of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm very happy because he concerned&lt;br /&gt;about my life over here. Ya know.. It's like&lt;br /&gt;an unexpected call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad I can't see him in Grand's&lt;br /&gt;birthday. He is too busy with his assignment.&lt;br /&gt;So, I will have to wait for another few months,&lt;br /&gt;I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7449351875392385270?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7449351875392385270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7449351875392385270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7449351875392385270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7449351875392385270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/09/call.html' title='A Call'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5153808410995789625</id><published>2009-09-03T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:38:44.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Target of Khan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can I consider me, myself, I bad luck&lt;br /&gt;forever? Erh... Forever in some sort of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was just fine today. And goes on as&lt;br /&gt;usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have this V friend who used to skip some classes.&lt;br /&gt;And he like to ask for our favor, to sign him in in&lt;br /&gt;the attendance list. Then I "crowmouth", talked a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe today, the lecturer Khan will check on&lt;br /&gt;the attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the lecture, I was discussing with C.Sheng&lt;br /&gt;about the naming of the isomer. Then this Lecturer&lt;br /&gt;Khan accused me for chatting with my friend&lt;br /&gt;during the class. I was okie with it, because I&lt;br /&gt;wasn't chatting with my friend, so I don't&lt;br /&gt;give him a damn. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the lecture, he said he wants to&lt;br /&gt;know each of us and then started to shout out&lt;br /&gt;our name. And he found out that V friend's attendance&lt;br /&gt;was marked without present. OMG! See! Next time&lt;br /&gt;don't "crowmouth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said he will make a target with the most&lt;br /&gt;suspicious in the class. He told the course rap, it must&lt;br /&gt;has to do with the guys sitting at the back row.&lt;br /&gt;OMG! He is not only genius in Organic and also&lt;br /&gt;genius in making guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not the one who signed it. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;But when I felt that I will be his "favourite"&lt;br /&gt;student from today onwards. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I feel Facking&lt;br /&gt;No Mood! &lt;/span&gt;Arh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEAVE ME ALONE! Doc. KHAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5153808410995789625?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5153808410995789625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5153808410995789625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5153808410995789625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5153808410995789625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/09/target-of-khan.html' title='Target of Khan'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7048213496294277792</id><published>2009-09-02T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T03:35:56.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unite?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check on the calendar... Hmm... 18th is&lt;br /&gt;still look so far away from today. But who cares?&lt;br /&gt;I'm already full loaded... Ready to shoot!&lt;br /&gt;Getting to meet all my relatives, is somehow&lt;br /&gt;a scenario that I'm looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last gather was like during the CNY.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm that kinda stick-home type male.&lt;br /&gt;Not sissy, okie? Is love home! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, konsortium website is flood.&lt;br /&gt;I was having problem in selecting the seat&lt;br /&gt;I want. Luckily KT showed up and do me a&lt;br /&gt;favor... And I hope he will forget my password&lt;br /&gt;which I gave him. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless..! Everything goes one as my plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7048213496294277792?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7048213496294277792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7048213496294277792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7048213496294277792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7048213496294277792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/09/unite.html' title='Unite?'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1355410271980285102</id><published>2009-09-01T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T04:00:42.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>内疚</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s:这篇有点无聊，不爽别怪我啊~！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从我拿到成绩那一天，心情都不是很好。就算看起来都&lt;br /&gt;不怎么像是被成绩缠绕的样子。哈哈哈！我看我是很好的&lt;br /&gt;演员吧！我知道至少在家里我是。妈从来都不需要担心我&lt;br /&gt;别的事，除了健康问题。她都觉得我是最不会有什么事。&lt;br /&gt;家里大小事，通常都是跟我说，我理说当然的觉得很高兴。&lt;br /&gt;因为我妈就不需要担心我，为我操心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，长期的掩盖我的问题，开始有点爆走。脾气自成绩&lt;br /&gt;揭晓后开始暴躁... 对所有的事亦失去耐心。&lt;br /&gt;每次谈到读书的事，我都显得特别没耐心。一谈到读书，&lt;br /&gt;我就不自禁的想起我的成绩。结果妈说多几句，就引&lt;br /&gt;来我的抱怨及搏嘴。虽然我觉得很不该，但是冲口而出&lt;br /&gt;的话都是不经大脑。所以妈也开始不敢对我啰嗦。&lt;br /&gt;这让我有种莫名的心痛，感觉跟妈有了无谓的间隔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慢慢对妈的所有亦感到不满，变得自暴自弃，觉得&lt;br /&gt;做什么都算了，没人会关心。很快地，读书申请被&lt;br /&gt;接纳了，有股要拔腿而逃的感觉，我不希望离开。觉得&lt;br /&gt;有点后悔，跟妈的关系闹得那么缰以后，还没来得及&lt;br /&gt;修复好，就得离开了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是我已经没有时间再作任何弥补了。接下来就是&lt;br /&gt;漫长的四年读书生涯，不是说没有回家，可是是十分&lt;br /&gt;不足于消除那层透明的隔膜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忙着收拾，匆忙间总会&lt;br /&gt;遗漏了什么的。这时我终于发现我彻底的错了！&lt;br /&gt;妈总是无怨无悔的，跑遍整个地区，填补用品&lt;br /&gt;什么的，入学所需。带着我跑遍双溪大年.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看着妈为我操心，我似乎感觉到荷尔蒙，在我体内蔓延，&lt;br /&gt;催促眼泪狂飙。可是我死命按住，如果我跟我妈说&lt;br /&gt;我很感动，她一定有一刹那觉得我发神经了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;渐渐地，我觉得自己的牢骚是多么的渺小；&lt;br /&gt;当面对妈无求回报的付出，更加是无耻可笑。&lt;br /&gt;原来自以为很懂事的我其实才是最不懂事，又幼稚一个&lt;br /&gt;臭小子！我已经厌倦了那种自大的自己，又自以为是。&lt;br /&gt;我希望有所改变。去吧！跑吧！去追求改变吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When you ask for a change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Do God gives you a "changed" you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Or God gives you chance to change, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And you go for the chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1355410271980285102?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1355410271980285102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1355410271980285102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1355410271980285102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1355410271980285102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/09/ps.html' title='内疚'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2629853719507865177</id><published>2009-08-27T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T03:05:43.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week in AIMST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow! First of all... I want to say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;'AIMST! You bastard! You should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;have told me what to bring before I go to the Uni!'&lt;/span&gt; I have to skip classes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for the monday and follow my mum to buy me the accessories for class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What kinda accessories? Clothes of course! I have to buy formal shirt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for lecture hours. Lame, right? But they left me no choice. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;IDIOT Samy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apparently, I don't have much time to join my mum for the lunch or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;dinner. Kinda disappointing, can't really have a farewell with her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;T-T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went back to my hostel around 7pm. And met my roomies, they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;are totally not a medicine student type... Hahaha... I thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;most of the med. students are total geek. But not for them~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They are funny and nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I met new friends of course. But only one that I like to stick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;with. My buddy? I don't know... Can't sure about it. Will post &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;up his photo if I have a chance, you know, it's not really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;easy to snap some people who you just knew for couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Cough*... Actually it's just three days... xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Talking about three days, I was there for three days lectures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe not complete for the third day. I already skip class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hahaha... Another rocket fast attitude. My roomie scoffed me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for went in study a week later after the commencement date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And started to skip class after I studied three days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hohoho... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't mean it... I need to settle things down. And this would be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the last time too. How big is AIMST? Can anyone answer me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I googled it, but I didn't expect the answer I want. I guess &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;google is not my best friends. So I always fail to get my answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But it takes time like 5 ~ 7 minutes to reach the faculty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;department from campus. And like 15~20 minutes from hostels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;to the front door. LOL... Kill me! I haven't tried out the facilities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;over there yet... Looking forward~ =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p/s: will try to upload photos if i did snap some, I have lab coat too... but i hate it..i look puffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2629853719507865177?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2629853719507865177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2629853719507865177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2629853719507865177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2629853719507865177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-week-in-aimst.html' title='First Week in AIMST'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5484331739400423468</id><published>2009-08-21T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T02:19:20.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocket Fast</title><content type='html'>So, I was so busy when I found out that AIMST actually has &lt;div&gt;an intake this month. Then I told my mum about it. Me and she&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(actually is only she) were so busy, phoned here and there. Just &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like don't wanna let any chance slip away from the fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I felt wanna run away, it was like happening too fast. I knew &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it today(monday) then I have to go next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was afraid, and want to pull off from this business. It is not really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a big deal if I knew it last month. This is kinda rush, like A F1 rush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew it in the last minute. But if I'm not going to enroll it, I would &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have to wait for the next intake, next august or july. Please, I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would be a year older, youth run away, wrinkle comes out, grow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more beard, one year away from my marriage, one year away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from earning money.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"Hey! Stop Being Sissy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:180%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But I have no choice, I guess. Like a Zathura game, once you start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;then you have to finish it. I enrolled, and I get the news on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Then go by monday, then study... Woo.. I guess it's like a rocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;fast already. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Still have to pack up my stuff. LOL, here you go, my heroine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Ms. Suitcase! I will need to gag it with all my clothes... Muahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Stop here~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5484331739400423468?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5484331739400423468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5484331739400423468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5484331739400423468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5484331739400423468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-i-was-so-busy-when-i-found-out-that.html' title='Rocket Fast'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-6297523367882505178</id><published>2009-08-18T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:23:24.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today is just happened to be my&lt;br /&gt;bad luck day. I'm been busy for preparing&lt;br /&gt;the papers needed to submit for apply U.&lt;br /&gt;Then the clerk said, i will need to go back again&lt;br /&gt;to take the certified paper since nobody&lt;br /&gt;can sign for me on that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back home. Hah! Then I bumped&lt;br /&gt;to traffic police. He accused me not switch on&lt;br /&gt;the front light, have no "P" sticker, and&lt;br /&gt;broken plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the traffic police called me to stop by&lt;br /&gt;aside, and I was muttering to myself&lt;br /&gt;"Damn, I don't have P sticker!"&lt;br /&gt;In this case, what I can do is ask him to&lt;br /&gt;give me a chance. I said, it won't happen&lt;br /&gt;again, bla bla bla~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he charged me for not switching on&lt;br /&gt;the front light. Which I have to pay for 30bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SopkqPHhdsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7RnP2Fj7MjU/s1600-h/Image024.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/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SopkqPHhdsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7RnP2Fj7MjU/s400/Image024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371216182368106178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phew~.. Should I say so? 30bucks not a&lt;br /&gt;small number somehow, which probably allow&lt;br /&gt;me to have great meal in some restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;But 30bucks for three offences, it's&lt;br /&gt;quite reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went back to school again to get my&lt;br /&gt;papers and then complain to my Sir, TKK.&lt;br /&gt;Which I will do all the time when I have creepy&lt;br /&gt;stuff happened. And Hah! He left his cell phone&lt;br /&gt;behind. Luckily it was after school, so I follow him&lt;br /&gt;and kept on dialing his cell. Hope that we can hear&lt;br /&gt;the ring tone of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mission accomplished! He is lucky, but not&lt;br /&gt;me. But he is so kind, and he said he is going&lt;br /&gt;to pay me 10bucks for helping him. And I refused...&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Such a good boy, isn't it? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today is just Mr. Tan lucky Day, and I happened to be his lucky star. Today is just not my lucky day, and it happened that no one would be my lucky star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-6297523367882505178?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/6297523367882505178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=6297523367882505178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6297523367882505178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6297523367882505178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/08/fine.html' title='Fine'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SopkqPHhdsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7RnP2Fj7MjU/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1333380945757527697</id><published>2009-08-12T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:39:19.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>新钱</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SoOYnJlXefI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HjuBlU5WT4g/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;好久都没有去银行了，我看所有人都一样吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;只要是呆在家里，钱包里的钱总是不会少的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;每天好吃好住，生活真的是... ... 怎么说呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;简直不是人过的生活嘛！是猪过的！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;要不肥，还真是有点难度。只有按时活动一点，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;免得肥肉累积，身体机能反应衰退。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;去了巴刹就去银行，因为我发誓不再&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;做个猪脚王！是真的 T-T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;没有球鞋的日子真不是人过的，每次给人家&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;踩了一次... 不对是三次... 不不不！我看是更多，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;就得休息一个星期，那怎么行?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;所以迫不得已就得破财消灾， 去银行&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;提出我的血汗钱 : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SoOYDsdMJ9I/AAAAAAAAAUE/auq53l0Z-JI/s400/Image057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369302369996384210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;哪里知道提出来的新钱，没看过，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;所以傻傻的很兴奋的拿着钱上看下看，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;左看右看。可是怎么看都不像之前&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;的纸币一样，完全不像有大马的味道。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;看也有味道？我不会说啦，就是不像我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;觉得它会有的 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt; 这样说不知道懂没。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;要做就做，我敢说我的死样一定是拖&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;拖下然后就不舍得买了。所以下午就直接&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;去找我的如意郎鞋，看了好多都很想买。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;可是老妈说不用买那么贵啦~ 我想买的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;最低，又不错的只有80零吉。结果只有&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;另外物色咯。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SoOYnJlXefI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HjuBlU5WT4g/s400/Image023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369302979110730226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;终于都选到啦，70 零吉的。虽然跟80零吉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;只差10，我妈还是会觉得很贵。算咯，反正&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我只是想要鞋罢了~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1333380945757527697?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1333380945757527697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1333380945757527697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1333380945757527697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1333380945757527697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_12.html' title='新钱'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SoOYDsdMJ9I/AAAAAAAAAUE/auq53l0Z-JI/s72-c/Image057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-3367671119060651049</id><published>2009-08-04T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:30:40.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>回首六与七月（下）</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SniRibKTzOI/AAAAAAAAASk/fgRMSPXiSF0/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SniRibKTzOI/AAAAAAAAASk/fgRMSPXiSF0/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366198976604523746" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;七月篇 ，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;由于为了考试，向朋友借了笔记来参考。说真的，有点傻眼，kns! 怎么这么难哦？由于没有答案，所以我开始焦急，心想“不行！得补习” 不过这些都是其次，因为我不担心没人教。真正想学的其实是烹饪，虽然不是什么摆得上台的菜肴，至少能填腹，也算不错了吧。学了很多，说真的，都不是很喜欢。为什么呢？因为我想煮些只是一样的菜肴就算一餐，简单，容易，随处都可以煮。所以真正喜欢的只有三样咯。由于记忆力衰退，有时会忘记该放哪样先。搞什么？！ *啪！*    结果女佣都忍不住拿我来笑话。算啦~她不嫌弃教我，我都感激不尽啦！海鲜粥，炒饭，面粉糕倒是我的最爱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SnkU6iTstPI/AAAAAAAAATs/ZxbPQ6apPGo/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SnkU6iTstPI/AAAAAAAAATs/ZxbPQ6apPGo/s400/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366343426863052018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;搅糊后才吃~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SniRGC1EvpI/AAAAAAAAASc/GebK5thlCtM/s320/Image055.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366198489036668562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;为了大众口味，换了原料~ 还是很不错的说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SniSXey_d2I/AAAAAAAAASs/k7_QKfjqWeY/s320/Teo-Beng-Hock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366199888113530722" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;明福之死，告诉了我们种族之间的黑暗。如果明福是巫裔，他是否会沦落到此下场呢？离其的死&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;亡，皇委会的成立还会那么的举浮不定吗？结果可想而知。以证人身份协助调查，下场竞是如此的可笑，也是以此使到我国得以在外国搏出一点名堂，简直是怠笑街坊，国家之耻。竟然还天真地说“他的死与我们无关” “我们已经释放明福” 试问，没有通过你们，何来的从高楼坠落？为何仍持有被释放者的手提电话呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;基宫事件，轰动一时，基佬企图自圆其说，方的说成圆的，短的说成长的。反贪反倒置之不理，可见宗族之分又有了另一个例子。倘若拔牙能创出皇宫，最好的工作莫过于与此。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;榴莲季节旺盛时期，吃榴莲，真的吃爆了。真的是毕生以来最难忘的一次。每隔一天就吃一次，简直就像手指生了榴莲一样。看到对我微笑的榴莲，不自禁的就拿起手机，卡擦的一声。嘿嘿嘿，就忍不住嘲笑自己有点傻。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SniS7mE-nGI/AAAAAAAAAS0/W1AAs7xKmDY/s1600-h/Say+Cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SniS7mE-nGI/AAAAAAAAAS0/W1AAs7xKmDY/s320/Say+Cheese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366200508543310946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;哈哈哈~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SnkWYxtpuYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/KcRUuqrEY9M/s1600-h/%E6%A1%8C%E5%AD%90%E7%AF%87.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/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SnkWYxtpuYI/AAAAAAAAAT0/KcRUuqrEY9M/s400/%E6%A1%8C%E5%AD%90%E7%AF%87.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366345045906143618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;忽然觉得自己的桌子好乱哦，真的想说：“我是男子嘛，是酱的咯”。不过真的是说了出口，还真有点不好意思呢。无论如何，只要能腾出中间的位让我放书读就很不错了。看到哥哥的，再看看自己的，有点无地自容，哥的桌子超整齐的。不过算了，我自恋嘛，什么都喜欢摆着看，又看不厌。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SnkYHGEpnWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/-yNPrRFbhDA/s1600-h/%E6%8E%92%E9%AA%A8%E7%AF%87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SnkYHGEpnWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/-yNPrRFbhDA/s400/%E6%8E%92%E9%AA%A8%E7%AF%87.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366346941156924770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;去照X光线照，发现原来我的心脏还算不小。瘦瘦的我，也感到有点自豪。&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SnkYHGEpnWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/-yNPrRFbhDA/s1600-h/%E6%8E%92%E9%AA%A8%E7%AF%87.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;*白痴！高兴什么呀？*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;后记：感谢爱美和志豪的“割爱”将笔记让给我参考。感激不尽啊！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-3367671119060651049?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/3367671119060651049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=3367671119060651049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3367671119060651049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3367671119060651049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_04.html' title='回首六与七月（下）'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SniRibKTzOI/AAAAAAAAASk/fgRMSPXiSF0/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-8963124646096693842</id><published>2009-08-04T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:16:59.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>回首六与七月（上）</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Snh76opfb9I/AAAAAAAAASE/H73GVsk7pP0/s1600-h/4965_93483221519_637146519_1965904_2465917_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Snh76opfb9I/AAAAAAAAASE/H73GVsk7pP0/s320/4965_93483221519_637146519_1965904_2465917_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366175203286020050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;六月篇，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;说真的，现在回想的话，的确都是零零碎碎的记忆。当然也不见得会忘到离谱。六月也包括了考试在里面，只能记得最后一张是化学一，终于是我先修班的一个落幕。逃离考场，不是因为不想见到伤心地，也不是因为脱离先修班的雀跃，而是尽力了，就让它过去不再回头去惋惜。总是心想着赶快的毕业，然后再毕业，赚多点钱，妈也可以跟着我一起毕业，剩下的事都交给我。可是撇下这些想法，心底里总是期待时间的倒流，回到刚认识的时刻。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;考试完毕，听到必然的懊恼声此起彼落。不是说不可以，只能说后悔也许是让自己能好过一点吧。可是懊悔并不是我想要的。走进广场，跟着他，说了很多，是什么？我忘了，我忘了不是我不看重我们的谈话内容。而是太多事务参杂了，不想乱喷。但唯一让我记得的永远就是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;        “&lt;/span&gt;你这样子不行咧，太极端了！&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;        “&lt;/span&gt;哦？是噢？怎样算是极端？&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;        “&lt;/span&gt;就什么都说 ‘所以？’，不是所有事都需要理由的&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;        “&lt;/span&gt;所以？&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; white-space: normal; "&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;所以就很不好咯。&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;我知道了，虽然我现在还是一样，我发现到，就连跟我妈，我都是”所以？所以？“的问个没完。可是“所以”让我知道人们想说什么，再做出适当的回应。不过亦让我发现他其实有点成熟，怎么说呢？我说不出，是靠感觉，还有其他他说的话。当事人也承认的，说不是，就不算男人噢... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;看着电话，发现原来，原来我没有你的照片。惭愧~ 也因为你有我的照片，更让我无地自容。我只想说，我不会表达，但希望你读得出。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;唱K，不是我不喜欢你们，也不是我不喜欢唱歌。而是我不敢也不是很会，虽然不用紧，可是我会害羞，有点可笑，但是我是害羞，没有为什么的！嗯！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;升旗山之行。很开心，因为有竤宇，对不起，我不是基，我是婆妈！他将会离马，几时还有机会再见都说不准，所以想尽办法终于有双赢的方法，是什么，不重要，重要的是所有事都照计划跑。只能说，爬山真的好&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;累&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;*头撞墙*----*啪！啪！啪！啪！*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;咳... ... 原谅我的情绪失控。原来爬上去不是最累人的，而是下去时。为什么？去试看呗，不就真相大白了咯。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;后记：之后知道原来太平山更高！ *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;啊&lt;/span&gt;！&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pah.com.my/"&gt;医院&lt;/a&gt;当义工，说真的，最快乐的不是帮到他人，那是次要。最主要的是，医院供我们免费午餐！这是天大的喜事啊！午餐不愁吃，真的是两个星期只用五十块都不是难题。多次的工作都是在四驻墙，难免会感到厌恶，有次被发到前台，也就是接下来的工作，直到我离去。前台是没有机会接触医生，学习。但是看到许多（病）人来往，忙得不亦乐乎。我不是黑心，而是能帮到人而高兴。感谢所有接待员对我好，那么亲切及友好，我不能回报，只盼多做点能分担些什么。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;亦感谢Mag在我走之前还送我蛋糕吃，虽然我说过了，但还是想说谢谢您。还有感谢MdmLai想请我吃饭，对不起因为我不好意思，不得不说不能了，同样也谢谢您！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;同时也知道了无论何时都得要以微笑对人，就算他人的蛮横无理。虽说这是接待员工作，但不是亲自体验是不知道其实这是很难的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;后记：人生有几个十年？这句话其实是感叹人的生命短暂要努力珍惜，然而生命重要的不是你有多少成就，你有多好的记忆能把所有东西都记住。而是你能不能试着放下，用心学习，用心感受，诚心感谢。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-8963124646096693842?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/8963124646096693842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=8963124646096693842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8963124646096693842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8963124646096693842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='回首六与七月（上）'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Snh76opfb9I/AAAAAAAAASE/H73GVsk7pP0/s72-c/4965_93483221519_637146519_1965904_2465917_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-9002501663272929367</id><published>2009-07-08T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:23:30.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculous!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, what's the problem now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;piggy&lt;/span&gt; mind overwhelmed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;your so-called human brain? And you have totally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lost your mind! It is totally a hasty decision to make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and judge that switched of English as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mathematics and science teaching medium has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;only show you the failure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is so unfair! Malaysia is totally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fall behind! And It is overtaking by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;other countries which were initially fall behind us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BM? What do you expect B.Malaysia can bring us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to? Vision2020? Bullshit! I thought Najib just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;made a smart decision, and Malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can finally reveal its value in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WE CAN DO SOMETHING!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"BooM!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; No more!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not trying to blame the failure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on the teachers in school. But when &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what teachers taught is different from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the text book. Do you expect people to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;understand it? Would you piggy understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what will be your Islamic-words if I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teaching you in chinese? Just use your brain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are things you must have taken into&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;account. English is so international language,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and is well known! B.Malaysia is only &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;inter-malaysia&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Yeah.. and ofcourse indon a little bit~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And who really cares? Indon doesn't really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;respect us as a country though. They will just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;think that they are the ancient of our malays!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Seems like Some Piggy here still like to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kneel down to offer them our help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If people nowadays can't make a basic in earlier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;school like secondary form. Do You pig really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;expect them to understand better with stuff in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;college and university which is in English?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the Answer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"YOU DON'T FUCK WITH ME!! AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;DON'T THINK YOU CAN FOOL OTHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;AND JUST TO MAKE YOUR RACE TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SURVIVE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I can assure you(who are so enjoy with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the B.Malaysia world) That is the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;end of your life, you can't never anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;further! Your life ends here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though teaching in English didn't really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;upgrade me. But at least now I've found &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the beauty of it and I like it than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I'm so lucky that all of my family members&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(besides my elder) get to learn mathematics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and science in English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;P/S : Who are the Piggy? Guess you have to read newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-9002501663272929367?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/9002501663272929367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=9002501663272929367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/9002501663272929367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/9002501663272929367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-whats-problem-now-have-your-piggy.html' title='Ridiculous!!'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-872270035423280809</id><published>2009-06-29T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:10:44.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>小飞侠的无奈</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SkmCKxrXP1I/AAAAAAAAARU/fLtUDsGfwjk/s1600-h/peter_pan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SkmCKxrXP1I/AAAAAAAAARU/fLtUDsGfwjk/s320/peter_pan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352952753752063826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间流逝，有谁能够与时间搏斗? 内心的世界就犹如小飞侠，不想长大。时光的摧残，穷追猛打，丝毫没有商量的余地。一扫而过，留下的就只有遍地尸骸，惨不忍睹。有如1226大海啸，一扫而过带来的悲剧。经过许多次的磨练，提防心逐渐建起，思想不再单纯。勾心斗角、重心机、不择手段几乎已成家常便饭。有谁还能够维持一颗赤子之心？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小孩觉得重要的事，对大人来说往往都是微不足道的。而对大人来说的大事，对小孩也一样觉得不足挂齿。随着急泉的洗涤，顽石也会变得闪亮；随着时间的洗涤，心却开始变得千疮百孔。小飞侠也开始脱离儿时的思想，以前重要的事，对他来说已经是荒谬与滑稽；努力往上爬才是当下最为重要的。小飞侠在惶惶的人群里，看到了一个面目可憎的绿衣人。厌恶顿时显在脸上，绿衣人也同时地作了厌恶的表情，顿时发现自己已经变成了镜里面目可憎的绿衣人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小飞侠没有选择，时间犹如一个黑风洞，疯狂的吸食周遭的一切。纵使拼命的往外飞，强大的吸力，就像蝉被绑了线一样，被人类玩弄。他累了，选择向时间低头。看着周围同样遭遇的人，也已经无力伸出双手援救，因为他再也不是童话里的小飞侠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就在快要放弃的时候，他明白了，奋斗是没有意义的。最重要的是心，能够维持一颗赤子之心，比任何一切都重要。就算被时光吞噬，小飞侠一样会是童话里的小飞侠，当一个人迷失自我的时候回归当初，就能看清所有的迷惑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;p/s,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The child is grown, and puts away childish things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Edna St. Vincent Millay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-872270035423280809?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/872270035423280809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=872270035423280809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/872270035423280809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/872270035423280809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_29.html' title='小飞侠的无奈'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SkmCKxrXP1I/AAAAAAAAARU/fLtUDsGfwjk/s72-c/peter_pan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-501383715797477858</id><published>2009-06-16T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:37:18.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 11th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was 8 (1998).&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a huge surprise for me.&lt;br /&gt;Never ever thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;Not for everyone too. So, how&lt;br /&gt;about me who was just a little small kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, even until now I couln't help&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking the cause of it. Though&lt;br /&gt;there were some thing blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;not important. Farting around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count on the year, 98, 99, 00,01,&lt;br /&gt;02,03,04,05,06,07,08 and 09.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day, the 11th anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe... or forever I will never get&lt;br /&gt;to meet you again. I wish you would be&lt;br /&gt;all right out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever I thought of it, I really&lt;br /&gt;appreciate those who helped&lt;br /&gt;out a lot on the other day. I thank you all&lt;br /&gt;with a million and billion times. Though&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I forgot what favor you did&lt;br /&gt;for us. But I always remind myself to remember&lt;br /&gt;those who helped you, and you are gonna pay&lt;br /&gt;them with the rest of your life when is&lt;br /&gt;under your capability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he marks my words...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-501383715797477858?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/501383715797477858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=501383715797477858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/501383715797477858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/501383715797477858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/06/11th.html' title='The 11th'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5203104276810969231</id><published>2009-06-15T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:36:21.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ManTis AttaCk !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:broadway ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So last night, I went to Cheeho's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div face="broadway ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to get some notes. As usual, I will just stop by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and have a chat with him. Who won't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it when they met their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;old friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That conversation was quite a long one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until my mum asked my little brother(not small at all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to come and called me home. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I don't mean it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, what's the reason she was calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me to go home? She is very encouraging when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I said I will meet up with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hehe... Unlike my elder... Use to stay in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;front of computer and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;no society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sjb7V6Sc2EI/AAAAAAAAARM/nxd5UQltqf4/s1600-h/DSCN2036.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/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sjb7V6Sc2EI/AAAAAAAAARM/nxd5UQltqf4/s320/DSCN2036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347737961391511618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I remembered she bought my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;favourite durian... Kekeke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow! How can I forget that? Never, never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ever ever!! Not many but I'm satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;with them... maybe can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;de-thirst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;a little bit. Then blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I went back to my room again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; thing just caught my attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;enormous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; when it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;is the only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;green spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; on my plain white floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sjb591qkOhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/p3mzvorOkk4/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sjb591qkOhI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/p3mzvorOkk4/s320/Image043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347736448321993234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;! Haha! It's been a long time, I used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to catch a small mantis as a pet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They are harmless when they were small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I thought of played with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;See? What's the reaction of it? A kungfu mantis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unbelievable! When I swung my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in front of it, it didn't even want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;bother me... Fine, I'm powerless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I will let my embrace do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sjb59pp05HI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/s7aU2D-n0QI/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sjb59pp05HI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/s7aU2D-n0QI/s320/Image040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347736445097665650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hahaha... Then it finally reacted and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;seemed a little furious. Okie, maybe is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not a little bit. It hold the post for more than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;one minute.. Like the king of Yoga? Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sjb590UDJTI/AAAAAAAAARE/T2uUcL3nQ14/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sjb590UDJTI/AAAAAAAAARE/T2uUcL3nQ14/s320/Image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347736447959115058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally I gave up to waste my time with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was Afraid it will fly up and jump on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And had a cut on my face... SHooT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Better don't make it happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5203104276810969231?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5203104276810969231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5203104276810969231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5203104276810969231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5203104276810969231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/06/mantis-attack.html' title='ManTis AttaCk !!'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sjb7V6Sc2EI/AAAAAAAAARM/nxd5UQltqf4/s72-c/DSCN2036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7441997078433423479</id><published>2009-06-13T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T09:14:01.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Else</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She is a diamond, I am a stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She has good manners, I'm rough all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You can be princess, you can be a working man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But in the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;We all want something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;We all want something strange to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;We all want something we can't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Well, you can spend your whole life looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Something that might be right in front &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;of your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But you'll be looking for something else, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you'll never find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aid from "something else"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's so strong, so strong that I was getting confused. The&lt;br /&gt;ambition that right in the bottom of my heart. It has prepared&lt;br /&gt;for this chance since long time ago. Waiting for the chance,&lt;br /&gt;and burst out and consume me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I'm still fighting, thought of is good that&lt;br /&gt;it consume me and overtake me. But even it has&lt;br /&gt;overtaken me, it's not gonna make any difference.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the fact is the fact, it's not gonna change forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;It will only ends me up in a miserable world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like he said, we gonna look at things from different angles.&lt;br /&gt;Second may not as good as the first, but can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;just because it is not the best one. This isn't fair for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I know I want something else, but it isn't possible for me&lt;br /&gt;to ask for it. It's too impossible of impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the best way for now is ask for a quit fighting&lt;br /&gt;request with the lord ambition. And just wait for the&lt;br /&gt;second aid coming. Seriously, don't really give much&lt;br /&gt;hope on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hiss!!*&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7441997078433423479?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7441997078433423479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7441997078433423479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7441997078433423479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7441997078433423479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-else.html' title='Something Else'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5646846998277180996</id><published>2009-06-06T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:49:17.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>屌！</title><content type='html'>这首歌屌得好！&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;周杰伦，我&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;屌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;你不到！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我也不想讲&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;屌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;，因为在大马讲&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;真的很没有家教。周杰伦，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;屌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;屌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;屌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;总是嘴巴挂。屌到不行，都还是想要&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;屌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUUPsEhqYTo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUUPsEhqYTo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;屌屌屌，我不管你看不看。看了就不要 来鸟我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;就算你来鸟 就算你懒屌 我也不会&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;屌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5646846998277180996?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5646846998277180996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5646846998277180996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5646846998277180996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5646846998277180996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='屌！'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-8064856736633016765</id><published>2009-05-29T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:51:01.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking</title><content type='html'>So, I went to hike last wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another hiking trip which was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty easy for me. Cuz, the crew are kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slow. Newbie, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get to record down something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the "top". Then Edmund&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was giving tutorial to other crews and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taught them the way of using the apparatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an apparatus which he said or don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know who ever said it can help to prevent breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, it's up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now is the video which edboy gave some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tutorial" for the way of using the apparatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Note 1.05 mins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9df3446811ce59b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09df3446811ce59b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330333724%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D470C4965489F2309C0CBE601A584603E48336AF9.268DABC50CB80669E52817DFD6B83AFF7FD5802F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9df3446811ce59b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYoSpOCHj0aZPRwxhs_8gW4e3rAM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09df3446811ce59b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330333724%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D470C4965489F2309C0CBE601A584603E48336AF9.268DABC50CB80669E52817DFD6B83AFF7FD5802F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9df3446811ce59b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYoSpOCHj0aZPRwxhs_8gW4e3rAM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Never ever did something that will make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people misunderstanding. At least not in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-8064856736633016765?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9df3446811ce59b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/8064856736633016765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=8064856736633016765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8064856736633016765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8064856736633016765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiking.html' title='Hiking'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2463479399704798345</id><published>2009-05-22T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:50:32.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>照片</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;翻着儿时的照片，总会回想起许多已经&lt;br /&gt;抛到脑后的回忆。看到照片里的自己，那种&lt;br /&gt;傻傻的样子，好像这个世界是完美的，&lt;br /&gt;只有快乐，没有烦恼。这时总是会忍俊不禁，&lt;br /&gt;“哇”的一声爆笑出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这么那种天真的表情，怎么会出现在我的脸上？&lt;br /&gt;事实上，每个人都会有过天真及幼稚的&lt;br /&gt;时候。只是在这个世上溜达的越久，那份天真&lt;br /&gt;已经慢慢地被冲淡了。慢慢地也会对这个&lt;br /&gt;世界有所理解，防备也会无意间建立起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;照片也会让人弥补心里有些已经得不到的空虚。&lt;br /&gt;想要照片里离去的人，无时无刻陪在你的&lt;br /&gt;身边。但是要走的总是会走，人总是向前&lt;br /&gt;迈进，不能永远都是你所希望的一样。&lt;br /&gt;就算朋友即要离别，也会想到拿起相机、&lt;br /&gt;手机，拍张照。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;试想想看，你有多久没有翻过旧时相簿？&lt;br /&gt;有时拿起相簿翻一翻，也许你会看到许多&lt;br /&gt;你可能早已忘记了的事迹。&lt;br /&gt;回到过去，找一些你失去了的东西，&lt;br /&gt;或许你会受益无穷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2463479399704798345?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2463479399704798345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2463479399704798345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2463479399704798345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2463479399704798345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_1790.html' title='照片'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-3855603064661538115</id><published>2009-05-08T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T08:23:06.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>遗憾</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾&lt;br /&gt;遗憾什么呢？我不是出生于败类之家，&lt;br /&gt;母亲都给我最好的，吃的不是顶级，但也能&lt;br /&gt;吃得津津有味。亦没有有愧于任何人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾&lt;br /&gt;遗憾的是，母亲给的最好，换回的却不是最好的。&lt;br /&gt;虽然说不上有什么特点，但是连仅有的孝道，&lt;br /&gt;我也未必做得好。我只是一个平凡人。这是&lt;br /&gt;一个合理的藉口吗？如果他人做得到，为什么我&lt;br /&gt;办不到？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾&lt;br /&gt;遗憾的是，拘泥于自己的面子。总是觉得，不用&lt;br /&gt;说出来，可以感觉得到。可是谁不知道呢？就是知道&lt;br /&gt;了，心里还是会默默地期待，有份礼物送到自己的&lt;br /&gt;跟前，然后听到一句简单的“母亲节快乐”&lt;br /&gt;这一份感动，是可以让任何一位母亲都喜极而泣的。&lt;br /&gt;纵使再劳累多一辈子，她们也会觉得值得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾&lt;br /&gt;遗憾的是，后天就是母亲节了。你是否有跟母亲庆祝呢？&lt;br /&gt;我没有，是不是我不孝呢？我希望不是。母亲&lt;br /&gt;明天出国，唯一一次庆祝母亲节的机会没了。&lt;br /&gt;原本打算今天不出门，待到母亲归来，可是朋友&lt;br /&gt;都到家门口了。话到嘴边，又得硬吞下去，被&lt;br /&gt;逼出门了。但是心里总是有种想法，在母亲出国&lt;br /&gt;前，至少也要见到她。所以球踢不久，有种倦鸟&lt;br /&gt;归巢的感觉。心里总有道声音呼唤着我&lt;br /&gt;“快回家吧，妈妈在等着呢！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾&lt;br /&gt;遗憾的是，考试将近，却未能如预期的赶完课程。&lt;br /&gt;都是被自己的懒散打败，而且一倒不起。&lt;br /&gt;顿时觉得自己的脆弱是远比自己想象的恐怖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最终庆幸&lt;br /&gt;感谢妈妈不时的给予鼓励，让我能更快的爬起来。&lt;br /&gt;虽然她知道自己的能力有限，但是还是尝试的&lt;br /&gt;推动我这艘破烂的船出海，让我度过所有的海涛。&lt;br /&gt;晴天何时到来我不知道，但是她是唯一的推动力。&lt;br /&gt;没了她就犹如末日来临。一艘再坚固的船，&lt;br /&gt;若是没有对的人驱使，也不能度过任何一个难关。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;衷心的祝福妈妈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;“母亲节快乐”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-3855603064661538115?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/3855603064661538115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=3855603064661538115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3855603064661538115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3855603064661538115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_08.html' title='遗憾'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4013126397619247245</id><published>2009-05-07T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:20:20.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>分离</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SgL7j2Bo_LI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UiCE65eNWak/s1600-h/84170524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SgL7j2Bo_LI/AAAAAAAAAQs/UiCE65eNWak/s320/84170524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333101501976476850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;分&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;离时，总是那么的不舍与无奈。可是却也无法抵挡及预防它的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;来临。如果要在人与人之间相处的时间放一个期限，我希望它是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;没有期限。纵使有举世最坚硬的盔甲，每一个人一生中总会被这&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;种无形利刃无数次的挥刀而下，斩断与朋友之间的连接。是否都&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;是冥冥中注定的考验，我不知道，也不敢想。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;这&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;次的分离却是那么的艰辛，可以想象的到自己的改变使到自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;的每一份感觉都特别的容易被牵动。抓住任何一个可以与朋友多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;相处的机会。才无意中发现自己是那么地贪婪，贪婪这份无可摧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;毁的友情，感觉那么的难以放下。我不是圣人，也不是看透红尘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;的人，不能很潇洒的说，我拿得起放得下。佛家虽说色即是空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;，&lt;br /&gt;何谓空？若是皆事都是如此的空，所有的感觉也就是装扮与空&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;虚，根本就不会有所谓的友情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;离&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;别&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;将近，潜意识里想要抱抱身边的朋友。可是被自己的无厘头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;的原则所拘泥，每当想法浮现，总会压抑着这份冲动。所以把住&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;相处的机会，是为了能够弥补这一份空虚。同时在无条件的反射&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;神经下，总会多望望身边难能可贵的朋友们。就是怕以后再也难&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;有见到他们的机会，同时也无意间发现到以前所没有注意到的朋&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;友的美。虽没有一笑倾国的美貌，但却是另一种的美，皆是无以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;伦比的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;还&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;记得上一次的分离，天空下起了大雨。仿佛就像是为他与我们的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;分离而痛哭。有人都泣不成声、也有人惋惜他与我们的分离、也有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;人给予最大的支持。这段的分离或许是这一生中最难以承受，可惜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;分离就如我所说的一样，都是命中注定而难以逃避。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;们总是会在失去了以后才发现其实它所给予的好，都是被自己当&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;时主观及幼稚的想法所蒙蔽了双眼。可是就算现在想要努力的挽回&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;却也是妙想天开，希望他知道我的忏悔而体恤小时的天真。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;真&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;正的分离就在彼此的友情不再存留的时候，那时就算彼此之间的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;距离有多么的接近，也不及彼此相隔千里而被友情所连接的人。想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;对我周围的朋友深深的鞠个躬，道个歉。原谅我的无理与野蛮，面&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;对朋友的作做只是希望不被如此的重视，而不会有离别时的伤感&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;同&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;时我都尽量珍惜身边的每一个人，尤其是现在就在身边的知己。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;我都在观望那位与我交朋友的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;男生&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;，希望能给予他最好的鼓励，虽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;不是最好，但心意会是最好的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;我随时都在注意周遭的朋友，介意及关怀他们所面对的问题。或&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;许我的关怀微不足道，但我不介意，一份心意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;就是一份力量。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4013126397619247245?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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It's almost the end of the semester already!&lt;br /&gt;Damn damn, I would hope the time stop. On the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will keep on ticking, and tick as fast as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would wanna get separate from their friends? Unless you think that&lt;br /&gt;those who you so-called friends are not your true friends. But who will&lt;br /&gt;wanna stay in the same time forever? I would wanna quickly&lt;br /&gt;finish my A-level, then go to Uni. . And w&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ORK&lt;/span&gt;! Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I love money~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;($_$)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But due to  poor result in the trial, I will hope the time ticks a little bit&lt;br /&gt;slower than usual. Or perhaps, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;30 hours&lt;/span&gt; a day will be enough for me~&lt;br /&gt;I'm not greedy, Okie? Just a little bit desperate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Poor results make everything so miserable. Yeah! Since study is&lt;br /&gt;the most important task for a student. Everything is a little bit &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;gray&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(Not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;, of course! Since others can neutralize it a little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hope that I can be so optimistic just like my room mates did.&lt;br /&gt;They all were like "Huh? Exam? Not to care lar~"&lt;br /&gt;LOL! This really makes life easier, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the exam is around the corner,&lt;br /&gt;we still sort of like "gather up" in hall, I guess. And doing lame&lt;br /&gt;stuff. Like what can you do with your mouth, eyes, ears, tongue and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Then each of us just show what we can, and others can't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fooling around until 2.++ am. Kinda like idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Don't be jealous, idiotic is either you born with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;or you don't. I guess I have*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this really exhausted~ and so I will just rest and looked at&lt;br /&gt;what they were doing. and quickly record down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5f4067dc97403e78" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5f4067dc97403e78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330333724%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19763F29DC0963431E28FA88EBCB3550C8299729.4433A616EC1357C0E00EAAE2A52F1615FF2AF74D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5f4067dc97403e78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJClSbt6STtcA7uC2lNVC8HgeKhA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5f4067dc97403e78%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330333724%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19763F29DC0963431E28FA88EBCB3550C8299729.4433A616EC1357C0E00EAAE2A52F1615FF2AF74D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5f4067dc97403e78%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJClSbt6STtcA7uC2lNVC8HgeKhA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I know, I know.... They are unique, you won't have one.&lt;br /&gt;Just jealous me and pity for having them as my room mates,&lt;br /&gt;OKie? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5769454802352450465?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5f4067dc97403e78&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5769454802352450465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5769454802352450465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5769454802352450465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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pictures lately,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sc0BMhOcqoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dMufAuGRnXQ/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sc0BMhOcqoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dMufAuGRnXQ/s320/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317908049583450754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sc0BNLjXK8I/AAAAAAAAANE/o1PzC6OWSws/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sc0BNLjXK8I/AAAAAAAAANE/o1PzC6OWSws/s320/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317908060945460162" 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trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Human Beings Are Such Small Creatures, Aren't They?&lt;br /&gt;So, Don't Be Too Worried About Everything,&lt;br /&gt;Treasure Every Moment, Do What You Wish To Do......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broaden Your View, Broaden Your Mind,&lt;br /&gt;Don't Worry Too Much About Things That Are Bothering You,&lt;br /&gt;Do Treasure Your Love, Live Safely And Peacefully,&lt;br /&gt;Always Be Happy To Welcome The Coming Of The New Day......&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy The Sunshine......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always Look At The Brighter Side Of Things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4003197321183000680?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/Sc0BMhOcqoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dMufAuGRnXQ/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-8530039819334662639</id><published>2009-03-08T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:23:59.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>家</title><content type='html'>家。&lt;br /&gt;家就像一个在那某一端的天空上，那遥不可及的天空之城。&lt;br /&gt;少年都身在福中不知福，尝试逃离这个离开地面那个腐败社会的&lt;br /&gt;天空之城。无知让他们感觉到家里的压力，他们讨厌的压力，&lt;br /&gt;使到他们向往环绕他们天空之城的小鸟，向往它们所拥有的自由。&lt;br /&gt;虽说压力所迫，但这个逃离天空之城的念头，往往都只是一个梦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.verycd.com/posts/0601/post-328878-1138015682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 497px;" src="http://img.verycd.com/posts/0601/post-328878-1138015682.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;是啊....家，&lt;br /&gt;这个天空之城，也是所有梦的开端。让地面上的世界都永远的&lt;br /&gt;那么完美无缺，毫无瑕疵。没有家，就没有所谓的梦，所看到的都是&lt;br /&gt;残酷的现实。虽说我们要追求自己的梦，又有谁会真的打包包袱离开呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾几合时，自己也有过离开自己天空之城的幼稚想法，但是终究&lt;br /&gt;败给了自己的懦弱和胆小，选择了留在自以为是压力的家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开家里的那一刻，跳下了天空之城。心里理所当然的充满了期待，&lt;br /&gt;与兴奋。从地面看到的另一片天空，心，扑通扑通的乱跳，像只&lt;br /&gt;迷失了方向的小羊，乱蹦乱跳。抵不过那份兴奋，以为可以大展拳脚，&lt;br /&gt;一路上跑啊跑啊，跳啊跳。跌倒了也不要紧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当跌得血肉模糊，回头一看，一路走来的痕迹，再看看前方的路。&lt;br /&gt;相比之下，所走过的路都只是一生中的一个小插曲而已。&lt;br /&gt;此时萌起了归家的念头。啊~！才突然发现这个天空之城并没有上回去的梯级。&lt;br /&gt;直到步出天空之城的那一刻，所有都已经无法回头了，剩下的路只有&lt;br /&gt;成长。即使想多待在那个依恋的天空之城多一刻，也遭到时光的挽拒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不禁嘲笑当时幼稚的想法，离开你这一生再也回不了的天空之城。&lt;br /&gt;此时也领悟到，我们所谓的小鸟，其实也是归不了家的倦鸟啊......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有机会回到家，总有一份说不出的高兴，就如鱼得水一样。&lt;br /&gt;不再痛苦，到来的只有快乐；可惜好景不长在，一旦离开了，就算&lt;br /&gt;回到了也不会长久，都会有离开的一刻。就像漏水的渔缸，得到的&lt;br /&gt;重生也只是短暂的。尽管如此，还是期待那片刻的快乐，也许这就是&lt;br /&gt;我期待的温暖，缠绕我心灵的树根，根深蒂固，再也拔不去......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-8530039819334662639?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/8530039819334662639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=8530039819334662639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8530039819334662639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8530039819334662639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_08.html' title='家'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1479361728367816267</id><published>2009-03-06T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:59:32.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>厌倦</title><content type='html'>踏着回家的路上，见到的只是繁忙的生活，每条街、每个角落。总是想着何时才是终点，厌倦所谓的繁忙，盼望能有片刻的清静。虽然还未踏上工作、赚钱、供税的日子。但它们都已不在遥远，短短五六年，只需一眨眼就到了。然而我的生活还是会像现在一样吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;显然的是，我已经不再穿着校服，步入了另一个阶段，虽说是芝麻绿豆，但我只希望可以回到八岁前的生活。是啊.....八岁前，当所有一切都是那么的美好。是我年幼无知吗？不懂得珍惜我应该珍惜的生活....我不知道，别人也不知道，没人知道。很多事都是过了几年后，才领悟到自己以前幼稚的想法。过的已经过了，走的也走了，去的也去了。所有的事都不在回头。现在也只有懊悔的机会，懊悔没有道歉的机会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨后的晚上，气息特别触动身上的每一个细胞。只有这时候，所有的繁忙都像在刹那间消失。平时所见的一切一切都已不重要，最重要的是，在这一刻，这一份清幽，凉爽和清静都像只属于自己的。没有人能够夺走，这都已经很足够了。停下脚步，抬起头深深地呼吸.....忽然觉得生活在现实中，也能够拥有片刻的歇息，也是很幸福的，然而有谁真的会去感恩他们现在所拥有的呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都市人都沉浸在工作的生活，而忘了享有休息片刻的权利。仿佛工作代表了所有: 权利、虚荣、品味、地位和能力。可能这都是都市人该有的“权利”，忙碌的权利。坐在石灰椅上，望着宽阔而漆黑的天空，不禁也感叹以前耀眼的星星，也好像忙得不见踪影。幻想着自己如果是只小鸟也不错啊。在深夜的天空飞翔，寻找属于自己的星星，绕着它滑翔、旋转。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可惜小鸟也是需要忙碌的工作才能竞争与生存.....厌倦，就此离我而去吧。让这一片清幽带走你吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1479361728367816267?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1479361728367816267/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-6664791511125128965</id><published>2009-02-20T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T07:34:27.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Changes a Cow</title><content type='html'>Well, I can still recall what did KT said in the &lt;a href="http://hellavoid.blogspot.com/2008/10/gone.html"&gt;olden post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He and I gonna work like a cow. Maybe he did&lt;br /&gt;work like a cow, but not me. Grrh..! Then I'm kinda&lt;br /&gt;disappointing of myself...still doing nothing for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was something I've done, but is negligible.&lt;br /&gt;Just like in physics, we used to say assume it to&lt;br /&gt;be zero when it is negligible. And this zero refers my hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since KT and I have no longer been in the same class&lt;br /&gt;forever and ever. Somehow I'm gonna "miss" him.&lt;br /&gt;And till now he is not going to admit the fact for&lt;br /&gt;dropping maths. Yet still giving excuses&lt;br /&gt;that the lecturer like to call his name in&lt;br /&gt;the class to answer maths' questions due to his tallness.&lt;br /&gt;Just like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SZ9pbHprfrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ul-TT3mHp_8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SZ9pbHprfrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ul-TT3mHp_8/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305074800696983218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SZ9pbHprfrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ul-TT3mHp_8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;click here &lt;/a&gt;I think the actual difference between them is&lt;br /&gt;40++cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SaFu-EMdPWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/e0nZnxqOBiI/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SaFu-EMdPWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/e0nZnxqOBiI/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305643848576089442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For those not related, I just mosaic up their face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No offense. Though, Sir Chan, you are not so tall, but you are tall&lt;br /&gt;for me in other way. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;So cheer up!&lt;/span&gt;  Hope this highlighting&lt;br /&gt;can really cheer you up, though you are not going&lt;br /&gt;to know this blog until the day you step into coff...uuhh...in..(clear throat)&lt;br /&gt;You know what do I mean. And I do believe that what&lt;br /&gt;KT said, Sir Chan found that he had the potential to&lt;br /&gt;overstep "somebody", so Sir Chan kick him out&lt;br /&gt;from the class....Anyway, for those who know KT, know&lt;br /&gt;the reason...here I mean Distedian for June intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to the title. Why did I say KT starts to&lt;br /&gt;transform to a cow but not a mud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SZ9oiD7nLwI/AAAAAAAAALw/cAC9oI48ank/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SZ9oiD7nLwI/AAAAAAAAALw/cAC9oI48ank/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305073820445912834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;See how serious he was? I even stood there for couple of minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SZ9oiD7nLwI/AAAAAAAAALw/cAC9oI48ank/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;click here to see&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG! Even I, myself can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;He was suffering with his business study!! Was the sun&lt;br /&gt;rise up from the West? As far as I know, the sun still&lt;br /&gt;shine on my bud this morning from the East!&lt;br /&gt;Then now you know, time can actually changes a&lt;br /&gt;cow(people)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, KT keep on the hard work. Then you can&lt;br /&gt;score better than the AS! All the best~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-6664791511125128965?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/6664791511125128965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=6664791511125128965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6664791511125128965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6664791511125128965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-changes-cow.html' title='Time Changes a Cow'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SZ9pbHprfrI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ul-TT3mHp_8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2452661075127035113</id><published>2009-02-08T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:24:08.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>During your birthday, what else do you want besides gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Due to no gift for my birthday most of the time, it just doesn't&lt;br /&gt;matter to me...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my house, a birthday cake mean everything, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;So, of course we will have a cake during someone's&lt;br /&gt;birthday. For me chocolate flavor is the best cake for me.&lt;br /&gt;Not only to me, so do my little brother. Though it used to&lt;br /&gt;be so delicious and so meaningful, mum still don't like to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why....=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we have a early celebrated happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SY-hB9jStiI/AAAAAAAAALU/0DN2RDt2PlM/s1600-h/DSCN3152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SY-hB9jStiI/AAAAAAAAALU/0DN2RDt2PlM/s320/DSCN3152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300632341512893986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's a CHOCOLATE cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Arrh! My favorite! It's the best cake&lt;br /&gt;I ever have since a very long time... Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Hold on! Is my birthday fall on "Zap Goh Mei"?&lt;br /&gt;Na Na! It's wrong! Something wrong here. Let's take a good look&lt;br /&gt;at the cake...(closer) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SY-hXH6ooiI/AAAAAAAAALc/V6xMYUsMylE/s1600-h/DSCN3154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SY-hXH6ooiI/AAAAAAAAALc/V6xMYUsMylE/s320/DSCN3154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300632705072407074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Is my name&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/74769211"&gt; kai_chun?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheh.. It's not my birthday~&lt;br /&gt;Leh leh... Though it is not, but im the one who choose it too.&lt;br /&gt;And glad that kai_chun love it too...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, during birthday everyone will do mostly the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;make a wish, then "blow off" the candles and cut the cake.&lt;br /&gt;Especially make a wish... I think we must make it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Just like kai_chun did, maybe it will become true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SY-hsy60V7I/AAAAAAAAALk/PkL16KCHZPE/s1600-h/DSCN3159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SY-hsy60V7I/AAAAAAAAALk/PkL16KCHZPE/s320/DSCN3159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300633077393151922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, wish you a merry chri.... uuh! Happy birthday~&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2452661075127035113?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2452661075127035113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2452661075127035113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2452661075127035113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2452661075127035113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SY-hB9jStiI/AAAAAAAAALU/0DN2RDt2PlM/s72-c/DSCN3152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4490715054938702915</id><published>2009-01-23T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:45:14.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back. Again, back to taiping. But this time was totally&lt;br /&gt;different from last time. How different is it? More sorrow&lt;br /&gt;inside of me due to my reckless and my childishness.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, due to the worst results in my life, I would&lt;br /&gt;have to work much much much more harder than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I promised myself that, I will need to finish all the&lt;br /&gt;things that I've done in the past few weeks. So, I guess&lt;br /&gt;my holidays won't be that easy as last semester.&lt;br /&gt;WORK HARD, BASTARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4490715054938702915?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4490715054938702915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=4490715054938702915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4490715054938702915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4490715054938702915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1904525165656182804</id><published>2009-01-22T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T02:18:31.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DoomsDays Arrived</title><content type='html'>What is doomsday actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/doomsday"&gt;Encylopedia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;. the day on which the Last Judgment will occur &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. any dreaded day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to KHpedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Doomsday is actually the day that when you felt totally lost in this world or&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;does not fit in anymore and the one you love the most leave you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I realize that till the end of the day is not the doomsday, but when your result&lt;br /&gt;ran out of your expectation and you just can't accept it. A big NO!&lt;br /&gt;If I get to know it 1st the result on my own, I wouldn't get the double "surprise"&lt;br /&gt;than now I will have.... Due to some hearing problem, I thought my chem was actually&lt;br /&gt;getting a "B" which is okie for me to work harder for this semester and then pull it up to&lt;br /&gt;an "A" . But instead of "D" I heard it wrong to a "B".&lt;br /&gt;So, for A-level student, you probably will know that it is impossible to get a "B" too&lt;br /&gt;by this kinda result with no matter how good, how best ur A2 is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck lar!!"(I just lost control today) I scolded my friends with vulgar words which&lt;br /&gt;I'm not suppose to do so...Lost my patient to everything, upset with everything,&lt;br /&gt;no form, no mood and NO for everything lar...&lt;br /&gt;Even I wanted to have every kinda good mood with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like a "unexpected day" for me. Honestly I just can't cheer up. If you ask me so..&lt;br /&gt;I would probably shout at you "Fuck Off!" I just can't resist the overwhelming of my&lt;br /&gt;disappointment and my anger. Any volunteer for me to punch on him or her?&lt;br /&gt;LOL....Better don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I've to do? To remedy the failure of my results....&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows the answer... Work Hard then!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, speak of it is forever easier than doing it. But now I swear to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;God,(not for any religious just a swear)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I will SPEND as much time as I can to study and study and study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Just like a cow, a cow which KT wants to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;So, any tempt that will distract me from my study. Would you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;leave me alone for this sem so that I can remedy the worst thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I've done? Not a request but a must! So, starting from this minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I will never go for any entertainment with giving excuses once awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;YOU heard my words. I will work hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Mummy I love you, for not showing your madness,&lt;br /&gt;    and forgiving me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;    I know that I'm not doing the best I can for the 1st semester,&lt;br /&gt;    and I'm gonna pay it back this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1904525165656182804?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1904525165656182804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1904525165656182804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1904525165656182804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1904525165656182804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2009/01/doomsdays-arrived.html' title='DoomsDays Arrived'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4466396984585695551</id><published>2008-12-28T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T06:56:01.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Floors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVjQjf_eOcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GBCvZit9DSk/s1600-h/30-01-2008_DarkFloors_A4folder-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVjQjf_eOcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GBCvZit9DSk/s320/30-01-2008_DarkFloors_A4folder-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285203471020997058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First for all, I have no idea how old this movie is. It's supposed to be released on the Jan of this year. But it was played in the big cinema in this time (current: Dec). Then my buddy ajak me go watch movie lor.... So, I agree to go with him on the spot without a second thought. When I looked at the poster, I was thought " Whoa! This movie should be very scary"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach there, the 1st thing we gonna do was looked for a parking slot for the car. So, we got a suitable slot which face to the door but locate at the second floor. Then I asked him to shift a little bit. He probably will get his car bump by the others. So, he decided to shift to another slot. Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVjRTkmyDOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/pac79_FzIcY/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVjRTkmyDOI/AAAAAAAAAJc/pac79_FzIcY/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285204296893336802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;His car occupied four slots!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor drivers~ I can see others drivers was looking at his car for a moment and murmuring, "Who the hell is this? Park his/her car like this!" When I reached sentral, I snapped another pic of his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVjS7_nyCdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/e3P4RcyvKQI/s1600-h/Image014.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/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVjS7_nyCdI/AAAAAAAAAJs/e3P4RcyvKQI/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285206090851682770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was almost empty. Plus us, there were less than ten audience! This movie is crappy and pointless. Actually I have no idea why this director had the idea to play this movie. It was a hospital with several floors, as they goes down, there is an "owner" of the particular floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not so sure, is this movie tried to copy other movies or what in crappy way so that they will not get sue for the plagiarize. The 1st was a ghost which can scream in high pitch. C'mon! I'm damn  sure that no other ghosts can beat it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVoRTYxXeVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wVVU4lMQFeM/s1600-h/ghost.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVoRTYxXeVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wVVU4lMQFeM/s320/ghost.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285556137437395282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second until the last one, I will group them under zombie. Elevator Pop-up Freak which has ugliest teeth in the world. Cow freak from "Journey To The West". Sandman from spidey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And the "Dark Floors Lordi" from Wrestling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVoy92Rsw3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Gt1YTF_TCRY/s1600-h/imageGenerator.php.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVoy92Rsw3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Gt1YTF_TCRY/s320/imageGenerator.php.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285593150795858802" 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;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;VS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The Under Taker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVozIttfq8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/rI7UUkpU34A/s1600-h/1109756693_Undertaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVozIttfq8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/rI7UUkpU34A/s320/1109756693_Undertaker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285593337475083202" 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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVozjBXHtZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ODO5yufRIOI/s1600-h/Lordi_-_Dark_Floors_premiere_in_Oulu_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVozjBXHtZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ODO5yufRIOI/s320/Lordi_-_Dark_Floors_premiere_in_Oulu_2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285593789426546066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The fantasy Four Craps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a conclusion, this movie is suck max. Even worse than "Quantum of Solace" and uuhh.."Kinta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The ticket was free, so I shouldn't complain it...=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4466396984585695551?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4466396984585695551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=4466396984585695551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4466396984585695551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4466396984585695551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/12/dark-floor.html' title='The Dark Floors'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVjQjf_eOcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GBCvZit9DSk/s72-c/30-01-2008_DarkFloors_A4folder-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-1886458317192381119</id><published>2008-12-23T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T06:09:51.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CountDown</title><content type='html'>Today, I passed by a calender which I will never give a damn. It was hang on the wall since the end of last year(2007). For me a calendar won't be a necessary for me since my watch will give me the right date. But now i realize somehow it helped me a little bit...1,2,3,4,5.....12... WTF?! 12 days left to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVTkpYbaXRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/esMqwEnImGc/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVTkpYbaXRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/esMqwEnImGc/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284099662395628818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I wonder how am I going to be when the "doomsday" arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;so thin is left behind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's the end of this year! WalaoA!&lt;br /&gt;So soon? I never realized I only left few days to go....go to "hell".&lt;br /&gt;Naw naw naw!! NO! "N" for NA( ..|.. ), and "O" for Omg.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I still can't let go of my Holidays, Holy nights, Holy bestfriends. Every thing that occupy my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I felt my hair is getting longer and longer. It feels hard to turn my head, especially in bath. Maybe it's time to cut it a little bit shorter than now so that I can "twist" my head with "less frictional force" LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVTlJPtywiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/BGjMBk44-eg/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVTlJPtywiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/BGjMBk44-eg/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284100209812619810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See? Even people who don't have relationship with me also tak boleh tahan kat aku!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;And keep on asking me when to cut it short.. WalaoA... In olden time male will have a long pony tale too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVGzqkrszBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UTWnQ7tmdL0/s1600-h/url.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVGzqkrszBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/UTWnQ7tmdL0/s320/url.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283201381865147410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;See? Damn cute lor... Can't I have one too?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's much better than these&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVG22PaTGLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/AwDd6oEb660/s1600-h/funnyhaircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVG22PaTGLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/AwDd6oEb660/s320/funnyhaircut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283204880848328882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;He don't bump himself at the wall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;or this&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVG3Hdnkz7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/D-g3ao6Y13I/s1600-h/hairstyle9bu7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVG3Hdnkz7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/D-g3ao6Y13I/s320/hairstyle9bu7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283205176719888306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I wonder how is him going through doorways.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i think mine is nothing compare to them (like small witch meet big witch)... so my uncle and aunty shouldn't complain about my hair anymore once they know&lt;br /&gt;"sky outside the sky, people outside the people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-1886458317192381119?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/1886458317192381119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=1886458317192381119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1886458317192381119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/1886458317192381119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/12/countdown.html' title='CountDown'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SVTkpYbaXRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/esMqwEnImGc/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-937188879804592554</id><published>2008-12-02T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T06:35:18.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wii....&lt;br /&gt;What was that?&lt;br /&gt;I only knew it names Wii when I saw it.... I think the player might look crazy by swinging his&lt;br /&gt;body here and there, up and down, left and right.....etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it? Just play it on your own then you will get what did i mean. I was shaking my body and&lt;br /&gt;my shoulder like a crazy fella for the last whole midnight....*tired*&lt;br /&gt;And I felt like my hand almost torn off from the socket while I was playing.&lt;br /&gt;But I think it was cool....xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/STVGkYef4WI/AAAAAAAAAIY/TQKk9GjJh-s/s1600-h/Wii+2.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/_UlGx7E3EaNk/STVGkYef4WI/AAAAAAAAAIY/TQKk9GjJh-s/s320/Wii+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275200129394008418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See? Gan was really get himself into the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/STVGkYStrzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sylD-OsgIko/s1600-h/Wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/STVGkYStrzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sylD-OsgIko/s320/Wii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275200129344581426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't even capture him in a proper way since he was swinging&lt;br /&gt;his body all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; So, try it out if you got a chance... It's gonna be so cool be a "crazy" fella for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-937188879804592554?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/937188879804592554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=937188879804592554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/937188879804592554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/937188879804592554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/12/wii.html' title='Wii'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/STVGkYef4WI/AAAAAAAAAIY/TQKk9GjJh-s/s72-c/Wii+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-6390287289214268451</id><published>2008-11-30T23:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:40:59.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Holiday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a wonderful holidays that I get to celebrate my own birthday with my family members. It's been awhile I don't have a cake for my birthday. Well, though it was a bit too ordinary for my style. But I'm still really happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/STOeE-JbKNI/AAAAAAAAAII/cd5KCpdaz4s/s1600-h/Image056.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/_UlGx7E3EaNk/STOeE-JbKNI/AAAAAAAAAII/cd5KCpdaz4s/s320/Image056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274733396820175058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The candles just in the correct number. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, i got a lot of wishes within the 24 hours. Never believe it...!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose holidays should be happy all the time, and I do. But there was a little accident. Whow... it took me wound and pain... LOL...!&lt;br /&gt;Finally I get to tasted and felt the pain when I get step by a boot! Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;It get swell and bleed....It's been a long time I didn't get bleed on my feet. Taste like Refresh the every cells in it. Well, and had to pay for the refresh.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*really need to buy a boot now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-6390287289214268451?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/6390287289214268451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=6390287289214268451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6390287289214268451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6390287289214268451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/11/wonderful-holiday.html' title='Wonderful Holiday?'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/STOeE-JbKNI/AAAAAAAAAII/cd5KCpdaz4s/s72-c/Image056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5688020245286865438</id><published>2008-11-06T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:39:38.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why DISTED ?</title><content type='html'>Had anyone asked you about ur college or U? I bet yes!&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm going to tell you why you should come to DISTED to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cafeteria. Well, few weeks ago. For me ,the foods were totally great. I meant, adequate for me. But they don't go in that way anymore lately. But it is due to this exam, and I'd lost all my appetite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Size. Of course, it is not as big as KTAR in penang. It's even smaller than my secondary school,which is a quite small for me in the past. But everything does bring its own advantages. For me, the smaller it is, the easier to look for someone without using a cell phone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Course. Hmph.... As I heard, DISTED always good in A-level(science). Art, I don't know. Maybe you can ask KT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lecturer. For me, every lecturers is awesome, very, major.... Okie... It's totally awesome. But it only cover the lecturer who taught me, other than that who I don't know, sorry about that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toilet. Yeah! I meant it! Can you imagine a college that is not only teach you in your study. But includes the way used of a toilet. Don't believe it? Take a look at this :&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SRNGE3zqCeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/djhzKHJddtY/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SRNGE3zqCeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/djhzKHJddtY/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265629438840277474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, can you find any other college which also taught you how to use a toilet(nightstool)? Now you know why DISTED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Zzzz... I'm tired... GoInG to sleep ad.. chao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5688020245286865438?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5688020245286865438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5688020245286865438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5688020245286865438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5688020245286865438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-disted.html' title='Why DISTED ?'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SRNGE3zqCeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/djhzKHJddtY/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4843295413955178359</id><published>2008-10-27T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:55:44.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy night</title><content type='html'>When I get back to tpg, my mood was totally down. I felt don't want to take any exam anymore. Damn! All these things just came in too fast, and I'm not prepared to fight it off. Of course I can't do anything about that, it's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back earlier than the planned, so that i get to meet with my old classmates. After that, roll the field! Unfortunately, I was like a noob on the field without any boots that can really help me to increase my reflex action. But I was skating on the field though it was much dryer than last two times. Wait! Did I say I was down? Not at all until I saw him appear on the field. Til now he is still the only one that really gives much impression to me. Nights, we were in KFC to celebrate someone's birthday. That was quick one, then we rushed to another hawker center to continue our gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we crapped, looked at hot chicks, watched football match. Everyone is till the same like like last time. Nothing much to change. When it was 12am, everyone head to their home. Except some, gan, me and hseng. So, we went to cc and found some friends suppose to be there. Then the event started. Pub, cigarette and beer, those can't never be left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time was more hot chicks compare to last two times i went. Maybe it was a weekend. And fighting, it was fun. That guy just ran and ran, when he get caught. He was begging not to bunch him or what. That act was funny. 1st I have to say, he is stupid. If you can't run really fast, which is enough for you to run away, don't pick up a fight. Everyone is going to find you and wait for you when you step out from the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd-ly, if you were the person who did the wrong thing, don't try to call police after the fought. For sure you will catch nobody. And there were some ppl who get interest when saw some police cars. Then they get into an accident. Lousy~ This time I really knew where's the standard of our proton compare to mitsubishi. The front of proton was intially in this shape ----,flat. When it pumped to the mitsubishi in front, it turned in to /\. I wonder how did the driver drove the car to the other places to settle. He was sort of like half standing in front of his steering. And the mitsubishi can consider nothing happened to his car.&lt;br /&gt;Swt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks, I'd crap a lot here. Gotta do my stats now... chaoz&lt;br /&gt;*sorry that my hp is not cybershot, so no pic to show to you all*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4843295413955178359?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4843295413955178359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=4843295413955178359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4843295413955178359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4843295413955178359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-night.html' title='Happy night'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-4788112640892538515</id><published>2008-10-18T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T03:37:13.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MeSs...mEsS...</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile didn't  touch on it. Write a blog has became a mission impossible for me. I'd rather spend my whole night with games but not this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the exam is around the corner, I really can't believe that i still loiter around, play games, watch movie, on9, chit chat and so on. This is totally out of control. I don't even know how could this happen to me, I thought i will begin to study, study and study like in hell when the time is right. Ya, the time, now is right. But not the mood. Sick of myself, totally sick of myself! Sometimes i really do feel sorry to my mum that i will disappoint her in future. Though she never said a word to what will i get in the Final Exam. But all the parents hope the same thing. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OH! I HOPE THAT MY LOVELY CHILD CAN GET MANY A's!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th of Oct. That day would be one of the worst day in my life. I screw the maths paper. SHIT! I t&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;hought that the paper will be like the standard of previous papers. Damn it! It didn't. So, it's the end of my "life". And I have another crew who die together with me, The Hero Blogger. There was a break after the mathematics paper for a week. Then I came back, to relax i guess. Besides that I really can't another reason why I wanna come back. Not that I don't like to go back to my hometown. But when I come back, the only few things i will do were sleep, eat, drink, pc-ed, go out for wet, play soccer. But none of these related to exam, and now is within the exam. Swt. I would hope i have a good brain to function and think like edboy and 4breath. Then at least i would feel a little bit more interest in study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I heard one of my teacher said that, when she get angry or what. She will type everything she wanna shout out, after that she will feel a lot of better. But for me, it don't really works, i guess. LOL! Maybe this method is not the cure for me. I feel &lt;/span&gt;very FRUSTRATE and SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaoz, time for soccer, see ??  I said it just now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-4788112640892538515?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/4788112640892538515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=4788112640892538515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4788112640892538515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/4788112640892538515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/10/messmess.html' title='MeSs...mEsS...'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-3663551603695020353</id><published>2008-09-11T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:41:16.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Size Doesn't Mean Anything #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, talking about size... what would you link ? Your very private neighbour? ur partner or something else? Many people like to complain about their girl friend does not have big breast or good body shape... Well, the fact is, most of the boy like something which are big and round. Ask me why? Just like borrow a mirror from sami... swt. Ask those physcologist, because they said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what are the disadvantages of big boobs ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you have more guys looking at you with *hungry* eyes~&lt;/div&gt;- its takes a lot longer to clean them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- your math teacher will use you when he runs out of space on the chalk board(it might happen)&lt;/div&gt;- created crime as well, what kinda crime, you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- denature... don't know whether is this word suit.&lt;/div&gt;  They might look pretty good with bra but once you take them off... floop floop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  They aren't so nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And much more, do you all want me to list it out ? Just go to yahoo and find out all &lt;/div&gt;the answer for the disadvantages. Or my example can't satisfy you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here i have more... more details and clearer, i think......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMk7zovlcAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qrOM1_wtSiY/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMk7zovlcAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qrOM1_wtSiY/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244788999346024450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, do you all agree with me now ? Anyway.... there is some advantages for having big boobs.&lt;br /&gt;You might have the oppotunity to get famous like these girls did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMk52-LyzbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5h0OAtAxYI0/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMk52-LyzbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5h0OAtAxYI0/s320/1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244786857617837490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMk6LpzAU-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_7eiif5iiWA/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMk6LpzAU-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_7eiif5iiWA/s320/2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244787212922409954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beauty is in the eye of the beholder...You will decide which is better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;*p/s big breast will have some problems in breast feeding...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMk3uEfeiZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/U3yfobUD9Ys/s1600-h/GetAttachment1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-3663551603695020353?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/3663551603695020353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=3663551603695020353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3663551603695020353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/3663551603695020353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/09/size-doesnt-mean-anything-2.html' title='Size Doesn&apos;t Mean Anything #2'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMk7zovlcAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qrOM1_wtSiY/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5233522466334310017</id><published>2008-09-06T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T03:26:11.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Size doesn't mean anything....</title><content type='html'>When we were having our break in the middle of the class. We all look so pleasant and head to our destination------the most saint-----where you can feel the extreme high just within a seconds---- The TOILET. Don't believe it ? Try to hold it in ur bladder for couples of hours then you will feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got one tragedy. No one will never expected it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMJaICVts-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/tzBiS_QszKM/s1600-h/Pee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMJaICVts-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/tzBiS_QszKM/s320/Pee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242852010326078434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Take a look at his expression !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure it is hurt for him. The other three guys are totally freaking him up. Especially the guy stood at the most left site... Swt. I was curious too.... Maybe i will have that kinda expression too. Despite the two sub characters in the middle.LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey...Hyeel jus joke lar... Don't take it seriously...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5233522466334310017?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5233522466334310017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5233522466334310017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5233522466334310017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5233522466334310017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/09/size-doesnt-mean-anything.html' title='Size doesn&apos;t mean anything....'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SMJaICVts-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/tzBiS_QszKM/s72-c/Pee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-6996230383039069077</id><published>2008-08-22T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:47:14.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only One  &lt;唯一&gt;</title><content type='html'>I know most of you will think about Leehom, when y'all saw the title with "the only one". But try to get rid of that song in ur mind. Coz I'm going to make a mark and totally new mark in ur mind what is it....LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, we suppose to go back around 3pm. But we were force to stay back in the col. after our statistics. And when KT knew that he had to stay back in the college. He turned his face from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://codwholesale.com/images/betallic/10109A%20Mr.%20Happy%20Face-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://codwholesale.com/images/betallic/10109A%20Mr.%20Happy%20Face-l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://carboncopy.hobix.com/archives/4%20sad%20chubby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://carboncopy.hobix.com/archives/4%20sad%20chubby.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he  tried to escape. Lucky for us and unfortunate for him. We forced him to stay back and then head to the general lab. So that we can bind all the slides we did for the presentation. But we were blogging, view friendster and do nothing in wikipedia instead of binding all those slides. And Yugaa was the one who doing all those slides. Then I was the only one get stuck in the awkward situation and just know how to giggle... Lame ass lar me...&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we(Yugaa) finished the slides. So we happily switch off all the pc and then head out to sch. But Yugaa suggested that we should take lift...&lt;br /&gt;YA! The only one lift in our college! Maybe it is the only one in our sch. So it seems to be the national treasure for this college. It always been off and only on for the loading purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the 1st time I been inside. Then we decided to take pic for commermorate purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9981VMcyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YPHAlboJEt4/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9981VMcyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YPHAlboJEt4/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237543375716774690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since KT is the camera man, so he became the main character amount us...LOL ! Luckily still can pop up three quaters or my face in this pic... Haiz... hiam hiam lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz we need the background, so we stop the lift more than 5 mins, I guess. Four of us were stuck inside to just get a pic so that we can fit all the faces in this pic. And this might cause the lift need a service. Coz when i pass by at the second day. The lift was under maintain... Muahahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-6996230383039069077?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/6996230383039069077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=6996230383039069077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6996230383039069077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/6996230383039069077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/08/only-one.html' title='The Only One  &lt;唯一&gt;'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9981VMcyI/AAAAAAAAAFw/YPHAlboJEt4/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2685956249065698879</id><published>2008-08-03T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:00:01.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People for me to betray *wink wink*  #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many people have friends in this world. Friends are very 9s and for us to mix and chat and so on.... Blah blah blah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CUT THE CRAP ! SHUT THE F**K UP !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are for us to betray! According to my friends, friends exist for us to do so. And of course, we can't allow others to betray us.... Can you believe it? Muahahaha...! Hohoho.... I saw these kinda situations long times ago, and all are my friends. When The Betrayal is identified, he or she can say every thing she or he can to deny his or her bad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, according to my friends... These people are existed for me to betray....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LimHongYee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite tall and smart. Love to have headset in his ears and then enjoy it by ignoring teachers.... Well, I meant in tutorial. He and I usually loiter around the school together. From the size of him, is hard to imagine that his stomach can actually fit the food that he used to take. Is almost the same height with a mountain....xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to falling in love with his own dramatically calculation dream by ignoring the people around him (including lecturers), like this&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxj0EOzBFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GIyq-mCvyuE/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxj0EOzBFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GIyq-mCvyuE/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232166613237826642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, when the M.studies lecturer is murmuring about his own history when he was still young instead of m'sia history, I will see this kinda view&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxoOI9xtjI/AAAAAAAAACM/16SUrqrf2No/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxoOI9xtjI/AAAAAAAAACM/16SUrqrf2No/s320/Image029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232171459231725106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          and worse this&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxnoK8YvdI/AAAAAAAAACE/WEzN4rcAOxU/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxnoK8YvdI/AAAAAAAAACE/WEzN4rcAOxU/s320/untitled1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232170806927736274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(mr.H.S. were enjoyed in his own "Dream", so do him,chan yap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not to say that he or others are too bad and not paying attention, maybe the lecturer is not capable in attracts people to listen to his olden time history.(Sorry for offended you, Mr. H.S., but the above is the prove). And now I used to pray that he is not going to teach my moral by next year. For sure i will see that kinda view again in my next sem....xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He was tricked by ms. geong(george) by her tigerish eye and expression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I'm already angry and you're still laughing!! Hongyee, what is the answer? You all want to stand up is it?". Maybe I sat by his side that time, that's why his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mami poko &lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was still dried. He should  really appreciate me because of helping him save the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mami poko&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. This is what he used to say we must be environment friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJz_pojabcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/QugLZoeeSr8/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJz_pojabcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/QugLZoeeSr8/s320/untitled2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337957823344066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;KT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I bet many of the Distedians know who is him. Look very tall and I used to raise my head to look and stare at him. Unfortunately, I used to see his beard that grow under his chin but not his face....LIKE THIS&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxsPKhWITI/AAAAAAAAACc/nUeT-SoaW2I/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxsPKhWITI/AAAAAAAAACc/nUeT-SoaW2I/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232175874875728178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case y'all can't see very clearly, i already drew one.&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxszUFyAHI/AAAAAAAAACk/U7KUuC44ek0/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxszUFyAHI/AAAAAAAAACk/U7KUuC44ek0/s320/untitled3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232176495919759474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9s ? I think so... Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.... Hohohoho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He likes to insult people that never offend him in action or even touch him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But just from the looking or the way maybe he or she acts.. Unfortunately, due to human's right, i can't post out those victims of him.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can you imagine how terrible his face was ....?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LIKE THIS&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJ0BU1IZv9I/AAAAAAAAADM/CxApU9rzeoI/s1600-h/untitled4%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJ0BU1IZv9I/AAAAAAAAADM/CxApU9rzeoI/s320/untitled4%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232339799445716946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;  OH MY F--K GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not? Just go there and take a look. Anyone with heart problem plz get ready for it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you die because of that, then chao. BYE BYE...Say "Hi" to any lovely angel you meet by my behalf......xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artofbb.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-time.html"&gt;http://artofbb.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-time.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2685956249065698879?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2685956249065698879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2685956249065698879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2685956249065698879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2685956249065698879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/08/people-for-me-to-betray-wink-wink-1.html' title='People for me to betray *wink wink*  #1'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SJxj0EOzBFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GIyq-mCvyuE/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7014592146328162023</id><published>2008-07-22T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:11:34.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Odori  "19.21.3.11.19" !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; of this month (July). When I was so exciting how is it going to be in the night---- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ODORI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I went around my friends and ask them whether they are going for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Odori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; or not. But i can't get anyone who can fetch me to there. At the night before the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;odori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, then i get a lame guy who is as lame as me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;       This guy is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;geng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; till search "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;odori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; July) and finally get the name of that place where there got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;odori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; celebration. Not only that! He then ask his mum how to go there and drew out a map. An hour before the time he is going to fetch us(me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hongyee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). We were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;teached&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him to go come to the place where we stay through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Everythg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is just mess! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we are no dealing it face to face. When we talked about "east" then he talked about "west" or the opposite. We can't really get the same road as we were talking about.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Plus we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;crappin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; besides &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;teached&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him how to lead him to the place where we stay and then we settle it down half an hour before the time he is going to fetch us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Hongyee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (the genius) told me not to wear white T-shirt when he is going to wear that colour too. Well, I was forced to do so at 1st. But before I left home, I decided to wear white too when I was thought to wear white T-shirt in that night.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" face="lucida grande"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" face="lucida grande"&gt;This made him "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;peik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Cheik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       What to do? We were run out of time since we tend to get a parking space. The 1st thing we did when we reached there was walked around. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;        Conclusion : Every thing we need to spend for it is too much and worthless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ofcoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;        After loiter here and there then we started to move to the sea side. Then we(KT, me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hongyee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;) started our gossip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; !! We were run out of saliva (I guess, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; i did) for gossip this and that. Then we decided to move into cloud again and seek for any target that might catch our attraction. Then i found out that, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; we can get a lot of "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;LALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;        A lot of "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;LALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;" is not equal to hundreds of it but roughly about thousands of it ! CAN YOU IMAGINE IT? Then I saw a guy who really made me sick, he wear short, long stocking(above knee) and few inches thick of shoes. Is some sort of punk, i guess. Unfortunately i can't post it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; i was forgotten to snap a pic on it. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;sry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;                                                               Luckily, the fireworks isn't that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SImdm1WHt2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/oaaq7wGeXw0/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SImdm1WHt2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/oaaq7wGeXw0/s320/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226882133020620642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Ofcoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; we got a lot than that. I saw a "LOVE" shape but i don't realise that i should snap it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Finally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;BON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ODORI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; is kinda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;disappointing. If I got another chance to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;be there. I'd rather be watching TV !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;TV rocks my life !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7014592146328162023?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7014592146328162023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7014592146328162023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7014592146328162023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7014592146328162023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/07/bon-odori.html' title='Bon Odori  &quot;19.21.3.11.19&quot; !!'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SImdm1WHt2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/oaaq7wGeXw0/s72-c/Image021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-5341214373907851999</id><published>2008-07-20T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:49:05.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Yong Kai Heng Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-5341214373907851999?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/5341214373907851999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=5341214373907851999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5341214373907851999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/5341214373907851999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-yong-kai-heng-means-you-are-free.html' title=''/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7186110179965238651</id><published>2008-07-06T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:38:36.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Activity !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SIFSBH2fGfI/AAAAAAAAABA/YDKb4NT-Rg0/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SIFSBH2fGfI/AAAAAAAAABA/YDKb4NT-Rg0/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224547221967411698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was thinking about how to spend my weekend besides just study.... Can you imagine how boring is it when you just study for several of hours? Well, I'm not that kinda genius like others who can study, study and study for few hours or few days non-stop! But i bet those who like to study will stand for it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SIFO3r2YqQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PCp8SsxuGTo/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SIFO3r2YqQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PCp8SsxuGTo/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224543761297090818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        One day, I was chit chating with Edmund. Then he told me that I can learn guitar from Jason. Jason, is another guy who really make me impress of him..! xD&lt;br /&gt;He know a lot of stuff which you can't never imagine, a people like him will know so many things.&lt;br /&gt;Plz... those things are useful but not rubish..! Then i was starting my new activities in the weekend.It didn't consume me a lot of time, till that I can't cover my work. Coz it was at night...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the second day, night. They got some sort of gathering, don't know what they call for it. It full with games that can make people laugh and feel very free and relax. My aim to there was not because of the gathering, but the tennis table game. And when I was there the gathering haven't finish then I joined them and get to know the people there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally awesome for me cause has came to penang and study....&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the life here though it is a bit too rush in sch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7186110179965238651?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7186110179965238651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7186110179965238651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7186110179965238651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7186110179965238651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-activity.html' title='New Activity !'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SIFSBH2fGfI/AAAAAAAAABA/YDKb4NT-Rg0/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2698604515218528377</id><published>2008-07-06T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:37:05.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To tαkє or not T0 †ak3....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When I moved into that college, I faced another problem again.... Whether Im going to take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; or not to take it.... This question already bother me since i decided to study in the DISTED. Even I ask for my friends opinion, they will say stick to my own plan. Just take which ever subjects which are necessary for my future course....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            Then this made me felt that maybe i should do like what they advised me. But what I thought is totally different when the choice had came to me, I started to doubt. "Do You Really Sure You Want To Drop It ?". And finally I take it! Now if you ask me whether i felt regret for taking it or not. Surely the answer is NO! Though I'm not that kinda pro in physics. But i learnt it from the begining. Just like i study form 4 and 5 once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            The most important thing is i met another friend in my 1st physics class, Hong Yee. This guy is kinda like my friend and my teacher too. He is just awesome if you want me to describe about him. I think that word suit him well !! Why ? Coz he is so clever that's why i said that he is also like my teacher besides friend. And a friend who won't scare to share his knowledge with others.This is rare in nowadays ( at least for me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;            And i met another sabah guy whoes name Edmund. People used to call him that way even though he already told us his name. Well, I don't like that call for him actually coz it sounds like no respect to him....and i like to call him as GREAT man. He is very generous, this made me get stress to scold bad words and get anger in front of him.... Should i consider this as a good thing for me ? A bit, I think...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;           What I wan to say is physics is not really that hard when you got a good lecture, good friends (for study ofcoz) and heart. I think it will be a easy subject to catch up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2698604515218528377?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2698604515218528377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2698604515218528377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2698604515218528377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2698604515218528377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-tk-or-not-t0-ak3.html' title='To tαkє or not T0 †ak3....'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-7636815800658746592</id><published>2008-07-03T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:59:38.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation and a day before</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SGyU4SbfxnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vTV87CD9FZQ/s1600-h/16062008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SGyU4SbfxnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vTV87CD9FZQ/s320/16062008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218709762956314226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day before my orientation, I moved in all my stuff into my another homestay which is near to my college, DISTED. But i didn't left over at that day but in my cousin's house. Everything is so strange to me. 'Cause I don't know anyone of them, but I keep telling myself that I can get used to it. Well, that night i was slept in my cousin's house but i can't sleep really deep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do y'all know why? 'Cause I was scared....T-T&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU THINK IM GOING TO SAY THAT ? GOTCHA !&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was because of stupid annoying mosquito. I get stung the whole night and same with my cousin's sis. And we woke up in the same time...LOL !! Then I figured out an idea with how to avoid from the mosquitoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impress  ??&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the second days(orientation). I started to "fish". And then i met my 1st friend in DISTED, Heng How. This guy is 9s to be mixed and then we were sat together. Until the orientation ended. To be honest, it is a bit disappointed when i found out that the orientation is so short and no games and programs. But i realize that is benefited too! 'Cause i can start my class faster. I was very upset when i saw my mum is going to leave me alone in Penang, though i can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;But sure you all know how does it feel. Then i went back to my homestay in penang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-7636815800658746592?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/7636815800658746592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=7636815800658746592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7636815800658746592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/7636815800658746592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/07/orientation-and-day-before.html' title='Orientation and a day before'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SGyU4SbfxnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vTV87CD9FZQ/s72-c/16062008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-8929123017278529127</id><published>2008-07-03T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:19:56.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What The "Duu.." !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;              When I was very enjoyed with I did get a 9s room in penang and TOLD my favorite teacher. But few days later, the owner just stand me up and said that she was rent the room which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;belong to me to others person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Well, this really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PISS ME OFF&lt;/span&gt; ! According to the owner that what i need to do is just pay 50 bucks for the deposit then she will leave a place for me for that room. So, i paid what she told me so. But due to the room now is still empty, I'm the only person who is going to stay inside. Then she stand me up when there were a girl tend to book the room(whole)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              This really made me sick with this owner and really hope that i can have my fist on her face. What she is going to do on me was switch me to another homestay which is a little bit smaller and left me NO choice. Besides me, my mum also felt very angry about it and then argue with them so that she can get me back to the room and guess what.... FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Finally i found out that, I'm not really care where is she going to switch me. But i can't even deal with the small thing and then annoyed my mum. This really made me SICK ! Since that day, i tell myself that don't believe people so easily eventhough they might not look like a bad guy or a people with too generous act..... FAKE! Unless, i know the person, then i will know is he/she act in front of me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-8929123017278529127?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/8929123017278529127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=8929123017278529127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8929123017278529127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/8929123017278529127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-duu.html' title='What The &quot;Duu..&quot; !!'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4105401948201918952.post-2433728763515092410</id><published>2008-07-01T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T05:46:03.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Room Hunting... !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;            That day i was here, Penang. For room hunting. And it was also the day which the Damn Damn Pak La raised the price of fuel.... Which turn the along the way to the bus stop having a long long traffic jam. Guess what ? I was carrying a bag and trap about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2km or even further&lt;/span&gt; from the bus stop and i left &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 mins to catch my bus&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;            Then my pity elder brother who had long time didn't go out for exercise and I was force to run like chasin' by a dog to the bus stop ! Luckily i catch the bus before it took off. But my brother was still far away. What i can do was begged the driver try to delay a little bit more so that my bro can make it on time.... I was glad that in this "lovely" country still can find some generous citizen(bus driver).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;            The bus reached sungai nibong or nibung, you name it, i don't know, about 10 somthg. I was stayed in my cousin's house. My mum said that is better that i can visit one of the rental room which is under my plan 1st. Then, my brother-in-law used his motorbike to fetch me from bayan lepas to pulau tikus. It took about half an hour to reach there and it was rainning... So, i would like to say a very thank you to him... "THANKS, Philips!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             And then my room hunting was ended at the second days. What I was thinking that time is "Wow ! I finally get my problem solve!". At the third day, my elder brother and i left in the noon, which is also a day before Agung's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            We reached the butterworth bus stop about 2pm, and next what we can do it wait again.&lt;br /&gt;Coz the bus tickets that only left was in 4.30pm ! I was so sicked to wait for the bus.... When we reached home is about 7 sumthg in the evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4105401948201918952-2433728763515092410?l=afterkaiheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/feeds/2433728763515092410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4105401948201918952&amp;postID=2433728763515092410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2433728763515092410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4105401948201918952/posts/default/2433728763515092410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afterkaiheng.blogspot.com/2008/07/room-hunting.html' title='Room Hunting... !'/><author><name>[ќ α ї ђ є ŋ ģ]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07729491700975222729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlGx7E3EaNk/SK9x9igUKeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iX9X1wwIA40/s1600-R/1_942981933m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
