<?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-32498982</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:18:42.025+08:00</updated><category term='Barbeque` 27/04/07'/><category term='15th birthday'/><category term='Mother&apos;s day`07'/><title type='text'>CHUNKEONG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>301</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-1245947281025840941</id><published>2008-04-26T18:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T19:24:16.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGGING MAKES YOU STUPID</title><content type='html'>Er, last entry here, I probably would not be blogging again but I have something to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped blogging about a month ago and that was my last entry. Initially, I was too busy to care about this stupid blog since all the stupid tests were here and right after the test, I will be having the Mid year examinations then to my prelims and finally to N lvls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these shit got me busy for like months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begun to realise something - blogging makes you stupid. I always felt that my English were perfect and cool since whoever reads my blog complimented me for my "fantastic" English. This is completely&lt;br /&gt;embarrassing but only until today, I realised how my bad English were. I'm not trying to say that I speak in fantastic English now but when I started reading my past and fellow blogger's entries, all those links, I saw grave grammatically wrong posts which they felt were completely all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that if you are going to get used to write in such grammar, you are going to get it all wrong for your compositions though its true that you might be able to write a lot after years of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you think that your English is great then think again. If not, then good job, you are going to end up miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are basically what I wanna say. So yeah, reading helps but do not read blindly, observe the grammar and how it is used.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-1245947281025840941?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/1245947281025840941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=1245947281025840941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1245947281025840941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1245947281025840941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/04/blogging-makes-you-stupid.html' title='BLOGGING MAKES YOU STUPID'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6472398114976188254</id><published>2008-03-21T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:08:27.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVING FUN</title><content type='html'>Hello, If you are wondering where I've been, erm, just around, just haven't really posted a blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I was just having fun these few weeks, lots of fun. On top of that, I'm having stuffy nose and sore throat over and over due to the freaking weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed none of ya are interested what I'm been up to and no one is reading, so I wouldn't waste my time posting craps like where had I gone shopping, what am I doing at school, what movies I had watched or who had I been out to with. So yeah, life is pretty much the same thing like studying, playing with friends, eating, sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Good Friday, so to me, its one of the most underrated holidays, however, I'm wishing all Christians have a wonderful Good Friday and Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays, hope you guys had a nice weekend! Be good ya'll. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6472398114976188254?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6472398114976188254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6472398114976188254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6472398114976188254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6472398114976188254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/03/having-fun.html' title='HAVING FUN'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4361082662735805492</id><published>2008-03-08T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:03:07.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARCH HOLIDAYS</title><content type='html'>well school ended yesterday which means I have more free time, which is great, which means I can like, play my PSP for the entire day, go out everyday and do sports everyday! YeAhHHh! but you know what the problem is now? Yesterday, I was playing basketball right, and when I jump and tried to shoot the ball, my leg muscle cramped and then I land awkwardly like a bitch. So now, I can't even walk properly. Another thing is, I had this never ending sore throat or whatever you call it. I've been depending of Strepsils to talk. This morning, I thought I was mute cause I cant even talk. Yeah, now I sounds like donald duck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me relax and enjoy in this holiday.... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-4361082662735805492?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4361082662735805492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4361082662735805492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4361082662735805492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4361082662735805492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-holidays.html' title='MARCH HOLIDAYS'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2337436592041458016</id><published>2008-03-02T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:53:47.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE TESTS</title><content type='html'>Just in another three more days, will be my common test exam. The school says, it is to help students to revise their work and constructive feedback for teachers and parents to monitor the child's progress. And now basically, I have been studying for like every second of my life and everyday of the week, my mum has to remind me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey keong ah, remember to study, you have common test next week!&lt;/span&gt; Is that what you monitor your child's progress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I was studying Humanities with Yiling and I am about to go insane cause the freaking LORMS is like, difficult. Pray that anything on Hitler wont be out on common test. PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2337436592041458016?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2337436592041458016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2337436592041458016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2337436592041458016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2337436592041458016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-tests.html' title='I HATE TESTS'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5505069139146034619</id><published>2008-02-25T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:03:54.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>??????</title><content type='html'>So i was looking around at the common test timetable and i LOL-ed. Three subjects a day? Its awesome, its like killing me with a shot in the head than cutting out my body and take out organs one by one. That might sounds gruesome but it's still awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I'm strong, and my brain is like a sponge. I aint weak. Look, I have Physics, Maths, SS and Art all ready! (not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might seemed to have prepared everything for Common test. Truth is, I HAVE NOT! You know what? there are still lots of question is various subjects which I can't get the concept right and teachers refuse to give me after-school remedial thinking that I'm actually good to go, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth? I think I should give myself more stress cause I just seemed so stress-free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art had been quite a hasty time for me. I've almost completed my lino printing to the last cut and still having problems with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???????????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-5505069139146034619?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5505069139146034619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5505069139146034619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5505069139146034619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5505069139146034619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='??????'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4706872962725491560</id><published>2008-02-14T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:03:56.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALENTINE'S ME</title><content type='html'>This valentine's day is probably my most fondest moment ever. Its the first time I gave a flower to girl and for the first time, I invests time planning on valentine's day. I really had problems choosing my presents. People always thinks I'm an expert in choosing presents and always expects nice presents from me and basically, whatever presents I brought people will like it. Truth is, I suck at choosing presents. Choosing presents are just as confusing to me like when I'm solving maths equations. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although valentine's day came early for me this year, I genuinely felt that I received that best gift of my life on valentine's day. Others might felt another way but sincerely, I love the presents, her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy valentine's day ya'll! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-4706872962725491560?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4706872962725491560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4706872962725491560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4706872962725491560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4706872962725491560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-me.html' title='VALENTINE&apos;S ME'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2646614338200589531</id><published>2008-02-10T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:05:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY?</title><content type='html'>HI, it has been awhile since I updated a post. Basically, I was pretty much busy during CNY periods. This year, my parents decided to host a gathering for all relatives at my house. As a host, I have been really busy on both entertaining guests and receiving ang baos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is not all about receiving red packets but, its a time for relatives to get together and talk about all sorts of nonsense, I too, went to other's house and what I really love was, eating other's new year goodies as they seemed to be much nicer than my own, be it self made or brought from supermarkets. This year, I had my braces put on so I didn't really get to enjoy all their self-made pineapple tarts and the lovely 鸡蛋卷 as they would stuck in between my braces and that wouldn't be nice. Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm a kid, CNY means holiday where I can threw my books away to a side, but this unfortunate year, I HAVE TO STUDY on CNY itself. I have lots of homeworks, but thats OK, I don't mind having homeworks but most importantly, in five day, I have to take my admission test, which is like a BIG test that decides whether I'm IN for the O levels. So yeah, I'm nervous and I'm scared. I'm studying my TYS and I'm about to go insane as there are countless of questions I can't answer! As much that I wanted to tear that book apart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I have to go, see ya again! Have a happy CNY!　恭喜发财！红包拿来！学业经部！步步高升！我爱你！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2646614338200589531?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2646614338200589531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2646614338200589531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2646614338200589531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2646614338200589531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title='CNY?'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-8414895784748183394</id><published>2008-02-04T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:49:04.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRACES</title><content type='html'>BRACES IS KILLING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand? Try using the tip of a needle and rub on your ulcers! Try it! Its fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the questions a lot people asked me is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what is it like, putting on braces?" "is putting on braces painful?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting on braces is cool or not, but it also have it's downsides. First off, you have to be able to take a lot of pain but, but not when the dentist is putting on the braces onto your tooths. THE GREATEST PAIN COMES AFTERMATH. For the first two weeks or so, your tooths are literally too weak to bite anything, even bread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one time, I was eating my regular breakfast in the morning, a bread, a yummy bread, a yummy delicious bread, so tempting that I totally forgotten about the existence of my braces that I took a delicious bite on the bread and there i go,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AHHHHHH! AHHHH! AHHH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the morning like.. I had an orgasm... Guess what I did? I dip the peanut butter-y bread into my plain water and it tasted really awful! Like... like eating peanut porridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, you really can't afford to have any ulcers all right? Before I put on my braces, when I had an ulcers, I'd be like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"oh, is that an ulcer?! is that an ulcer?!! Oh LoL, where is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red hot chili&lt;/span&gt; potato chips?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum will be like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"you had an ulcer and still eating potato chips?! Give me that! Drink that BLACK herbal tea, NOW!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is what would probably happen and I WILL still continue having my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red hot chili&lt;/span&gt; potato chips because ulcers would definitely heal in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, NOW, you can't. Because if you don't take good care of it, the metal will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"BUAH"&lt;/span&gt; / rub against your ulcer and you will be dead. DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, Okay, that's it for my rant today. Be good Ya'll. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-8414895784748183394?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/8414895784748183394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=8414895784748183394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8414895784748183394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8414895784748183394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/02/braces.html' title='BRACES'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7299417963157841135</id><published>2008-02-02T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T17:29:46.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING CLEANING</title><content type='html'>For the past few days I was busy with spring cleaning. Cleaning my room isn't easy as it seemed to be. I've got lots of unwanted rubbish which I wanted to get rid of them, but you know what, my mum likes to keep unwanted stuffs! What's worst is, its gonna be stored in my room, in my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, I stealthily took all the unwanted stuffs like, boxes, those foldable little chairs and a faulty table lamp to have them disposed at the huge rubbish chute below my block. When I was about to throw those things into the huge bin, the Bangala worker halt me and took all my stuffs into their 'room'. I told them the lamp was faulty but apparently, they doesn't seemed to understand me. I haven't used the table lamp for like 2 years and when you switch it on, you'll get the eerie feeling that something is behind you.. and why do I need to use it for?.. When I have a new one last month. Muahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back on track, after the house was cleaned, you know its time to buy some stuffs for reunion dinner. Basically, it was some fishes, chickens, porks, vegetables and other miscellaneous stuffs like, sweets, chocolates, tarts and things you eat during Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, my mum and I went down to Sheng Siong Supermarket to buy groceries and my role to there was to help carrying stuffs. Choosing vegetables is really annoying, my mum behaves like a total typical housewife there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing besides her while she was choosing leeks, I don't know what was it for when it is not for consuming until I asked her.... By the way, if you have no idea what's a leek is, I got a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=083_Farfetch27d.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/083_Farfetch27d.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I know this is a bad example but did you see that green thing? That's a leek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that for? Basically, my mum said it was used for counting money? And she would hang it all around the house. But hey, choosing leeks isn't easy after all, you have to choose the fat and greeniest&lt;br /&gt;one. So my mum was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Keong ah, come help me choose the.. the leeks! I want fat fat one and er.. green green one!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing vegetables is annoying, but getting fishes alive is gruesome! I was happily looking at the fish swimming around in the tanks and my mum howled me over. She asked the uncle for two fishes and he catches them with his hands and put it in the plastic bag and hand it to me. You know what, the two fishes are like jumping in the plastic bag all right. Thats cruelty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wanted the fish to be dead, I brought them over to the butcher and thankfully, the fish is dead. I think, I wouldn't want to suffocate to death either. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I got to go, see ya again! PEACE! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-7299417963157841135?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7299417963157841135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7299417963157841135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7299417963157841135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7299417963157841135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/02/spring-cleaning.html' title='SPRING CLEANING'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4934671933800049045</id><published>2008-01-29T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:06:11.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOOTH</title><content type='html'>DO you guys ever believed in the Tooth fairy? When I was still a small kid, every night after visiting the dentist, I'd take the small little tooth and place it under my pillow. But guess what?! It never turns into a coin or something. I'm not really disappointed as I knew that my tooth certainly worth more than a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm considered a adult now, my tooth are naturally adults, with deep roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO basically today, I went to have my tooth pluck off, in order to make sufficient space for my tooths to move around the gaps and guess what, I lost nearly 1 litre of blood. Erm okay, maybe not that much but it is a lot even though I looked absolutely retarded biting that dyed red cotton for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on topic, tooth extraction doesn't hurt that much though except the part when the dentist insert a freaking needle into your GUM. Agree? The funny thing is, the dentist actually gave me back my tooth and my reaction was like, do I have to give this to the tooth fairy? He said, tooth fairy prefer smaller ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute! "smaller ones"? I forgot to mention that the tooth was this huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 175px; height: 300px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Untitled-7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you guys would be reluctant to have your tooth of this size plucked out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting part was, this is easily done by just using a plier and pull.... &amp;amp; VIOLA, its out, together with blood gushing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, See ya soon! PEACEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-4934671933800049045?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4934671933800049045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4934671933800049045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4934671933800049045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4934671933800049045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/01/tooth.html' title='TOOTH'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-9158408404826647071</id><published>2008-01-28T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:13:38.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAR ＣＲＡＳＨ</title><content type='html'>Getting Olvl's results is an exciting day for most of the people but you know what? I've met an car incident right after the release of results. But hey, I'm not bringing these two issues together all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my friends were really playing hard after school and BUMP! And there comes a huge, unbelievable dent on the door of a teacher's car and yeah, today the parents were called down. Guess what they said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What the hell? Did you just called me down because of this dent? You are wasting my time! Just get me the freaking bill OK? Jeez! Oh anyway, do you guys accept visa? You see, I didn't have enough cash with me but I DO have a couple of black/platinum/gold card."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I was just joking anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GOOD LUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, I think, I THINK, I'll make more post more, more regularly. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-9158408404826647071?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/9158408404826647071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=9158408404826647071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/9158408404826647071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/9158408404826647071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/01/car.html' title='CAR ＣＲＡＳＨ'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5544183769491770820</id><published>2008-01-26T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:01:25.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>You know what? It took me 2 weeks, 2 WEEKS! To actually realise that the post is missing. So, if any of you guys came and leave disappointed, I sincerely apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, hows life? Recently, I've been really really busy with school works and you know, this might probably be my last year here in Si Ling Secondary School although, although I'm pretty confident that I WILL be back next year for my Os. As all of us know, last week was the release of Olvl results and we, as Sec 4s was there to witness the joy and sadness of others and you know what? I was actually in awe of this year's top Olvl student whom got all straight distinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL! As I thought to myself, I was really touched, for no apparent reason. I'm sure he was really happy but sadly, none of the Singaporeans get to be the top 3. You know, this is pathetically sad. I thought, what if...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks to the side*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey OMG, Chunkeong, you know what? You are freakingly the top student of Singapore!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahhahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LAUGH!&lt;br /&gt;You know what, this might be a nonsense crap at you, but, but, but guess what? YOU JUST WAIT AND SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to prove that I'm working hard, I've kept my PSP aside, and diligently finish my 10 year series and prepare for Olvls! And most importantly, I'm taking Olvl Mathematics this year. Good radiance to group 1, you know what, that had ruined 10% of my life and now I'm still diligently recovering it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School had recently gave the Magazine to us and the last one I got was the freaking eMag that I got 3 years ago. -_- I still remember that crap with Si Ling's school song in it. All right, back to the Mag, Silians that have the Mag, you can find me at Pg.33, 47, 56 and 81. The school is really stinky to have the book printed black and white. You know what, it's neither retro nor cool! Its spoiling my eyes. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of schools, I recently had my braces put on too! Muahhahaha! It's FUN having braces when you got food stuck in your teeth whenever you eat and braces metal cuts your lips and ulcers were every where and you can't bite anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, enough sarcasm, I truly understands the significance of "No pain No gain" and I choose my braces &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; and hopefully I can advertise for toothpastes in NEAR future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chinese new year is coming soon and I love it! I got my NEW year CLOTHES and it cause me over 200bucks and I've yet to have accessories brought. Don't be mistaken when I say accessories, I don't mean earrings or necklace, I mean a watch! You know what, I've broken my ADIDAS watch into 4 pieces and of course, NOT deliberately done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, shall stop here, midnight is approaching! Good night peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-5544183769491770820?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5544183769491770820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5544183769491770820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5544183769491770820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5544183769491770820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-1190273928002258933</id><published>2008-01-02T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:48:50.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOOOOOL</title><content type='html'>Today is the familiar day where pupils are going back to school after hibernating for 2 month. And for my school's case, the principal would keep yakking for 2 hour flashing the boring slide shows to the whole school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate that but what I hate most was, school dismiss us at 4pm! Guess what? Today is just the first day of school and I got homework to do already! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most scariest thing is, my Chinese teacher is Mdm neo and she set a target that I must get at least a A2 for Chinese. I guess I really need to buck up my Chinese already and not be a disgrace by failing Chinese when I'm a Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bad start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna do something really stunning tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-1190273928002258933?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/1190273928002258933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=1190273928002258933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1190273928002258933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1190273928002258933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2008/01/schooooool.html' title='SCHOOOOOOL'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2421563585046524779</id><published>2007-12-31T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T15:31:11.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD RIDDANCE, 2007!</title><content type='html'>Happy new year, its 2008 soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I apologise for not updating after the 19th of December because I'm hibernating. :) This is what creatures like me does... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when it comes to a brand New Year, the things that comes to mind is, NEW YEAR Resolutions! I remember every time when school reopens, the first composition we are going to write is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what have you achieved in year 2007?&lt;br /&gt;how are you going to improve your life in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;what are you going to achieve in 2008?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the classics of the classics! No, I'm not gonna write that, so don't worry but I'm gonna write down my Resolutions although the fact is that, I never keep any of them after writing Resolutions for 15 years of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My year 2008 Resolutions....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Weighing machine will turn more than 60kg when I step on them.&lt;br /&gt;2. Improve my Chinese/Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;3. Experience winter again! I miss the cold weather!&lt;br /&gt;4. Japan trip&lt;br /&gt;5. Socialize more, make more friends.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do murals on my room if mummy allows.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Get myself a new phone&lt;br /&gt;8. A1 for Maths&lt;br /&gt;9. To fully understand the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chimlogy&lt;/span&gt; of Humanities.&lt;br /&gt;10. less than 5 points for N lvl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, 2007..... I felt that I've changed a lot in this year, noticeable if you compare my earlier (this year) post to the recent one.  I say, this year had been quite a tragic year for me and I'm sure 2008 would be better. I missed out quite a lot of things, and gained a lot of things too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most regrettable mistake I had was, giving up my Mathematic. I might had even scored better if there aren't any negligence. Also, I had also experience much fun stuffs, such as, Outward Bound, NDP07, Hanging out till late night, Basketball tournaments, SAM, and the most enchanting one, South Korea etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having friends from overseas was just great even though there were much language barriers. Its also amazing to witness the phenomena whereby the entire lake frost into solid ice, snowing and the wonderful static shocks that made me feels like some sort of superman and scared, Skiing, the only sport that could make me feel safe with it. Because when you fall, you fall on the snow! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm back in Singapore already, I still can't stop talking about Skorea! I miss the sumptuous food I had there everyday.. GinSeng Chicken, Black-haired Pork, Udon and the food their roadside stalls sells! They are totally, 360degree from the ones in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, I'm also addicted to Kdramas nowadays! :PPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't mention the bad experience out, I'd still say, the early and the late 2007 were the best. Still, I will strive to make year 2008 a wonderful one for people around me! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Do check back for more updates in year 2008!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2421563585046524779?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2421563585046524779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2421563585046524779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2421563585046524779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2421563585046524779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-riddance-2007.html' title='GOOD RIDDANCE, 2007!'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2339311404486227181</id><published>2007-12-19T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:51:30.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EIGHT DAYS AT SOUTH KOREA</title><content type='html'>South Korea was definitely fun even when you get extremely intolerable cold weather (for Singaporeans) that you would need things like heat pack, gloves, beanie, earmuff, lip gloss, moisturizer and scarf in you bag everywhere. Vacuum flask is a must too cause the water inside normal plastic bottle is always cold even when you leave inside the bus for 10hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are much worst (for me) when in mountains - especially mountain full of snow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 323px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2851.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! I'm freezing to death and holding on to a heat pack to survive already and they still took pictures of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP3246.jpg" class="center" height="323" width="223" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you can eat the snow like ice kachang there, no, you can't! Its like collecting rain water and put in your freezer then take it out to make ice kachang. But hey, the ice there really taste good lah! (opps!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I taste the snow picked up from the floor, the tour guild warn me not to and said its dirty, people stepped on in before.. blah blah... FINE! I shan't taste the snow on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha! Devils comes out again when its snowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP3000.jpg" class="center" height="323" width="223" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your mouth open and let the snow gets in! Taste really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shiok&lt;/span&gt; lah!!!! The feeling of the snow melts straight away once it land onto your tongue.... Awww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Korean there must have seen us as idiots that have never seen snow before. Koreans runs to shelter, take out umbrellas, and run home straight away once it snows and we are running out from hotel and get drench by snows. -_- Worst, we even get Koreans to help us take photos when they are rushing off to seek shelter. Crazy right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They must be thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"These Singaporeans must be nuts! Its snowing and freezing here and they are like so damn happy about it! And running around like crazy! Argh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 323px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/LastScan-1.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skiing was a fun sport!!!! The tiring thing is that, since I'm there as a tourist to experience skiing, I'm only allowed to have be on the least steep slope which wasn't fun at all! Since it was the least steep, there was no Gondola lift to lift us up to the highest peak of the mountain and ski down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what? We have to walk with the stupid ski shoe until you ran out of breath in coldness and after 10minutes of climbing a short distance, you ski now withing 10 second. Then you'll have to climb up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days in Korea, I can adapt to the coldness there already. The scenery there was scenic too! I love the snow laying on the side of the road which never seems to melt. That was something that you could never see in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about being adapted to the Korean ways of life, I've also worn the traditional Korean costume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 210px; height: 296px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/koreancostume.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps, my face looks a little bit distorted after resizing. Anyway, people say I look Korean! Censor out the shoe part. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP3507.jpg" class="center" height="323" width="223" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing beside the famous Dae Jang-geum, turns me into Min Jeong-ho! Just kidding. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP3466.jpg" class="center" height="323" width="223" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeju Orange Plantation, In Jeju-do! I can pick any oranges I like over here!! Jeju orange is the best orange I've ever eaten lah! They are sweet, fragrant and nice! They are the most famous local product in Korea. :) Yeah, you wont get it in Singapore. But I still have 8 oranges left now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP3500.jpg" class="center" height="323" width="223" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Chi! You must say thing when taking photos in Korea. Ha Ha! Despite being the famous food in Korea, I didn't eat any of those. Its served in all restaurants in Korea as a side dish. I just dislike the taste. Ha Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, this is the end! Although there are 700photos I took in Korea, but uploading them here will be a long wait. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Korea was great! I'll be there again if I had the chance! :)) Any curiosity, please ask me personally. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An nyeung ha saeyo, Gam sa Ham ni da.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2339311404486227181?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2339311404486227181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2339311404486227181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2339311404486227181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2339311404486227181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/12/eight-days-at-south-korea.html' title='EIGHT DAYS AT SOUTH KOREA'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6096084517525818647</id><published>2007-12-17T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:55:31.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY</title><content type='html'>I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOO damn busy! I have to pack my luggage, edit the videos I took when snowing and all the 600 photographs I took in South Korea. Check for updates peeps! there will be tons of photographs! :))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6096084517525818647?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6096084517525818647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6096084517525818647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6096084517525818647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6096084517525818647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy.html' title='BUSY'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4814841404200131625</id><published>2007-12-08T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T15:28:46.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEPARTURE</title><content type='html'>GOODBYE, Singapore! I'm off to S.Korea &lt;s&gt;for good!&lt;/s&gt;. I'll be leaving in another eight hours time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back eight days later with lots of picture! :))) STAY TUNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KOREA, I'M COMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-4814841404200131625?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4814841404200131625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4814841404200131625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4814841404200131625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4814841404200131625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/12/departure.html' title='DEPARTURE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7608439014621125645</id><published>2007-12-05T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T18:06:16.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALAYSIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M OFF TO MALAYSIA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see the new born baby dog. Her brother and sisters (another 4) died after they were born. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Seeya :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-7608439014621125645?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7608439014621125645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7608439014621125645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7608439014621125645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7608439014621125645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/12/malaysia.html' title='MALAYSIA'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5777595232875800636</id><published>2007-12-04T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T00:27:45.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BARBECUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WASN'T FUN, It was boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nah, just kidding&lt;/span&gt;. All the food turns out burned and charred. Apparently, we wasn't really barbecuing. It was like, burning the food with fire instead of grilling the chicken wings, hot dogs, bacon and ham. Oh, and we didn't cook the ham! I can't bear to see my yummy ham to be covered with soot after trying to 'cook' one. -_- So we ate it raw. Muahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't ate the chicken wing raw of course but they all turned charred so I ended up having none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA, Sorry there is no picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired, bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-5777595232875800636?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5777595232875800636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5777595232875800636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5777595232875800636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5777595232875800636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/12/barbeque.html' title='BARBECUE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3252958756624484253</id><published>2007-12-02T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T00:51:27.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BARBECUE 3 (FORE)</title><content type='html'>All right guys, Keongsportivities (activities) on Monday, 3rd December 2007 (as scheduled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chairman - Oh Qingxiang&lt;br /&gt;V.Chairman - Tan Chunkeong&lt;br /&gt;Host - Jason Cheu Guoyao &amp;amp; Tan Chunkeong&lt;br /&gt;Cook - Oh Qingxiang and (Team A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;team&gt; &lt;team&gt;Fisherman - (Anyone Not in Team A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;anyone&gt;&lt;anyone&gt;Event in Charge - Tan Chunkeong&lt;br /&gt;- Members -&lt;br /&gt;Oh QingXiang&lt;br /&gt;Tan Chunkeong&lt;br /&gt;Toh Boon Kai Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;Pang Kang Hao&lt;br /&gt;Darrence (not confirmed)&lt;br /&gt;Lim Wei Hao&lt;br /&gt;Koh Wei hao&lt;br /&gt;Koh Mei Ying&lt;br /&gt;Thawat Chang Tai Fa&lt;br /&gt;Wang Boon Tat&lt;br /&gt;Jackson Cheng Jie Kong&lt;br /&gt;Jason Cheu Guoyao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, I know this is very LOL but its not done by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also hope to have a group photo at East Coast Park, Area C, Pit 32  at 7.30pm, we hope you will hang around for that. Every attendee will be sent a copy of that photograph for keepsake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/anyone&gt;&lt;/anyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;So anyway, is there anyone wants to have a fun barbecue?! Let me know, I'll fill you in with details. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;team&gt;&lt;anyone&gt;Please kindly confirm on your attendance latest by Sunday (for those who have not), 2nd December, 2459hr. If we do not hear back from you, we will assume you cannot attend, and will give your food to somebody else. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later alligator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Tan ChunKeong&lt;br /&gt;Keongsportivity.&lt;team&gt;&lt;anyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/anyone&gt;&lt;/team&gt;&lt;/anyone&gt;&lt;/team&gt;&lt;/team&gt;&lt;/team&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3252958756624484253?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3252958756624484253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3252958756624484253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3252958756624484253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3252958756624484253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/12/barbecue-3-fore.html' title='BARBECUE 3 (FORE)'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-1521219105792717014</id><published>2007-12-01T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T18:23:18.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLY AWAY</title><content type='html'>I'll be flying off to South Korea just next Saturday! I'm so damn excited. Today I attended a talk on South korea. You will be shocked. You have to give tips to your local guide, driver and tour leader to show your appreciation to their service rendered. Its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fret not, its four thousand dollars won, like, six dollars? Muahhahaha! One dollar equals to around six hundreds dollar! I can be a millionaire there already! The emcee also says that there will be no toiletries provided and you have to rent and pay skiing stuffs for about ten thousand dollars each which is about fifteen sing dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha Ha Ha, Mommy is going to give me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two hundred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thousand&lt;/span&gt; to shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Korea is one hour ahead of Singapore! Its going to be -3 degree to 5. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha Ha Ha. I wont be able to be able to communicate with anyone in Singapore unless I got a phone card or ONLINEEEEEE. I heard there's a Lanshop there from a friend. He said he didn't get to use it because he don't understand what the shop owner is talking about. Muahahaahah! I'm going to learn Korean Language lah. Annyong ha saeyoh? This is so far the only phrase I know despite after watching Korean dramas with the Korean language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I'm going to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Incheon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeju Island&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeju Island's DaeGu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DaeGu's Ski Resort, and&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seoul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;In eight days! I'll fill in the details after I am home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Annyongi kaseyo!&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/32498982-1521219105792717014?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/1521219105792717014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=1521219105792717014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1521219105792717014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1521219105792717014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/12/fly-away.html' title='FLY AWAY'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2202146603753329803</id><published>2007-11-30T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:47:57.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REMINISCE</title><content type='html'>Some *rolleye* poet says old times should never be brought to mind but today, I thought of removing those paper and books that were stuffed into a box back in 2005, when I was in sec. 1. I vacuumed the layer of dust settled on top and opened the box. This&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'the living past'&lt;/span&gt; textbook in a condition scotch taped all over, torn and tattered but with full of memories drawn on it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mn3s7ODvL3U/R1ADmoYh9vI/AAAAAAAAAHY/uhEZbaFpMZI/s1600-R/IMGP2791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mn3s7ODvL3U/R1ADmoYh9vI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6ea3xmn1g2c/s200/IMGP2791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138611137039955698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was funny! I tried to draw a replica of that head and Jason drew a arrow to my name. I canceled it and write his name. HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mn3s7ODvL3U/R1AFuYYh9wI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FfRvQx5Wa-A/s1600-R/IMGP2793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mn3s7ODvL3U/R1AFuYYh9wI/AAAAAAAAAHg/x-iM9AsfpbU/s200/IMGP2793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138613469207197442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA, the Cyndi Wang crap. I think some of you guys might have known it already. :P Embarrassed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still some stupid things written that might affect my image!! Muahhaha! So I'm not gonna post here. BLEHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most interesting of all, I actually found out that I have a diary! But damn, it stops at 2nd February 2005 where I'm suppose to do Maths, exercise 2G. LOL! The last post was like, scribbling all the way. -_- That is no way to treat your diary, Chunkeong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2202146603753329803?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2202146603753329803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2202146603753329803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2202146603753329803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2202146603753329803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/reminisce.html' title='REMINISCE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mn3s7ODvL3U/R1ADmoYh9vI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6ea3xmn1g2c/s72-c/IMGP2791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6225507432827324524</id><published>2007-11-29T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:23:05.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENCHANTED pt.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;left&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/enchanted_238x257.jpg" class="left" height="228" width="159" /&gt;&lt;/left&gt;Enchanted is totally fabulous! I'm soooo omigoodness enchanted. Come to think of it, I should have watched this back in &lt;a href="http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/turns-imaginary.html"&gt;19th November&lt;/a&gt;! Ignore the nonsense written there. -___- I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; indeed foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I dragged my sis to watch with me today and my sis said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Just book it online lah!'&lt;/span&gt; I was like, OKAY! HAND YOUR MASTERCARD OVER!!!!! And, I happily ever after typed out the serial number engraved on the card but hell! I mistook Tues for Thurs (which is today)! Damn. But hey, I only realised &lt;u&gt;until&lt;/u&gt; we ordered our salty mixed popcorns and coke (or pepsi?) and went into the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HORROR!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one was there on our $14 seat! We were so embarrassed! It was dark, so you wouldn't be able to check out our blushed face. HA! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then took the couple seat right at the back. :)) It was so inconvenient loh. Find out yourself next time. Shan't disclose much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't digress further, Enchanted was a great movie! Look at the advertisement there! It was so hilarious! I love the songs a lot. Especially true love's kiss. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6225507432827324524?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6225507432827324524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6225507432827324524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6225507432827324524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6225507432827324524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/enchanted-pt2.html' title='ENCHANTED pt.2'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7801999704112799544</id><published>2007-11-28T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T18:06:59.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'DRESS' FOR S.KOREA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2767.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what I have to wear!&lt;br /&gt;A total of :&lt;br /&gt;1 Thermal wear (top) (undies)&lt;br /&gt;1 Thermal wear (bottom) (undies)&lt;br /&gt;1 Thick woolen jacket (5 different design)&lt;br /&gt;1 Thick thermal jacket (2 different design)&lt;br /&gt;1 Thick thermal long pants (not in the picture (for some unknown reason -.-)) (only one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 100% wool made scarf (LOTS OF IT, with different design (: )&lt;br /&gt;1 Thick head gear&lt;br /&gt;1 Thermal ear warmers&lt;br /&gt;1 pair of thick glove (one not in picture) (two, one for skiing use)&lt;br /&gt;1 pair of thick woolen socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these comes together, I will end up like a fatty with small head! And its really really hot when I wear it at home (for 5 minute), trust me. I sweat like hell! Mummy had to wash it again. I will show the picture after I came back from S.Korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAO BA ZHANG!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. Those that have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'THICK'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; word actually had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'ULTRA'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; behind. I removed it cause every 'thick' had a ultra. EYESORE! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My sis took my labtop away yesterday. Grrrr... She is soooooooo (x100) vain that she needs to use my webcam almost everyday. Ha! On contrary, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T LIKE&lt;/span&gt; using my webcam so its quite pointless. :| Don't ever ask me for having a webcam with anyone. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-7801999704112799544?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7801999704112799544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7801999704112799544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7801999704112799544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7801999704112799544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/dress-for-skorea.html' title='&apos;DRESS&apos; FOR S.KOREA'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3628357580633387861</id><published>2007-11-27T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T01:34:27.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTING</title><content type='html'>I AM BROKE ALREADY! BROKE BROKE BROKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Bugis area today and went west to Jurong's IMM then to up north to Causeway Point. Ha! Quite a accomplishment to me. BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to show two things I brought. :( :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2781.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay... I know its a little way tooooo early to buy this (maybe not), but, heck, this is for my dog, a mini one. Its so cute! But hell, he bit of that fluffy cotton ball from the Santa hat the moment I went bathing and left him with it. Heart pain! I should have use it for myself instead, argh (not implying that I am a dog -_- ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2784.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this Bota Bag! I know that looks weird but doesn't that remind you of those period drama that they used to drink from it? :) I love it! :) :) :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 168px; height: 235px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC00078.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the three story high Christmas tree! Although only 80 cm is covered. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3628357580633387861?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3628357580633387861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3628357580633387861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3628357580633387861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3628357580633387861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/outing.html' title='OUTING'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2660304268644922972</id><published>2007-11-26T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T18:28:28.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EDUSAVE SCHOLARSHIP PART 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I AM A SCHOLAR! :) :) :))))) HA HA HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 213px; height: 330px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2757.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hua hua hua... Jealous right?! :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I received this letter from the letterbox I was damn delighted! I almost forgot to take the key for the box la. Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy and daddy is very proud of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've this scholarship is not by my own effort, but it's everyone's efforts. Without them, I wouldn't have the chance to have the scholarship. I'd like to thanks my allll my teachers esp. Beloved Mr. shanker, Mr. Pek and Mr Lau! :)))) They are the one who taught me the knowledge and made me what I am today. I want to thank my friends who was with me during the harsh days too. Those whom encourage me, accompanied me to KFC study and stayed back for remedial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you! Muack! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part two on 30th December! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2660304268644922972?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2660304268644922972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2660304268644922972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2660304268644922972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2660304268644922972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/scholar-part-1.html' title='EDUSAVE SCHOLARSHIP PART 1'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5600744733858223003</id><published>2007-11-25T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T04:18:34.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAR DIARY</title><content type='html'>I got myself a diary. It was much better than blogging to me seriously. At least I won't get nonsense from idiots like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh Chunkeong, I can't believe you posted such links! No wonder so many people hates you now!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are not going to read properly what I blogged, don't bother to read my blog and tag stupid nonsense. Seriously,  I didn't blog to entertain people like you. Just continue being a hypocrite and pretending to be holy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"OMFGWTFBBQ! You have changed Chunkeong, you are disgusting! And I don't! I'm so freaking holy and clean! Please do not tell anyone you are my friend because you are gross! OMG OMG OMG!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha Ha, fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that had said such hurting comment can jolly well &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck off&lt;/span&gt; and if you hadn't accepted me for who I am you can tell me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Chunkeong, I suggest you don't talk to me any further, because I can't accept friends who posted such eww links on their blog because he wanted people to know what he is blogging about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was so shocked. This is not how friends should function at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't ever try judging me because of what I did in the past. &lt;/span&gt;Let alone what I did a year ago. This is just plain nonsensical and ridiculous. Are you going to tell me that you dont change since the day you were born? Do try harder with your excuses. And yeah, neither do I need friends who are ashamed to be my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; If anyone were to insult her friend, she would stand by her friend and tell the "insulter" that although she is a whore, she is a lovely person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- some blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what friends should be like and I'm glad that I have such friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyone who is still bothered by that incident, &lt;span class="style1"&gt;if we meet on the streets one day &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; you going to pretend not to know me? I will not expect anything back from you. Let me tell you, I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; expected anything from you since the day the friendship started. All I wanted is to last. So sorry, you needn't need to worry about giving anything back in return. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think about the days before it gone bad.&lt;/span&gt; period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a Diary is also good in comparison of vying for fame and glory. I've seen quite a lot of peeps trying a bit too hard. Well, honestly, I myself had also thought of being famous over the net but yeah. I guess bloggers are trying too hard to gain attention though. Purpose of blogging is no longer a 'online diary' instead, it became a tool for money. See! My new advertisement! Enchanted! I like the advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Diary diary here I come!&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/32498982-5600744733858223003?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5600744733858223003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5600744733858223003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5600744733858223003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5600744733858223003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-diary.html' title='DEAR DIARY'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-564251831802667923</id><published>2007-11-22T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T23:49:09.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>to Wan Xiu and Cecilia! HoHooo.. Went to ECP to celebrate Cecilia's birthday with Kanghao Kenneth and Thawat. It was fun despite that we sped off with bicycles to our own way and left Cecilia and Jiaping behind. :P They were really slow! We road to the far end and it was really fun when we rode free-handed with the marathon hand gesture because the marathon posters were all over ECP! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also rode all the way to the jetty and watch some uncles fishing. Preferably, I think using the net to fish is great! The one I saw were sunk deeeeep down into the sea. :) But carelessly, some fish dropped back into the sea with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;prooom&lt;/span&gt; sound. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 'marathon' cycle we rest ourselves at a hump along the sea, enjoying the cooling breeze while waiting for sunset. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2743.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2746.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 318px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2742.jpg" class="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the colour composition of the sunset. :) Its my new desktop wallpaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought a cake and sang the birthday song right beside the neighborhood police post, memorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC00086.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday!!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-564251831802667923?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/564251831802667923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=564251831802667923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/564251831802667923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/564251831802667923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3335411520658238079</id><published>2007-11-21T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T02:55:24.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD GRIEF</title><content type='html'>Goodness gracious! This is probably the sickest and gruesome things I've ever see in my entire life. I can't believe some people could stoop so low the such extend. Wondering what I am talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID PEOPLE DONT UNDERSTAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.joerogan.net/showthread.php?t=64096&amp;amp;highlight=autopsy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right. Take care. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3335411520658238079?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3335411520658238079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3335411520658238079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3335411520658238079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3335411520658238079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/good-grief.html' title='GOOD GRIEF'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-8536119707630434643</id><published>2007-11-19T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:51:35.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TURNS IMAGINARY</title><content type='html'>I just thought I am holding a bag of salty popcorn and a drink with two straws inserted sitting in the cinema enjoying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"enchanted"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns imaginary when Nuffnang didn't reply to my e-mail and so, I presume that either it was a hoax or a joke. I didn't care much about it because of something. So yeah, I'm a optimist. Let's catch it on the twenty-second November yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I think my dog had contracted skin cancer! LOL! ;P My dumb Sister actually said that he is going to die soon. I didn't know why I got so happy for &lt;u&gt;a moment&lt;/u&gt;. Blah! I'm such a evil owner. I remembered once I even forgotten to feed him for a day! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Seriously bored nowadays. You can see from the recent rubbish post about Hindi music. :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-8536119707630434643?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/8536119707630434643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=8536119707630434643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8536119707630434643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8536119707630434643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/turns-imaginary.html' title='TURNS IMAGINARY'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-8632921461787027055</id><published>2007-11-18T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:26:18.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAKE</title><content type='html'>I LOVE INDIAN MUSIC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="290" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/BB6IuQDyuw/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/BB6IuQDyuw/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="290" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAKE TOGETHER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/floating.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/shy31.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" 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/32498982-8632921461787027055?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/8632921461787027055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=8632921461787027055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8632921461787027055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8632921461787027055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/indian.html' title='SHAKE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5011658135447693570</id><published>2007-11-18T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:46:24.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SERIOUS</title><content type='html'>I am serious, seriously. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-5011658135447693570?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5011658135447693570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5011658135447693570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5011658135447693570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5011658135447693570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/serious.html' title='SERIOUS'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4704226465131396979</id><published>2007-11-15T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T18:51:02.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENCHANTED</title><content type='html'>I've won a pair of tickets to Nuffnang latest screening, Disney Pictures' “Enchanted”. Anyone wish to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how hard it is to date someone out for a movie. I just thought I would really like to get together and do something with you. Now I think it's really impossible. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, today is the last day of school (for me) cause I won't be going to school tomorrow. English.... Maths.... Art.... These three subjects together in a day will gives me a bad headache. haix haix haix haix haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:480;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-4704226465131396979?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4704226465131396979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4704226465131396979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4704226465131396979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4704226465131396979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/enchanted.html' title='ENCHANTED'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-597800647769163624</id><published>2007-11-13T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:53:50.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>HA! I shall blog more about my life daily! This means that I'll touch less on controversial topics. :) Oh anyway, school was boring these few days especially when each lesson are one hour thirty minutes long respectively! Add on, some friends hadn't been attending lessons regularly too but this is one thing I can understand. I've been skipping Maths lessons regularly too. I wonder if he did miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch a movie! It has been a long time since I've stepped into a cinema. Anyone for a company? :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I need someone to talk to. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-597800647769163624?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/597800647769163624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=597800647769163624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/597800647769163624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/597800647769163624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-to-my-life.html' title='BACK TO MY LIFE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3131169899155510234</id><published>2007-11-10T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:00:56.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE CALLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXco-9UCIPM&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VXco-9UCIPM&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/drIj9ELHtl0&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/drIj9ELHtl0&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3131169899155510234?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3131169899155510234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3131169899155510234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3131169899155510234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3131169899155510234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-calls.html' title='MORE CALLS'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3101520966581772075</id><published>2007-11-09T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:41:57.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGAPORE ART MUSUEM</title><content type='html'>WAS FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nhb.gov.sg/NR/rdonlyres/57659AEE-493B-4473-999D-528D6BF276AA/2959/2.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially The Big Picture Show which showcases the collection and display of Southeast Asian modern and contemporary art. I'm NOT allowed to take any pictures of the HUGE art works but you can view some @ &lt;a href="http://www.nhb.gov.sg/SAM/Home/"&gt;http://www.nhb.gov.sg/SAM/Home/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, when we were in different showrooms appreciating the magnificent art works, I kept pretending that ALL the painting were the one I drew! And goes around 'introducing' to them when they were studying it. :P The showroom was great! I love the atmosphere with beautiful paintings at its surrounding. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot to mention the purpose of going there. Well, there is this bazaar going on around and there we sells mini notebooks adhered with beautiful sequins. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2674.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's five Singapore dollars each! But hey, don't imagine, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'haiyah, such useless and hideous book who want?'&lt;/span&gt; Surprisingly, there are still people who still buy it happily ever after. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2676.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK! I think there are hundreds of coupon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2678.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm an Art Lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets move one to the FUNNIEST part of the day! :P Man, I was laughing non-stop through out the day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what happened, Thawat and I got bored in class and we decided to prank call Jackson. But his mom listened and he faked up a stupid accent and said he was a Italian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zYQDitFyYQM"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zYQDitFyYQM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: hello.&lt;br /&gt;T: Hello, I'm Janko Veloski, is Jackson at home?&lt;br /&gt;M: (haiz) C...c...chinese?&lt;br /&gt;T: Erm, is Jackson at home?&lt;br /&gt;M: AHHH..&lt;br /&gt;T: I'm Janko Veloski.. (laughters behind)&lt;br /&gt;M: CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;T: HUH?&lt;br /&gt;M: CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;T: Is Jackson at home?&lt;br /&gt;M: Ya..&lt;br /&gt;T: Er, im Verchi Katuso Verlache.. (name changes -_-)&lt;br /&gt;M: ...Hello?&lt;br /&gt;T: Hello.&lt;br /&gt;M: EH, er, you talk chinese la?&lt;br /&gt;T: I am an Italian..&lt;br /&gt;M: CHINESE LAH!&lt;br /&gt;T: I don't know Chinese..&lt;br /&gt;M: OH, dono chinese ah?&lt;br /&gt;T: I'm Kochi Katuso... (name changes again)...(breaks up in laughters)&lt;br /&gt;M: haha, CHINESE LAH! I dono er dono...&lt;br /&gt;T: OH, never mind, never mind! Thank you, bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those names were made up with soccer player's name from PSP. LOL I'm sure its a incorrect one. &lt;s&gt;Anyone knows where to upload the recordings to? :P&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also called, Kang Hao's SIS, Kenneth's Mum and Li Ting's sister. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2623.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2679.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken &lt;span class="shw"&gt;stealthily because we aren't allowed to take pictures in the showroom! :)&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/32498982-3101520966581772075?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3101520966581772075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3101520966581772075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3101520966581772075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3101520966581772075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/singapore-art-museum.html' title='SINGAPORE ART MUSUEM'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2136322690009690888</id><published>2007-11-06T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:12:42.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURE?</title><content type='html'>Sure sure sure sure sure..... What is wrong?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't like your sure, go get a movement form!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walks out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I'm actually quite pissed... NO! I felt so disgruntled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened in some room of some school where some student can't say sure when someone is being told to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wouldn't want to talk more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my leg hadn't recovered! I'm still limping (in a less obvious way). HAHAHA! Damn, I wonder when will my damn leg recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I've forgotten what I initially wanted to type. Forget it, lets move on to something of which some might be interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHEM AHEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Drumrolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ICevjybDpZQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACKSON EXPRESSED HIS LOVE TO SULIVIA&lt;/a&gt; Ver. 2 had always be in demand but on this very day, the soloist version is produced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But hey, please do not think that I'll post it up here. Unless its really in demand! Just for your information, the clip do not contain much content in it so I'm actually planning to collect more and make it into a longer clip. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! Anyway, something I've longed for is out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 172px; height: 248px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/normal_O20071008835985.jpg" class="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all the songs already! And I'm gonna buy it once my leg recovered. Not forgetting going on a shopping spree. It had been a loooooong time since I've done that full-heartedly. Anyone willing to go with me? I actually planned to go last Saturday but I didn't because of my leg. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more to remind myself.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Start my visual diary! &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAN PLAN PLAN, I gotta start planning outing trips with friends! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will remember... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2136322690009690888?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2136322690009690888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2136322690009690888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2136322690009690888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2136322690009690888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/sure.html' title='SURE?'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6484557314827041915</id><published>2007-11-03T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T19:49:27.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID QUESTIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you mated a bull dog and a shitsu, would it be called a bullshit?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If an ambulance is on its way to save someone, and it runs someone over, does it stop to help them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is Grape Nuts cereal called that, when it contains            neither grapes, nor nuts?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are Softballs hard?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why does mineral water that has "trickled through            mountains for centuries" go out of date next year?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is an electrical outlet called an outlet when you            plug things into it? Shouldn't it be called an inlet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all            fours? They're both dogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can blind people see their dreams?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is Greenland called green when it is covered in            ice?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Should Vegetarians eat animal crackers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would a fly without wings be called a walk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why isn’t the number 11 pronounced onety one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6484557314827041915?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6484557314827041915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6484557314827041915&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6484557314827041915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6484557314827041915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/stupid-questions.html' title='STUPID QUESTIONS'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2751473553205423982</id><published>2007-11-03T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T17:56:34.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/05335.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2751473553205423982?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2751473553205423982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2751473553205423982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2751473553205423982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2751473553205423982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/i.html' title='I'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-9214761943203290132</id><published>2007-11-02T19:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:28:52.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY FOOT</title><content type='html'>This is probably the worst sprains I ever got. :(&lt;br /&gt;I have difficulties even walking a step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 219px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2575.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK! I went to a physical therapy specialist  to restore maximum movement and functional ability but Man proposes, God disposes, it hadn't got any better as I still need to depend on my computer wheelchair to move around! Shit, even when I'm walking, I still have to limp here and there. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going for more physiotherapy tomorrow! Hopefully I can recover as soon as possible. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three British tourist  who mocked a 76-year-old rickshaw driver because he couldn't pedal fast enough for them so much so that it caused a huge uproar in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It all started with a British tourist posting online a video he took while on holiday in Singapore about three months ago.&lt;br /&gt;"Get it in gear!"&lt;br /&gt;"2 mph? I can walk faster than this!"&lt;br /&gt;"$10?! Out of your ***ing head!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the Englishman and two of his fellow tourists thought would make a funny video now have them labelled as bullies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 3 minutes 51 seconds video, the three medium-built guys are seen squeezing onto a trishaw ridden by an elderly man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly struggling under their weight, the trishaw uncle pedals at a snail's pace, while his passengers taunt him for going so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lee told The New Paper that the three tourists had originally agreed to pay him $15 for the ride, but after the ride they got off and left in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Mr Lee without paying a single cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.asiaone.com/Digital/News/Story/A1Story20071031-33370.html"&gt;Asiaone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; I felt really sick after looking at the video. What's worst is that they even uploading it on the net themselves! On contrary with STOMP's nonsensical video of shooting others' in the MRT, buses, little peanuts about littering on the floor and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought that they were downright childish for their age; even me, whose age is much younger thinks that they were childish even though practically, they should be more mature. It's disheartening to see people -regardless of what race or nationality- bullying a old man. Worst in a way that they still find it funny. I wonder where is their conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People, please pass the following video to your friend(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KB_GoQ-h9Zg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KB_GoQ-h9Zg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/20071031150910_tnp_trishaw.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor old man's view towards this three bastard. Yes, in mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4QPc5I3YUEo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4QPc5I3YUEo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKs6QhXss2g"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKs6QhXss2g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave your comments at tagboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;"A loving heart is the truest wisdom." -  Charles Dickens&lt;/u&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/32498982-9214761943203290132?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/9214761943203290132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=9214761943203290132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/9214761943203290132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/9214761943203290132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-foot.html' title='OH MY FOOT'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3610721242232544013</id><published>2007-10-31T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:35:42.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>is ultimately boring now! Shit, I realised life is alway boring when we are getting close to holidays. My faithful readers will know. :) On contrary, life seems to be a little more happy now ever since cycling had came into my life. Now, I even ride to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a GT bike parked outside the corridor of my house but after a few weeks, it was gone. Outrageous! To hell with those people that has no decency or morality. SO, what to do to prevent bicycle theft?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) To greatly reduce the chances of your Bicycle getting stolen, get a U-Shackle Lock instead of those chain /cable locks. Trust me, that time I used a THICK stainless steel chain lock and the next day, I saw it lying in 2 pieces next to my bike. The U- shackle lock prevented the thief from running away with my bike! Ask the locksmith if u are not sure what a U- Shackle lock is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Don't just lock the frame to the railings/ bike parking lot, lock up the wheels to something secure or to the bike frame. Reason: If the thief cannot steal your frame, he can still remove your wheels and steal them, leaving the frame behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Park the cheap bike outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) If possible, park your bike at a place where there will be lots of people around, 24 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, it will ended up like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 252px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/023.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;This is hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/halloween.jpg" class="center" height="252" width="337" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess not many Singaporean celebrates Halloween but since today is Halloween I shall show you something... not so scary. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 272px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/image002-6.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 272px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/image008.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 272px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/image005-3.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 272px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/image003-5.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 272px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/image009.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 272px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/image011-3.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, do you know why dogs hate Halloween? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3610721242232544013?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3610721242232544013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3610721242232544013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3610721242232544013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3610721242232544013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4314742153594722717</id><published>2007-10-27T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:38:34.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 370px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/youllneverknow.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years since the day we met and unknowingly, I fell.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to thanks the enormous help given to me in times of intensive frustration, compromises and deception, for your extreme kindness for opening a big door to my life. You, indeed had given me confidence and much advices for something and added much life to my life seriously. Thanks, for tolerating my nonsenses in class with crazy stuffs and sometimes, my cold jokes. I know somethings I said might had been insulting to you, however, I'm just trying to cheer you up sometimes but ended up offending you. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps sometimes I might do things that are insensitive and turns out that I'm obvious to it but sometimes I don't really know what happened. About the apology things, sometimes I asked you what happened and you refused to tell me then I don't know how to say sorry to you cause I don't know what happened even though I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SHOULD &lt;/span&gt;know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, its not that I didn't care about your existence. I just thought you might feel better if I leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I must say you had been a goooooood friend all year round and thanks for being my listening hear even though I have disgusts you totally. You are a good companion for the past three year. We both shared good times and bad times together. I do enjoy talking to you with laughters cause being with you is the moment I can feel really stress-free. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do try to be happy sometimes. It pains me to see you being emotional for some guy and end up hurting yourself. Think positively! I'm someone will be out there for you, one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best, in your life and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Chun Keong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-4314742153594722717?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4314742153594722717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4314742153594722717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4314742153594722717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4314742153594722717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3696082960421171715</id><published>2007-10-26T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T17:50:35.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIP HIP</title><content type='html'>Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the official date whereby students like me will be going to school to collect our holistic report book from the school. For people who have done well (like me) will be going by ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn delighted when I got back my report book (which meant the overall results), I didn't really expect to get a Second in class position and top ten in the entire level position! My, It might probably be better if my Maths teacher didn't changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Shanker said I might not be in the same class if my Maths results isn't good and told me to work harder next year and say that guy wouldn't be my Maths teacher anymore. I jumped in joy! This had definitely added to my beatitude for my results. Man, I immediately looked at Mr. Shanker with my glittery full-of-hope eye and said, "REALLY?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't like being in his class and I wrote a awful comment in his survey form and I wrote a beautiful one for all teacher. SERVE HIM RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For the past few days we hadn't been doing any studies but worst of all, I have to stay in school till sixteenth November for next year's GCEs when others are already enjoying their holidays .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, had been a sporty week for me. We had Basketball, Soccer, Floor Ball, Captain Ball,  competition and we also have Drawing and Essay Writing competition regarding Healthy Lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I didn't even won any of it, even a consolation prize. Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to take part in the Basketball competition actually but I hadn't played much in this year and thus, lost interest in it. Oh ya, did I mentioned that I had semi-quit the CCA? I was flabbergasted when Mr. Pek invited me to be his referee. I was like, OK, I accept.......... bribes, you still want? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I had also explored the not-so-ghostly Si Ling Primary School. That godforsaken place and I had heard enough of people saying there are ghosts in there. Seriously? I think that is total crap, I even went in to the toilets and some spooky classroom and guess what I saw? NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took billions of pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 280px; height: 209px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2541.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the spooky classroom that has "bloodstains"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2536.jpg" class="center" height="209" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is a place where learn and experiences new things and it definitely is, in Si Ling Secondary School. Some of our friends got late for school and they had made us do manual work! Which means, the life of a Bangala worker. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC00275.jpg" class="center" height="209" width="280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? They even have the equipments ready. I must say the school had made use of every opportunity for such things and this is one thing I'm  not really happy with(even though I'm quite happy). Look, we are here for school and we paid school fees, you made us do the dirty work which we are NOT suppose to do and its meant for the workers and they are paid to do their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are smart for using punishment as an excuse, I have nothing to say. But hey, I worked the hardest OK?! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another thing, Its the fact that I'm happy with my results and I'm proud of it. If any of you guys think I'm a hypocrite(whatever) or another case, being sour grapes for not entering a better stream, then you are wrong. I do not have the intention of disparaging what you had obtain, I know its a big deal with real substance to be needed. I do not wish to praise too much as you might get duly conceited which led to no good. I'm pretty upset by this because it seemed that I'm being accused for being a loser here. I DO NOT concern/care being to one because I will be secondary four next year and THAT hadn't been my dream since the day I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, TAN CHUNKEONG IS BEING A FUCKING HAO LIAN NOW. :) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but is trying to be humble in a not-so-hypocritical way.&lt;/span&gt;&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/32498982-3696082960421171715?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3696082960421171715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3696082960421171715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3696082960421171715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3696082960421171715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/hip-hip.html' title='HIP HIP'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5644389380321745633</id><published>2007-10-23T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:56:35.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOCOLATE</title><content type='html'>Ugh, I'm dying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of the chocolates I have already. Recently, I've been buying chocolates to sort of 'reward' myself for being such a good boy these months and shit, I brought a HUGE bar of Cadbury Chocolates Almond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after eating 1/10 of it, I place it peacefully in my fridge to prevent it from melting and today, the bloody more than half of is was GONE! To my sister's. Angrily, I tried stuffing the chocolates into myself to prevent her for eating my chocolates! That's so expensive okay! I didn't even bear to buy any for myself in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I got sick of it, really sick that I'm really suffering from overdose of chocolates. That awful feeling that I can't even breath. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You damn, you know that's not what I wanted. I'm absolutely sure you know what I want. You think I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eating chocolates&lt;/span&gt;?! Neither do I get delighted doing these. That's not my wish, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for eating too much chocolates.&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/32498982-5644389380321745633?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5644389380321745633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5644389380321745633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5644389380321745633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5644389380321745633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/chocolate.html' title='CHOCOLATE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6340273289522463143</id><published>2007-10-21T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:14:42.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FEAR</title><content type='html'>Apparently, I've seen quite a few cases whereby people lost a friend through internet. I myself had been going through such experience over and over again. Personally, I find it fun to know more people through blogging but some, I hesitate to be friendly enough and talk to them. One reason, I'm scared of losing the friendship we might have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENOUGH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough of such happenings, seriously. Why must things always ends this way? Someone that I cherished the most? I don't know, each and every friend I felt comfortable talking to always undoubtedly ended up like this. Why? Am I that disgusting? Am I that irritating? Am I that unfriendly? Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why must things always ended up the same way like before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my entire life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is the reason why I hated talking online. It had caused me to lose friends that I'm comfortable being with again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was for things to remain the best way, perhaps I'm just so unreasonable and hard to get along with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those I had those special times with and I no longer have what I had with you. I want them back because I never want them to stop. But maybe that's part of being human. Stop, renew, stop, renew. I felt helpless, I saw all my friends leaving one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do anymore, perhaps I'm just a irritant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6340273289522463143?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6340273289522463143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6340273289522463143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6340273289522463143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6340273289522463143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-fear-personal.html' title='MY FEAR'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-9107727176409060748</id><published>2007-10-20T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T15:56:58.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACEBOOK</title><content type='html'>Who still uses friendster nowadays?! That's so out-dated! Anyway, I've deleted my Friendster account weeks ago. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, FACEBOOK RULES!&lt;br /&gt;Add me, on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=785464961"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;! If you hadn't sign up, sign up now. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-9107727176409060748?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/9107727176409060748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=9107727176409060748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/9107727176409060748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/9107727176409060748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/facebook.html' title='FACEBOOK'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3332875923086470688</id><published>2007-10-19T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T23:13:45.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LETTER TO DAD</title><content type='html'>Dear Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you, but I'm&lt;br /&gt;leaving home. I had to elope with my new girlfriend Sandy because I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;avoid a scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real happiness with Sandy&lt;br /&gt;and she is so nice to me. I know when you meet her you'll like her too -&lt;br /&gt;even with all her piercings, tattoos, and revealing clothes. But it's not only&lt;br /&gt;the this happiness Dad, she is pregnant and said that she wants me to&lt;br /&gt;have more kids and that we can be very happy together. Even though Sandy is&lt;br /&gt;much older than me (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days, is it?), and has no&lt;br /&gt;money, really these things shouldn't stand in the way of our relationship,&lt;br /&gt;don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy has a great CD collection; she already owns a trailer in the woods&lt;br /&gt;and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's true she has other&lt;br /&gt;boyfriends as well but I know she'll be faithful to me in her own way.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my&lt;br /&gt;dreams too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and she'll be&lt;br /&gt;growing it for us and we'll trade it with our friends for all the&lt;br /&gt;cocaine we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for&lt;br /&gt;AIDS so Sandy can get better; she sure deserves it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of&lt;br /&gt;myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know&lt;br /&gt;your grandchildrens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving son,&lt;br /&gt;Chun Keong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbor's house.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my&lt;br /&gt;report card that's in my desk center drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home. I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3332875923086470688?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3332875923086470688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3332875923086470688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3332875923086470688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3332875923086470688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter-to-dad.html' title='LETTER TO DAD'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5311923355143413050</id><published>2007-10-18T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T23:11:19.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPEDITION</title><content type='html'>MAD! Total madness! Thawat actually came around in the morning when we are having night cycling! Anyway, I woke up at 4AM today so its somehow fine to go out early in the morning. Well, I was starving since I hadn't ate any food for dinner since I'm sleeping. The only thing I ate before was yesterday's afternoon which was the bloody &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nasi Lemak&lt;/span&gt; in school's canteen. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Digress; I think it’s time I should comment about the food in my school’s canteen. Anyway, I’m not sure about what other’s school sells, whether is it nice or not? I don’t know. But one thing for sure, the food in my canteen just sucks. Imagine having cold noodles as your lunch? Seriously, the noodles are freaking cold even when it’s in the not-so-hot soup. Trust me, you could feel it. And if you are trying to be funny by saying “&lt;i style=""&gt;Oh, I just thought that they are selling cold noodles like those from Japans’!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sorry, at least those from Japan are nice, these? I think nobody would want it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not by just targeting on the noodle stall alone, I too must make another factor. The economic (or economy, whatever) veg. rice stall sucks too. Actually there’s two economic rice stall, one closed down for some unknown reason. They have been selling the same old thing for years and they are so freaking inefficient, you’d normally sees a long queue of students queuing up when there’s two helper. Basically, they are took their own sweet time and freaking people cutting queue. That’s even worst at the Malay food stall. People would have just kept cutting queue until you have to squeeze your way in or else you wouldn’t have a chance to purchase your food. But hey, it’s so much better when they’re having their Puasa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  Enough, and back to the topic. Before we start our night cycling expedition, we went spraying my GT bike into black colour and there goes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"WAH!!! That freakingly looks like a haro bike!!!"&lt;/span&gt; So anyway, it's now all black in colour. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, NIGHT EXPEDITION! WE CYCLE ALL THE WAY FROM WOODLANDS TO &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, just kidding, if that was true, my thighs would have probably became overexerted and and contracts due to cramps before I could finish half a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we cycle to Sembawang Park. I do experience cramps all the way mainly because I hadn't been exercising since I've stopped attending Basketball training. Apparently, the new teacher-in-charge didn't even know that I'm from basketball (which is good :) ) until Kenneth arouse into the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I started to digress again, lets have some picture for your leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC00102.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went for the expedition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC00106.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, the boys version of Jay chou's SECRET. The line &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"我很喜欢你的背影啊"&lt;/span&gt;(I like the back view of yours, Xiao Yu saying to Jay Chuo when cycling) in a very girlish tone. When I said I'm going to post this on blog, Jackson was so afraid that Sulivia would see this. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC00088.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, we were all too tall for this shot, NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC00091.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooHOo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC00098.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its time for you to say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"我很喜欢你的背影啊"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC00076.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being hungry, we actually have Ice-cream for lunch. Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's! Banana flavor. -_- Nice! Because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, night cycling was fun! we actually went into the industrial park and let the dogs chase after us by making loud sounds to alert those wild ferocious dogs That was so exhilarating! I almost for bit by that dog that suddenly popped out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the expedition was fun and I want it again! :))))) SHIOK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-5311923355143413050?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5311923355143413050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5311923355143413050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5311923355143413050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5311923355143413050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/expedition.html' title='EXPEDITION'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4096411791688522954</id><published>2007-10-18T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T04:12:32.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAWN</title><content type='html'>LOOK at the time now! Its almost 4AM and I just came back from my dreams. I can't believe I let my computer turn on and my MSN running when I'm having a 'nap'. In the end, countless of orange bars and turns out that I'm ignoring people. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can't have a nap like normal people did, I'd just dose off and sleep till the next day. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, shall try to sleep again now, watch out for &lt;s&gt;tomorrow's&lt;/s&gt; tonight's post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we did wait, we did!&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/32498982-4096411791688522954?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4096411791688522954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4096411791688522954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4096411791688522954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4096411791688522954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/yawn.html' title='YAWN'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7518780135851911034</id><published>2007-10-16T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T20:13:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>92 DAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back track, something is bound to happen every month. Or is it that I take it too seriously? Come to think of it, I think I'm &lt;s&gt;a bit&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; naive, very. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh well, Good luck, I expect no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I glad that end-of-year exams are finally over, at least to me. This also means that it marks the start of another new yet stressful part of life, Secondary four (N-level)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH! Physics paper today was a killer paper. Hell, I only have one hour fifteen minutes to complete that damn thing, who the hell set the time limitation? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; This might just pull down my combined science grade. :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iHate:&lt;br /&gt;Refractive Index&lt;br /&gt;and Moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, these two topic almost killed me. For Refractive Index, I totally forgotten about the sine rule and to cross multiply! I dumbly moved the sin(x) over to another side. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For moments, I merely forgotten about what should I do. I used to excel in that OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you again, continue to visit! :)&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/32498982-7518780135851911034?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7518780135851911034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7518780135851911034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7518780135851911034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7518780135851911034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/92-days.html' title='92 DAYS'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3954152720384139856</id><published>2007-10-16T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T21:15:20.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LIKE SOMEONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Liking.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" 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/32498982-3954152720384139856?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3954152720384139856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3954152720384139856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3954152720384139856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3954152720384139856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-like-someone.html' title='I LIKE SOMEONE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-1231106483452820908</id><published>2007-10-15T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:17:33.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARTIFACT</title><content type='html'>Its holiday and I’ve been “busying” studying at home when I’m like a sponge that can’t absorb anything. It’s frustrating! Tomorrow is physics paper and I can’t remember how to do a single question in the worksheet that my teacher gave. I felt like a disabled child. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even dreamt that I don’t know a single question in the exam script. Holy goodness! How ridiculous. See? I’m under such an intense stress even Mr. Shanker haunts me in my La La land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, enough of the insanity. Lame jokes aside, be awed by my artistically allured art pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2486copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 200px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2486copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clickable! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't worry, I won't end off with this. :) Anyway, this is just a drawn picture of myself for my 'N Level' course work for some transformation shit. Oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says my mouth looks big (and crooked)! But hey, when I tried the Liquify tool in Photoshop, it just get worst. GAH!!! My photoshop skill are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt; BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/regalia-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 200px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/regalia-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, its uncompleted or else I'd have bring out the whole effect! Oh, why is it uncompleted? I have to seek advice from my teacher lest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot to mention that this is the Regalia theme then we are going all about. Speaking of which, almost a quarter of my class choose theme Regalia which is SO ubiquity! Anyway, I myself choose Regalia as my theme too but being uniquity of ubiquity, unlike others, whose crowns and swords are the regalia, I choose fruits! Innovative eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine some kings or queens of some fairy-tale fruits kingdom wearing it. That would be so happy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 200px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2479.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you think the coloured one is too fairy-tale, then this should be rocky enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;THE IMPERIAL REGALIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you can imagine its some Royal Monarch in a castle made of gold which have thousands of maids serving her when she is having her lunch wearing this. Elegant eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the conclusion is...&lt;br /&gt;Coloured = fairy-tale&lt;br /&gt;Black and Gold = high class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've actually taken down some pictures of the transformation process but as this is a 'N-level' course work, I shan't reveal much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...will tomorrow be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-1231106483452820908?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/1231106483452820908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=1231106483452820908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1231106483452820908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1231106483452820908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/artifact.html' title='ARTIFACT'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-8119070004172392723</id><published>2007-10-12T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T19:01:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRUSHING DOWN</title><content type='html'>As I read through the pasted text you've wrote, it just feels like thousands of swords penetrated through fundamentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do I stands in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I means in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I represents?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-8119070004172392723?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/8119070004172392723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=8119070004172392723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8119070004172392723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8119070004172392723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/crushing-down.html' title='CRUSHING DOWN'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7782770208917815839</id><published>2007-10-10T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:49:34.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE X2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="330" width="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICevjybDpZQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICevjybDpZQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="330" width="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A much nicer version, courtesy from &lt;a href="http://kraynard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kane Raynard Goh&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not extra, not extra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm blogging already, I might as well update. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies and Maths today and I totally have not enough time finishing my structured essays. I do not know why some can still sleep so happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random pictures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2432.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2434.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever tried playing with the leftover food after you ate? Though a famous monk from taiwan said that if we have 3 meals a day, we should be content. Because africans don't even have that. And because of that, we should not waste food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dish is called crane flies over the bone. In any case if you didn't notice, there's a paper crane folded by Thawat. And that, cost SGD$96.87/-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-7782770208917815839?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7782770208917815839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7782770208917815839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7782770208917815839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7782770208917815839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-x2.html' title='LOVE X2'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3169734581478106140</id><published>2007-10-09T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:28:50.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPRESS IT</title><content type='html'>A thousand times since Jackson has shown his love to Sulivia. Today, he did it again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 200px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2410copy.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was too shy to face him. Maybe there's too many light bulbs around, maybe that explain why the picture is so bright. So Cecilia wrote something for him to read out. I know that's a bit insincere, but it took lots of courage you know? I'd be too shy to say that. Some even called him Spiderman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ttIzb3Cy1fA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ttIzb3Cy1fA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FINALLY AFTER 983746293874 HRS, I'VE UPLOADED THE VIDEO, ENJOY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is what he says -yes, in Mandarin- listen to it carefully. :) AH, If I were she, I'd definitely give him a hug and say, YES! Jackson is not that bad okay? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love with votings nowadays. So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://poll.pollcode.com/Qqbq"&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238); width: 151px; height: 155px;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:Black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Should Sulivia accept Jackson?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" value="1" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:Black;"  &gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" width="5"&gt;&lt;input name="answer" value="2" type="radio"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;color:Black;"  &gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input value="Vote" type="submit"&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" colspan="2" style="color: white;" align="right"&gt;&lt;style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;/style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Nike says, JUST DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Biology Science and English paper 2 exam today and I think its pretty relaxing to have two easy subject put together. :D Hey, I did Biology with confidence OK? I actually wanted to put something taboo here but I guess not lest I'd get into trouble. BAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have photo taking in the afternoon after recess and and and I hated it! First, we have our cute, good-looking, gorgeous, handsome, pretty, pulchritudinous, ravishing, sightly, lovely faces taken right&lt;br /&gt;behind an ugly, rotting tree behind. Tell me, what is so scenic about the environment? You could see rotten, yellowish and decaying leaves and flowers planted on the floor. Luckily we were blocking it. Secondly, how the hell can you smile in front of 3 classes of pupils looking at you? I bet that photo is gonna be hideous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2403.jpg" class="center" height="200" width="267" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S: THIS IS JUST A PRELIMINARY SHOT, PLEASE WAIT FOR THE CONCLUDING SHOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE? Forget it, I bet there aren't any nice places other than this already. Anyway, that's class 3n1. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3169734581478106140?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3169734581478106140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3169734581478106140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3169734581478106140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3169734581478106140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/express-it.html' title='EXPRESS IT'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-1501735958490868811</id><published>2007-10-06T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T16:21:51.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REJUVENATED</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! A new &lt;s&gt;template&lt;/s&gt; layout! Who uses templates now? That's so out-dated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I know this design isn't as fancy compared to those fancy BlogSkins.com at &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/"&gt;blogskins.com&lt;/a&gt; or something but I'm idiosyncratic, I don't like the layouts there for some unknown reasons. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Please voice out your comments at my tagboard or if you are shy, don't bothered or lazy, at least click on the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;poll&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you, I appreciate your comments. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went swimming today, please do not be mistaken by the comment on my tagboard about Geylang. I don't go there and I've never been there before (the prostitution area OF Geylang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming today, was the first time I was taught to hold breath underwater and look around.&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;Wait, wait..&lt;br /&gt;I know how to do that! But what was that for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"eh, you look underwater, that lady is swimming towards here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Looks&lt;/span&gt; underwater*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wah, so big right? OMG!"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 415px; height: 278px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Untitled-6.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alright, next week is my exams, I gotta study! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-1501735958490868811?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/1501735958490868811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=1501735958490868811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1501735958490868811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1501735958490868811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/rejuvenated.html' title='REJUVENATED'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3776557556003668729</id><published>2007-10-04T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T20:47:07.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABHORRENCE</title><content type='html'>My god! It’s October! This means that exams are here, in this holy month. As always, Mother Tongue papers are always earlier. But heck, I still did it with confidence even though Chinese characters are indecipherable to me so I don’t really know whether that confidence was real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/prodimg_px2051.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this dictionary which we students were supposed to have was spoilt many months ago. So I’m always relying Kang Hao on that. For your information, this is the only type of digital dictionary which are approved by the Singapore Examinations &amp;amp; Assessment Board (SEAB) will be allowed for use in the Chinese Language composition component of national examinations. In this case, end of year exam. I remembered I paid twenty-five dollars using edusave last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another type of dictionary that are allowed in examination halls are the classics one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 231px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2393.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! You can’t believe I actually brought that to school. See? I’m desperate for at least a pass in my Chinese Composition and Situational Writing (informal letter). I was told beforehand that informal letter was coming up and Ms. Kwan even personally draft out the format of an informal letter. Like where you should place the address and what should you write at the end of the letter. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the dictionary, I thought that thick book would have helped me in my paper one, so I brought it to school. In the end, not only did it not even help me a single bit, I didn’t even use it. I merely just help myself and took his digital dictionary and use it and amazingly, the teacher didn’t even bothered (which is a good thing). Can you believe it?! It’s the final year exam, the last exam! Anyhow, to my advantage, I even asked Kang Hao to read out the questions for Composition for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I totally love it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case if you are interested in the questions which I’m not sure if it’s alright to reveal here but heck, I’m going to post it in English anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• What do you think about teenagers taking up part-time jobs while studying to earn working experience? Talk about it and write down your opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wish! I’m not going to write down what I’ve wrote and anyway, I’ve much forgotten about it. But I do remember how I wrote it. You know your humanities essay? How you should write it? Talk about the given factor and add in some other alternative factor? Or whatever shit your teachers have taught you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just used that format. Hopefully my command of mandarin is decipherable enough for the teachers to understand. Oh well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this! I just hate this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dearest principal starts her talk in the morning assembly regarding this “new” criteria for promoting the N(A) students to Sec 5N, I listened to it with my jaws open. Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case if you hadn’t heard about it, the Ministry of Education (MOE) is enhancing a stronger foundation for post secondary education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To better prepare students for progression to post-secondary education, MOE will better align the promotion criteria for N(A) students’ promotion from Sec 4N to Sec 5N with the admission requirements to the polytechnics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, the criteria for promoting the N(A) students to Sec 5N  comprise a pass in English Language (EL) and the aggregate score of their best 3 subjects at the ‘N’ level examinations.  MOE will introduce the following refinements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Include both EL and Mathematics as compulsory subjects for computation in the aggregate score; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) Increase the number of subjects to be included in the aggregate score to 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The changes will align the promotion criteria with the admission requirements to the polytechnics which likewise include 5 subjects in the computation of the aggregate score.  EL and Mathematics are also required for most of the polytechnic courses.  The refined promotion criteria will apply to the 2009 Sec 4N(A) cohort onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, 78% of Sec 4N students go on to Sec 5N after sitting for their ‘N’ levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, only 60% of Sec 5N students do well enough at their ‘O’ levels to be eligible for admission to the polytechnics.  Hence, amongst the Sec 4N cohort, slightly less than half (48%) are eventually eligible for the polytechnics. With the refinement in promotion criteria to Sec 5N, MOE anticipates that more students will be motivated earlier in their secondary years, before they enter Sec 5N, in their studies aimed at progressing to the polytechnics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(B)        An Additional Pathway for Sec 4N(A) Graduates to ITE&lt;br /&gt;Students who do well enough in their ‘N’ levels to meet the revised criteria for progression to Sec 5N (EL-Maths-B3 ≤ 19) will be given the additional option of enrolling in a new curriculum track comprising direct entry to Higher Nitec courses at the ITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this option, the students can start their Higher Nitec studies a year earlier, compared to the current situation where N(A) students have to sit for their ‘O’ level examinations first before being eligible for Higher Nitec courses. Annex B illustrates the possible pathways for Sec 4 N(A) students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ITE will pilot the new curriculum track starting from 2008, for qualifying students from the 2007 Sec 4 N(A) cohort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N(A) students admitted into the new curriculum track will go through a  ten-week preparatory course. This will comprise relevant topics focussing on mathematical concepts and scientific principles required for the Higher Nitec curriculum.  Oral and written communication skills will also be emphasised in the preparatory course to strengthen students’ literary skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-for more informations click &lt;a href="http://www.moe.gov.sg/press/2007/pr20071002.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be another hell for me. First, I had the O-level Maths nonsense and I’m still struggling with it and now, I have to go through this “new criteria” thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me die!!! Just let me die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe that such things could actually happened to me. Then I started to think what would happen if I ended up in ITE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I freaked out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I went to ITE to “understand” how they studied there, I told myself, I’d never ever want to study there! I’d rather die!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I told myself I’ll never skip Math lessons again, I’ll listen attentively in class…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wait a minute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure? Seriously? You’d dose off every time in math lessons! There’s no way you can catch up when you are so far behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, shit! I’m going to study anyhow! If I can change a teacher….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[to be cont.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3776557556003668729?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3776557556003668729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3776557556003668729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3776557556003668729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3776557556003668729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/10/abhorrence.html' title='ABHORRENCE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-1270902409187366771</id><published>2007-09-30T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:56:48.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT GENRE</title><content type='html'>Obviously, its noticeable that there's a picture up there. I can't really say this is much of a 'new' BlogSkin but just adding up a picture up there. The HTML codings alone, could have me ended up in IMH. That picture, was taken a few years ago and recently, I stumbled upon this at the 'My Pictures' folder which seemed quite artistic (to me) eh? The arrows pointing towards my face also indicates that this blog is written by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;'your unexpected blog genre'&lt;/u&gt; means that its not exactly about how my stuffy life went like most of you would think of. Most common genre of blogs you'd find in Singapore's blogosphere are these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)Cam-Whore Blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who post multiple photos of their face on the blog, nevermind if its the picture of you with your friends, your pets or a newly brought shirt. Mainly for girls to act cute or to show how beautiful they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commonly, the pictures would definitely be more then the words they typed out. In this case, the term, pictures tell a thousand words is used to tell you where they gone to, how many &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jiemeis&lt;/span&gt; (sisters) they exactly have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at myself in the mirror, I decided that my blog will not be associated with this. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)Controversial Blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They spend their time venting their angers on their Blogs so as to indirectly tell that particular victim how much she/he hates him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, its used to type out their own opinions even when they don't really appeal, somehow like my principle. -_- They would say anything and when someone get offended, the magic phrase appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"its my blog and I have to right to say what I want"&lt;/span&gt; which is true to a extend but not too offensive until the authorities came knocking on your doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)Twits Blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Commonly girls who enjoy typing like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"tuHdae iie ghOo tuHh oRchArdd nn plaee wiith mOii fwendsss!!! vEriie fuNn!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is totally indecipherable and only she herself could interpret what was typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)Life Blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For people who have large number of friends to go out with everyday. To update how your life is, where you have gone with which particular friends, what you have ate for your breakfast, dinner or lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, four is enough, there are still many genres for you to think of. Look around you. And see whats your genre. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I usually have nothing to claim for my Sundays, so be it. I decided to have my hair cut since Exams are approaching next week. But, today, I decided not to because boredom got over me and I started taking out my Mum's haircutting scissors and start meddling with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I didn't entirely cut everything, of course, I only cut it thinner for easier styling. :D My fringe, side burn, back are still as long. :)&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/32498982-1270902409187366771?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/1270902409187366771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=1270902409187366771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1270902409187366771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1270902409187366771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-genre.html' title='WHAT GENRE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4916652632834023730</id><published>2007-09-29T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T23:37:54.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGGING</title><content type='html'>with Raynard claiming that he has nothing to read when I just lent him my precious book - 'Ten people you met in heaven' which I hadn't read yet. For a moment, I've been reading lesser and lesser mainly because I had no time for that as I only get the chance to read in the morning during assembly instead of listening to my dear principle talking repeated stuffs over and over again and she doesn't seemed to be sick of it. I'm not sure if I had mentioned this before, she just die die have to say something even if it doesn't really appeal much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for another comeuppance, I get to be labeled as putting up a fallacy to read a book by Thawat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, I'm bloody fed up with the new BlogSkin I was desperately trying to create yesterday night. Honestly, it wasn't a fantastic skin but I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desperate for a new change.&lt;/span&gt; I got problems with the codings and I also tried various different methods, seriously. I don't know how some people just manages to have their ideal BlogSkin up there. OH, and I'm so jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, my class received the 'GCE N-LEVEL ART EXAM QUESTIONS' mentioned by my art teacher earlier this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/www.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so freaking delighted about it! (for no apparent reasons) Man, we get to prepare really early for next year (2008) except that seems so pretty not faraway. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digressing, lets talk about the end of year  art examination that is approaching this upcoming October. There is practically nothing special about it except for the Children's day that is not much related to me but since we secondary school can't have our Children's day rights, we shall face much of a greater things that teenagers should face - EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god! Personally, art exams wise is quite easy as 90% of the work is done during class so we just have to pretend as if we are doing the art enthusiastically in the examination hall (as usual). Wondering why? Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0352.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the boards for our N-Level preparations as well as for our end of year exam. My teacher claim it as 'making our life easier' by not doing another piece again. His words make me feel sick. How would it be 'easier' when we have to draw two picture each time and it has to replica the exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0353.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Nadia as my poster girl which means that not only we must &lt;s&gt;pretend&lt;/s&gt; be enthusiastic in the examination hall, we too, are enthusiastic also in the backstage (artroom) itself. Seriously, being in his class and Ms. Joyce class were totally different. Back in Ms. Joyce class, we get to relax like nobody's business, we laughed loudly, played roughly, smashed the plates in the art room and the hid pieces in one of the drawers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, we sit down and do our work like cow, once we start talking, we would get scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides preparing for Art exam, English, we also had our Oral exam. Thawat and I was enthusiastic to the extend that we started to speak with one another using the American accent. Apparently we didn't take the Oral exam seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also tried using China-English accent which we learnt from those chinamen whom tried really hard to speak English with us though we were obviously ready to speak Mandarin with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the different accent in and out of my mind, up till the actual day, when the teacher starts her conversations with me, I was so nervous that I just said 'I don't know' for a few questions and I'm so disappointed in myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She basically asked about irrelevant questions like, recycling, global warming and pollutions. Seriously, I have no comments on such questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miraculously, I have found interest in Maths again which previously dead for me, I actually met upon this relieved teacher who taught me Maths from the basics again and she is great! Much greater than my current Maths teacher whom apparently have taught graduating students for whatever donkey years. Seriously, this teacher whom had just taught for a few months is better than you. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'm back to the basics when others are far ahead from me. It seemed to be impossible for me to pass this end of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To the hell with studies, lets have some relaxing moment in keongsportif.blogspot.com/ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are in a pool, swimming pool now, close your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"then how am I suppose to read?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which (i know this is a lousy one -.-),  I went to CCK swimming complex to relax - for a swim. Surprisingly, I'm still able to swim 2 laps in the deep pool when I hadn't swam for like, 6 or 7 years already. With the distracting tall and long slide around, we can't help but to slide down from above for several time. Screaming could be heard but with Thawat around, vulgarities could be heard, clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another happy little stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 427px; height: 283px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/ssssss.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Another incoming advertisement from &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.sg/"&gt;Nuffnang&lt;/a&gt; to Keongsportif! My, I'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, ignore the hearts, thats just for decorations. :)&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/32498982-4916652632834023730?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4916652632834023730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4916652632834023730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4916652632834023730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4916652632834023730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/blogging.html' title='BLOGGING'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-8127721507520135086</id><published>2007-09-25T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:17:18.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRADITIONAL MID-AUTUMN FESTIVAL</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG! Today is the annual Mid-Autumn Festival. It is celebrated on the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month among Chinese communities worldwide. This auspicious occasion is a time of gathering and reunion for families and friends, many of whom come together to enjoy mooncakes, Chinese tea and appreciate the moon at its fullest. In Singapore, friends of all races join in the celebration, making it truly a uniquely Singapore experience.  Be thrilled by the amazing display of giant lanterns forming the "Moon Goddess's" palace and shimmering lights that dress up every street in the traditional Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to call Mid-Autumn Festival as Moon cake festival because its the day where we will get to sit around and enjoy our delicious moon cake. But hey, besides the traditional Moon cakes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Mooncake1.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have those nonsense type kind of Moon Cakes so called "SnowSkin" Mooncake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="height: 300px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/snow_skin_mooncake.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this totally hilarious. I don't even know why people eat this which is like, so no feelings. -__- The person who created this Moon cake obviously hadn't used his brains. Moon Cakes are created in the past is to secretly pass a paper note with message on it. How the hell do you put paper inside anyway? Its so not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nonsense Moon Cake by various Ice Creams shop. Yes! You are right, its the Ice Cream Moon Cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 205px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/b_20114.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this the most meaningless Moon Cake ever made. Seriously, I think it isn't a Moon Cake if its made out of Ice Cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets have the note thing aside, I don't understand whats the point of calling that a Moon Cake if there isn't anything much resemblances to a REAL Moon Cake per se. Why not just call it a Round-Shaped ice cream instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of Moon Cakes. I remembered Mid-Autumn festival is not only for me to have my &lt;u&gt;traditional&lt;/u&gt; Moon Cakes (Call me out-dated or antiquated), its also a time for my old-fashioned lanterns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 273px; height: 249px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/22770.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this are those that I could burn it when I got sick of it. Others usually come in various shapes like dragon, butterfly, rabbit, carp and others. In keeping with the times battery operated lanterns are also available, but they are much popular as those lit by candles. But I myself love those lanterns lit by candles more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, candles are also one of the most popular plaything for Mid-Autumn nowadays. Three for a dollar is cheap! It can be easily brought from supermarkets. Recently, I went to some park and celebrate with friends, I find that a few aunties in Singapore are not sportif at all! They threatened to have the authorities called in when we do little things like burning papers and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey which school are you all from?" &lt;/span&gt;She said,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I'm going to call the police if you guys keep burning papers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What the matter with you?" &lt;/span&gt;I said,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Go back home if this irritates you. Everyone is doing the same thing, call the police and arrest everyone if this bothers you that much, bleah." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This auntie here is really a classic. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you even relax and enjoy the only burning sensation you can get besides the Hungry Ghost Festival? But this don't spoil my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;burnsation&lt;/span&gt; mood for the day. I started to burn everything I could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the moon tonight, its really beautiful, except that its a little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-8127721507520135086?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/8127721507520135086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=8127721507520135086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8127721507520135086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8127721507520135086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/traditional-mid-autumn-festival.html' title='TRADITIONAL MID-AUTUMN FESTIVAL'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7518492666730489402</id><published>2007-09-22T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T21:27:50.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUESDAY WITH ME</title><content type='html'>I fell in love with Mitch Albom's books recently, I totally love it! Today I brought 2 books from MPH namely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAYS WITH MORRIE and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE FIVE PEOPLE YOU MEET IN HEAVEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to borrow them in the NLB but they are either lent, or are in the 'reserved' list.&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to read since young but I have no money and I used to hate thick books. I could still remember when my mum brought me Roald Dahl's books when I was a kid which was a total turn off for me as I totally hate the cartoons they drew. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above books were quite long time ago but I have always wanted to read it. :) Give me comments, if you have read his books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the last post I wrote was that I've stopped blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few days which I was banned from the computer itself because of the results of mine, I realised something, I LOVE BLOGGING! And more after I've watched the TV programme: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nK6MMKdaP1o"&gt;Let's Shoot 有话就说&lt;/a&gt;, featuring our Singapore blogger, Xiaxue and Steven Lim, a few day ago, I begun to think about my blog all day. When they talk about a normal blogger's viewer ship is ranged about five hundred per day was a WOW, for me, I only have a mere fifty to sixty visitor per day honestly. But I'm very happy with it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives people a sense &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"you can earn money by just blogging! :)"&lt;/span&gt; yeah, and that seemed pretty great eh? Speaking of which, the Nuffnang advertisement campaign only gave me a pathetic sum of $1.40. Nah, I don't really care about such stuffs. I just blog for leisure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the recent family saga that took place in my family is gonna be over soon, as far as my mum's concern, she don't allow me to use computer, watch TV and to the extend of eating sweets, treating me like a kid when I'm already fifteen. So, having nothing better to do, I ended up reading book for my English Oral Exam that falls on next week and to past time and apparently, I cannot sit around, doing nothing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself able to concentrate much more on studies these day and I'm &lt;u&gt;quite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;determined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to improve my Mathematics. Perhaps by next year, I'm able to write my script with CONFIDENCE which is always what I wanted. I don't want it to be jeopardize just because of some teacher who only cared about their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'elite'&lt;/span&gt; students on the front. I told this to one of the teacher whom I fairly trusted and she told me it is unfair to dismiss the results I got and blame it on him, sometimes I as the student, have to put in more effort which is true to a extend that I have to put in more effort but how can I? When the another party didn't put as much as I does? Approaching does help and I've done it, after which, I still don't understand but I still dismiss it claiming that I DO understand. Somehow, I find I'm actually jeopardizing others' whose speed is much faster than me and afraid that I'd take up their time. This is what I feel and I hope for a change of teacher, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is deemed impossible&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt relieved after spiting out what I wanted to say, it feels like emptying your full bladder into the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also seemed that I have caught some pancreatic disease or something, I felt pain in the upper abdomen that typically radiates to the back and is relieved by leaning forward and would feel the pain by just climbing up the stairs to my beloved classroom. Sometimes, it was apparent that I was dying and every time I walk passed the road, I have the feeling like being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accidently&lt;/span&gt; got hit upon and die straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I won't be blogging daily like August. :) But hopefully I'm able to elevate the length of my sincere post so satisfy your appetite of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bon appetit...&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/32498982-7518492666730489402?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7518492666730489402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7518492666730489402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7518492666730489402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7518492666730489402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/tuesday-with-me.html' title='TUESDAY WITH ME'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7690658437007738069</id><published>2007-09-19T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:28:39.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE, MY DEAR</title><content type='html'>Whatever it is, this is going to my last post. I find it quite irresponsible to just delete the templates like that, so, I'm going to blog for the very last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few people I would like to thanks and the first has to be my 4 best friends, to whom have been with me throughout my entire life, whom you could see their names all over my blog. And Angeline, a true friend in every sense, whom could bare our souls to one another; a confident, though we quarrel over little things for a long period of time. I want you to know whatever you said, it isn't true. It isn't about being defeated or what, its I don't even know what happened. I'm just scared that if I talk, it will make things worst. I would like to thanks Kane Raynard, to whom you guys owe to, if weren't for him, I'd have closed my blog back in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to everyones who read my blog quietly and those whom inspired me through various ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a fruitful experience from writing and posting it up one the net. I learnt a lot from different people. Without you, I wouldn't been here today. I'll update again if I have the chance, I promise. Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-7690658437007738069?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7690658437007738069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7690658437007738069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7690658437007738069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7690658437007738069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/goodbye-my-dear.html' title='GOODBYE, MY DEAR'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-391936259606432248</id><published>2007-09-17T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T19:31:15.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEPRIVED OF ENERGY</title><content type='html'>It was the distribution of Report books today, although it might not seemed to be a official ones where the teacher would distribute out one by one. Instead, we took our report books by ourselves - snatching. Everyone was talking about it, comparing results with one another. My class went to the extreme of peeping at each other's parents name on the front page and started to make fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The normal ones would compare results, do some self-thinking and if you have done badly, you'd sit on one corner and started to be emotional. I wouldn't say that I've done badly for my overall results, in fact, I got the remarks from Mr. Shanker and he said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"His results have been good for this common tests."&lt;/span&gt; His words make me feel sick. Perhaps only for my combined science who only got a pathetic marks of 84.3, what else? My 14.8 marks for Mathematics? I knew that I wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"have been good for this common test."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could say that I was absolutely disappointed in my results but I deserved it and I think I scored a bad one this time. On the contrary, this seemed make me more stronger, stronger in the way that this was kind of like a wake up call for me, and I know I must put in more effort this term and I MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This above post is just a ranting for some schoolboy who didn't do well for exams. I am really tired, physically and mentally, totally sick of everything. SORRY for your toe, sorry for not backing up at last minute, I'm really tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-391936259606432248?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/391936259606432248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=391936259606432248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/391936259606432248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/391936259606432248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/deprived-of-energy.html' title='DEPRIVED OF ENERGY'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5388235842175368076</id><published>2007-09-16T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:47:35.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAW PAR VILLA</title><content type='html'>Kenneth and I got really bored this weekend and we decided to pretend like an tourist. I ended up on the &lt;a href="http://www.visitsingapore.com/"&gt;Uniquely Singapore&lt;/a&gt; website to check on the 'places of interest in Singapore'. The Zoological Garden was my first choice but it freakingly needed $16.50 just to visit animals, OUT! Next was Sentosa but the price was too much for a peasant like me and location was too faraway; the Merlion make me feel sick too, Out again. After rejecting and rejecting, we decided to go to this godforsaken place - HAW PAR VILLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me count, 11! It has been eleven years since I've been there and things had changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;Now, Picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0230.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is the place. Its apparent that its old inside is worst! Oh, don't be mistaken, I'm not trying to say that this is a run down place, but it certainly didn't have much visitors. Couldn't find any AngMohs there. But its nice to see various different race visiting such Chinese oriented place. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0242.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say that this is the most interesting place out of the entire place there - The 10 levels of Hell. Of course, if its an interesting place, It'd need a admission fee of a dollar. It &lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;features the ten steps of judgement before reincarnation. Literal and leaving nothing to the imagination, the statues and sets immortalise moral values and Chinese cultural heritage for generations to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0238.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the gross damn thing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0248.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shouldn't post too much of the grossocity down here if not the faint-hearted might faint! But there's something educational there. Each gross thing features what you have done in your life, for instance, if you have told too much lies in your life, your tongue will be cut off. I think it deliver the mindset like 'Don't lie, if not you'll become like that!' kind of imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0278.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with a Qing dynasty officer cum Modern Zombie! Do you guys know that the china's zombie dress like that? Have you ever wondered why? According to my informations, during the Japanese invasion in China, Japanese killed the Chinese officer, hence leaving corpse everywhere. Thus, people were told to clean up those bodies and there's a method! It requires two people to hang the sleeve of the bodies to a bamboo pole, thus, the hands straightened and it look like its jumping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know you won't understand, doh! I know I've poor explaining skill. =P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-5388235842175368076?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5388235842175368076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5388235842175368076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5388235842175368076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5388235842175368076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/haw-par-villa.html' title='HAW PAR VILLA'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7867844431033575173</id><published>2007-09-16T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:57:27.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF</title><content type='html'>The rain just never seems to bring the joy, I feel the same,&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting pain of my loss remains,&lt;br /&gt;My heart can't seem to learn to part,&lt;br /&gt;The hold you left your mark,&lt;br /&gt;All that I dreamed of now it seem so stark,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I told myself, won't hold my breath,&lt;br /&gt;A part of me was dying,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left for me to do now, but give in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling,&lt;br /&gt;I would sing to you and tell you I won't live my life without you,&lt;br /&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling,&lt;br /&gt;I would hold your hand and look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'd never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you left me on the train,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say,&lt;br /&gt;I remember everything of that day,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we'd never dance,&lt;br /&gt;I just need one more chance,&lt;br /&gt;To share the sunset,&lt;br /&gt;Our one last romance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I told myself, won't hold my breath,&lt;br /&gt;A part of me was dying,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left for me to do now but give in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I STILL LOVE YOU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-7867844431033575173?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7867844431033575173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7867844431033575173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7867844431033575173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7867844431033575173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/if.html' title='IF'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2166010801666467905</id><published>2007-09-15T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T21:13:12.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WILD</title><content type='html'>Didn't feel like going out today and Kenneth asked me out today. But I still accommodate to his last-minute outing. He asked me out at 3.30PM and I haven't get ready so I only reached the destination at 4.30, that's one hour late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got there, and they were playing soccer, so I videotape down the process of it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b8f017b1247eebce" 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://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8f017b1247eebce%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331224350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2448618F46B051A4CEE623D3597C3F88050CB312.CB6A321C9144B2582B3C415C521AAB20925BD72%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8f017b1247eebce%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhBchu4Pbt9QJHicoOb0YS7u41IM&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://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8f017b1247eebce%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331224350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2448618F46B051A4CEE623D3597C3F88050CB312.CB6A321C9144B2582B3C415C521AAB20925BD72%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8f017b1247eebce%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhBchu4Pbt9QJHicoOb0YS7u41IM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to realised that I have not been posting videos as frequently as I did in the past. So, today its for my dear readers. :) I'll try to upload MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought 4 books today, and I'm totally in love with it. I don't know how long will I took to finish it up. Basically, they were story book which predominantly on English Literature.&lt;br /&gt;There were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;JUST A BOY - The true story of a stolen childhood by Richard McCANN.&lt;br /&gt;TROUBLESOME WORDS by Bill Bryson.&lt;br /&gt;DOWN AND OUT IN PARIS AND LONDON by George Orwell.&lt;br /&gt;and LANGUAGE IS POWER - STORY OF STANDARD ENGLISH AND ITS ENEMIES by John Honey.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Enjoy your weekends, pals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2166010801666467905?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b8f017b1247eebce&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2166010801666467905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2166010801666467905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2166010801666467905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2166010801666467905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/wild.html' title='WILD'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6471542493953978513</id><published>2007-09-14T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:23:32.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD TO WORST</title><content type='html'>My! I've keeping lessons these days, from lessons to CCA. I skipped Maths lesson today and seek refuge in toilets but that was too smelly! So we ended up watching construction workers building roads. Educational eh?&lt;br /&gt;We complain to Mrs. Mak about our Maths teacher for his method of teaching, speed and accent. Not forgetting about the only group of students he cared about. I totally hate his method of teaching. It only did it sends me off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commotions during Chinese lesson - Wan Xiu lecturing Suwee for slashing her wrists, then Suwee wanted to commit suicide by jumping down the building when our pathetic school only consists of 4 stories. Everyone ran out of the class after she walks away attempting suicide. 5 min laters, group of girls came back kickin' tables and chair and eventually cried. And so, I continued doing my composition. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton and soccer again after school. One stunning thing I've discovered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 207px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2369.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL POKING BOY'S ASSHOLE!&lt;br /&gt;My god! What has the world become to?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6471542493953978513?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6471542493953978513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6471542493953978513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6471542493953978513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6471542493953978513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/bad-to-worst.html' title='BAD TO WORST'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5761262683681435892</id><published>2007-09-13T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:23:52.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEISURE SPORTIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2315r.jpg" class="left" height="228" width="159" /&gt;Quite delighted that my horrendous art got a A1 even though I've done badly for it. I think its only the black and white part scored. I tell you, the coloured part just sucks and I totally hate the leaves. I wanted to have those leaves redrawn but Mr. Zaki don't allow me to. Uh, the paper's quality sucks too, the paper tears when I coloured a little bit hard, but I like the yellowish old drawing paper, get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, we are supposed to have some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;self-portrait-ness &lt;/span&gt;kind of feeling and look, which part resembles my face? Actually, it does, but my teacher wanted to have.. Uh, those &lt;u&gt;strawberry&lt;/u&gt; kind of feeling and eventually, it turn out to be like some strawberries monster, gah! If you have noticed, the black patch up on the head is actually the leaves of the strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering whats the red in colour face doing on the top right hand corner, its a tomato face. See? My art is soooooo fruity! There are actually eggs, carrots, veggies and pear but its all covered up. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2356r.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matches of badminton games begun after school near Angeline's place. Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I've played badminton and I'm still lovin' it. I'm quite astonished that I'm still able to grasp hold of the skill quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've videoed down some process of playing and I think it isn't appropriate to upload down here because of Thawat's vulgari&lt;u&gt;ties&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-5761262683681435892?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5761262683681435892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5761262683681435892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5761262683681435892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5761262683681435892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/doh-badminton.html' title='LEISURE SPORTIF'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2225644167567890526</id><published>2007-09-12T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:24:20.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOPITY TOPITY TOP</title><content type='html'>Things really delights me today when I get back my examination script, probably the most enjoyable day I had after the holidays. I don't look highly upon myself, all I ever wanted is a plausible results or you may say, I'm an unambitious person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at times when I do really well for something which is totally unexpected, I felt really gratified. Today, when I got back my examination scripts I was on cloud nine. I topped my class for my Biology Science and got 2nd in class for Combined Science. In the past, I've never experienced such extraordinary feelings of such exultancy from having done well in examinations. You may say that I'm being simple minded but they have rocked me to my core. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[exaggeratedly]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd like to thanks my teachers for teaching me, thank you. I'd like to thanks my friends &amp;amp; families for being there with me through the hardest period of my academic life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm happy despite the fact that I've failed my Mathematics. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just at the time when I have the fullest confidence that things would go on forever, everything failed me, destructively...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the results, I'll update when I got back my report book. Just for your informations - to those whom cared, I got 17/25 for my History written essays; the Stalin and Hitler ones. :) Yippie!&lt;br /&gt;At first when the teacher gave out the paper and I saw that I got 17 marks, I was like, What?! I got 17 marks only?! Then relieved, when I saw that its over 25. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't do well in any other subjects, don't give up! Try harder for the next Major examination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chun Keong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2225644167567890526?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2225644167567890526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2225644167567890526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2225644167567890526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2225644167567890526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/topity-topity-top.html' title='TOPITY TOPITY TOP'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6988356479879205534</id><published>2007-09-11T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:28:23.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS YOU</title><content type='html'>OMG! I hadn't been going to school for 2 additional days! I wanted to go school today but my mom don't allow me to. I miss my 7 buddies in school! I MISS everyone! I miss Mr. Shanker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow! YOU JUST WAIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6988356479879205534?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6988356479879205534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6988356479879205534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6988356479879205534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6988356479879205534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-miss-you.html' title='I MISS YOU'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-184956026384654001</id><published>2007-09-10T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:24:49.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH DOCTOR</title><content type='html'>Sick sick sick! Doctors says people pass the virus to me and strangely, I didn't even step out of my house. My nostril is blocked. At times when I blow too hard, my ears gets affected, and I cant hear very well. My phlegm is green, though its my favorite colour, but I still don't like it. Doctor says I'm not having a fever but I'm feeling feverish and headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This continued into the night. I tried getting some sleep, but couldn't. My face was aching, my nose was blocked, and then, when i sneezed again, it felt as though my whole body was trying to get rid of needles hiding in my body. It was painful to sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom said I've eaten too much heaty stuffs such as chocolates and asked me to drink lots of water. But that only meant more toilet visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite lethargic now, going back to sleep soon. :) Hope you guys enjoy reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-184956026384654001?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/184956026384654001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=184956026384654001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/184956026384654001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/184956026384654001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-doctor.html' title='OH DOCTOR'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2644514109487302143</id><published>2007-09-09T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:25:02.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK AND TIRED</title><content type='html'>Uh, I'm sick with sore throat, flu and a cold, yesterday and now, fever comes after throat inflammation. Gah, and tomorrow is school! Oh, not forgetting that the ghosts are going home already. So, lets wish them bon voyage and welcome &lt;a href="http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally-down.html"&gt;Chang'e&lt;/a&gt;, Wu Gang and the &lt;s&gt;labbit&lt;/s&gt; Rabbit! This reminded me of last year's foggy Mid-Autumn Festival where Indonesia's deforestation and burning of lantern, newspaper and candles comes together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys have not forgotten, the bowling competition falls on today. Can't participate anymore because I'm sick deep inside and due to foreseen happenings which I can't really comprehend. Hence, sorry for the last-minute pull out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays had always been a boring day for me and today, I found a new hobby for myself - playing classical tune and draw or lie down, close your eyes and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I could feel heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2644514109487302143?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2644514109487302143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2644514109487302143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2644514109487302143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2644514109487302143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/sick-and-tired.html' title='SICK AND TIRED'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4415166324813485759</id><published>2007-09-08T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:27:13.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME TRANSCENDING</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Secret-Bunengshuodemimi.jpg" class="left" width="159" height="228" /&gt;Bah, I know its a little too late to post this up but regretfully, I only watched this TODAY. Oh! Thats a beautiful symphony of love! Not mentioning about the love, I personally &lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loved&lt;/u&gt; the idea of time transcending of one period to another (not meeting the one i loved, of course), I would say I'm a enthusiast of it! Of all the time transcending movies, films or TV shows, this is the first time I seen of using a piano to transcends time, great job, Jay chou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, generally, if I was given a chance - regardless of what method, I'd like to go to the time of ancient Rome and China - to see how people work back then. Okay, back to the topic. I love the scene where its about to end, the one that Jay chou was striking the piano vigorously. Man, he was able to get back to the one he loved! *Envy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a more touching story that could make my petrified heart cry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not those person who would cry over a movie but I could get emotional with it. So, I'd want to cry! over a movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;或许命运的签 只让我们遇见, 只让我们相恋 这一季的秋天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perhaps destiny only allowed us to meet and allowed us to love for that only season - nothing more. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm getting sick soon. I've been sneezing from morning till now; somebody's missing me?&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FAT HOPE!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, okok.. I hate it when I'm sick with school reopening 2 days later! God bless me, hopefully I wont sneeze till my blood vessels burst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AH CHOO!* *AH CHOO!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/32498982-4415166324813485759?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4415166324813485759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4415166324813485759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4415166324813485759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4415166324813485759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/time-transcending.html' title='TIME TRANSCENDING'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-1487077388995957991</id><published>2007-09-07T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:25:38.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACE TO THE SCREEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Hairspray2007poster.jpg" class="left" height="228" width="159" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hsssss... Hsssss... Hsssss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIRSPRAY! I've completed the Hairspray novel today and watched Hairspray today. So, I shall stress more on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hairspray-ness&lt;/span&gt;. The novel and the movie was of the same plot and of course, the movie was much nicer as you'll get the feel to dance along with Tracy Turnblad with all the lovely songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Novel was great, if you are a hardcore reader, you might have finished the book within a day. Its almost the same with the movie but one thing for sure, you get to read! Gah, I don't know how to explain the feel but to those whom loved reading should know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hanazakari no Kimitachi &lt;/span&gt;had also started to get my eyes onto it. Its the Japanese version of your favorite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hana Kimi&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't watch the Taiwanese version because Fahrenheit didn't appeal much to me but then again, come to think of it, the Japanese guy there isn't any better after all. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-1487077388995957991?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/1487077388995957991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=1487077388995957991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1487077388995957991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1487077388995957991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/face-to-screen.html' title='FACE TO THE SCREEN'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5790930294145164555</id><published>2007-09-06T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:26:24.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A SHOPPAHOLIC FOR</title><content type='html'>Books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its is! The first thing I step upon the floor of orchard road is off to the book store which I've wanted to go. But unfortunately, my pockets are empty! Or else I'd have brought the entire bookstore back to home. Practically, its impossible, because there are 92342834 books there! (and thats isn't a phone number for goodness sake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 195px; height: 146px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0201-1.jpg" class="left" /&gt;If I would to be there alone, I'd have stayed behind to read the all the books there. Oh yeah, but I managed to brought a book - Hairspray. It's 1962 and Baltimore's Tracy Turnblad a big girl with big hair and an even bigger personality, is ready for a change. When she wins a spot on the local TV dance program, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Corny Collins Show,&lt;/span&gt; she is transformed from a social outcast to teen celebrity overnight! Isn't that wonderful?! So what are you waiting for? Purchase one nowwww! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;although its already published on July&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I've attained &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bookwormship&lt;/span&gt; already! Cause I've been reading everywhere I go and I've completed 16 Chapters within a day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0197.jpg" class="left" height="146" width="195" /&gt;Oh, time for cookies! This is the only cookie that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die die also must buy&lt;/span&gt; cookie when I saw it. FAMOUS AMOS - Sweet Li'l Sack. Blah, the sales girl was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chor lor&lt;/span&gt;(rough)! She threw my cookies on the weighing machine! What? even though I only brought a hundred grams I also paid $4.30 for a pathetic sum of cookies I get okay?! Grrr... I'm eating cookies crumps! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, we walked around the entire Orchard Road. From Wisma to Heeren then to Cineleisure and Far east plaza. :D FUN! Shop whole day but brought nothing. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we have entertainment too! I don't know whether is it just coincidence or something, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th Ngee Ann City National Lion Dance Championship&lt;/span&gt; just happens to be right there! And Kenneth was watching it happily ever after while I was - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can we go now, my dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 327px; height: 222px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP0215.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how enthusiastic people are? You gotta learn from them, standing on the chairs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-5790930294145164555?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5790930294145164555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5790930294145164555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5790930294145164555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5790930294145164555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/shoppaholic-for.html' title='A SHOPPAHOLIC FOR'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6740579897693533205</id><published>2007-09-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:26:50.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RATATOUILLE : RAT-A-TOO-EE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 131px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/93bf1c3e.png" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt! Its Ratatouille! You guys might be wondering why I choose to put this picture instead of the theatrical poster. Simple, I find this picture kind of cute and was amaze by Remy could control his movements by pulling his hair. Oh, I even tried it on myself! Believe me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of inspiriting for a rat who wishes to become a chef in the yummiest restaurant in Paris. But then again, I think the plot wasn't really well done and the ending was.. I expected more. :) And the scene where Linguini suddenly became the owner of Gusteau was kinda bad too but overall, its Great! Its definitely worth your money, no doubt. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6740579897693533205?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6740579897693533205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6740579897693533205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6740579897693533205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6740579897693533205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/ratatouille-rat-too-ee.html' title='RATATOUILLE : RAT-A-TOO-EE'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-498460870736225382</id><published>2007-09-04T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:27:27.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIES AND SUCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 159px; height: 228px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Simpsons_final_poster.png" class="left" /&gt;The Simpsons Move was the movie I was talking about back in &lt;a href="http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons-shirt-not-200th-post-yes.html"&gt;August&lt;/a&gt;. I wanted to watch it on that day but ended up wanted to have the Simpsons shirt. Well, finally today, I've watched the movie. Practically, I'm NOT a Simpsons fan and I've NOT seen any of the cartoon but still, I don't know why I have the urge to watch it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I realised that I've been watching movies all day and tomorrow, I'm going to catch - Ratatouille! It have captivated me since the trailer played when I was watching Spiderman 3 back in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, Nuffnang Emailed me and asked me to move my ad to a MORE prominent location in my blog and thus, explains the change of location of my Tagboard and such. :) Do leave a tag before you leave. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-498460870736225382?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/498460870736225382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=498460870736225382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/498460870736225382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/498460870736225382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/movies-and-such.html' title='MOVIES AND SUCH'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-1815516921491268905</id><published>2007-09-03T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:27:09.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS, BUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 159px; height: 228px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Evan_almightymp1.jpg" class="left" /&gt;Watch the film - Evan Almighty today. Its quite a funny show and I had a good laugh with it. :) Holidays are here! Spend time watching movies with your friends or families. Don't tell me you guys are busy studying unless you are having your GCEs or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, holidays are quite a bore for me as I'll be trapped in my room with this lifeless computer as my companion. :D Seriously, I think I'd be better off without the holidays! Hey, I thought I heard that we have to go back to school during the holidays?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-1815516921491268905?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/1815516921491268905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=1815516921491268905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1815516921491268905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1815516921491268905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/holidays-but.html' title='HOLIDAYS, BUT'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3964271671219137236</id><published>2007-09-02T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:28:03.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO COMMERCIALISED</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if anyone had noticed, my blog has became &lt;u&gt;SO commercialised&lt;/u&gt;  in a day with the featured blogger's banner that are linked up. Do visit, its definitely worth visiting! But hey, they didn't give me $ so don't visit! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm still not happy with the Teacher's day post that I wrote in a very extreme bad mood, and I actually wanted to blog again yesterday but with events incoming, its push back to today. But hey, I'm not sure if anyone still has the teacher's day mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's Day concert was quite a let down seriously, Mrs. Lau got mad and went off while Mr. Yeo was shouting away and no one cares because everyone only cared about enjoying themselves - and that includes me too. I wouldn't say I've behaved perfectly at the hall because I was taking pictures with everyone that day. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about the ACES Day event, which meant All Children Exercise Simultaneously. There wasn't much to this event, except that it was terribly boring because exercises during P.E. seemed MUCH more interesting. I find it a total waste of time and energy. Can anyone enlighten me by telling me what is the use of walking for 5km and go back to school and have your little apples? To chit chat? Sorry, I'm not really a talkative person and I hate it when you have to walk and talk at the same time under the scorching sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher's day concert was quite a let down as I've said. The performances was somehow great and entertaining but I'm still interested in last year's performances. I must say that the class besides my class portrays a great insensitivity to the performers. I'm not sure if anyone had noticed the a bit feminine guy from Secondary 1 - people have been making fun of him to the term 'bapok' since the rehearsal for the teacher's day concert and this time, its worst in a sense that its with the presence of the entire school cohort and the teachers. I'm not trying to act like an extremely virtuous person but look, I'm sure that this is not what he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's day, I think that somehow, people don't really sees Teacher's day as the Teacher's DAY but its a day for the alumni to meet up theirs friends who had graduate to other colleges. But this year, I didn't went back to my primary school (again) because one of my favourite teacher actually forgotten me when I visit in Secondary 1. I don't know why people can forget a person so quickly when we spent so many time together. Grrrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3964271671219137236?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3964271671219137236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3964271671219137236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3964271671219137236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3964271671219137236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-commercialised.html' title='SO COMMERCIALISED'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-1009654278400777038</id><published>2007-09-01T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T01:59:15.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a brand new month to begin..</title><content type='html'>Finally, today marks the start of September which is a month for me to start everything (in a good way) again! :) August has been a downhearted and unpleasant  month that has been quite disappointing for me throughout the entire Augusts in my life. Lots of depressing and regretful events had happened in the month of August and I'm gonna make sure everything is gonna be better for the month, September. This year, it begun with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;some great happenings for me, first is&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; something that I've learnt from the church today is that - Do the best in everything you are doing, &lt;s&gt;for God is fighting the battle for you&lt;/s&gt; or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, church, I've attended church service today with Angeline, &lt;a href="http://www.lalax-imperfect.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angela&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://theheroinethatscrewsyourlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Grace&lt;/a&gt; and again, &lt;a href="http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/simpsons-shirt-not-200th-post-yes.html"&gt;I was late for meeting them&lt;/a&gt;. Let me make a official apology again. That time I was half an hour late but today, I was an hour late. I apologise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church service was great in a sense that the preachings that the woman gave was quite motivative even though I'm not a Christian. As a free thinker, I'm open to different religious ideals so today was actually quite harvesting day and I've learnt to be less emotional with GOD'S LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I participated myself to the Bowling Competition @ Tampines Safra on next Sunday. We actually wanted to have our group's named &lt;u&gt;Tan&amp;Lam&lt;/u&gt; mainly because Angela, Grace and my surname is TAN and Angeline's Lam. But due to objections, we changed to Tan&amp;amp;Line but I seriously find Tan&amp;amp;Lam nicer, what about you guys? He He He...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP01091.jpg" class="left" height="180" width="240" /&gt;We went to Vivo City after the service, and this is where the Cam Whoring starts... There are tons of picture taken so it will take a long time to post everything up, so I'll just make do with 3 or 4 pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Long John Silver's to take away to the roof top and have our dinner with the beautiful scenery (not really).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to Toys "R" Us and this is where the Cam Whoring starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP01871.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angeline and I with our spongebobs sons. Imagine having spongebobs and my childrens, I'd faint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP01821.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats her desires for her incoming birthday's presents. Can you get all those for her? SHE WANT! SHE WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP01731.jpg" class="center" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another picture with &lt;a href="http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-interesting-day-i-must-say.html"&gt;little bags&lt;/a&gt; on our bag, this time, its with Angeline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog is back to home after a month living at other people house! Now its great that I have a dog as my companion so that I wont feel bored again. :) Yeah, thats &lt;u&gt;one of those great happenings.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another is, I found out that Nuffnang has given me a ad! I'm so delighted! Seriously, I've given up hopes that they will give me an Advertisement and today, I've finally got one! :) Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH, such great things actually happens now.. Great! But then again, the thing that I really wanted is the thing I cannot get but then again, I'm thankful and contented.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-1009654278400777038?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/1009654278400777038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=1009654278400777038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1009654278400777038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/1009654278400777038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/09/brand-new-month-to-begin.html' title='a brand new month to begin..'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-9017852563375050911</id><published>2007-08-31T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:12:00.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher's ACES day</title><content type='html'>Currently not in a mood to write now but then again, today is such a significant day. Oh my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, lets wish all the teachers a happy teacher's day! If you haven't read the dedication that I've wrote for a teacher, I strongly suggests that you read it now because it represents the greatest love for a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to explain how much my teachers does for me and whatsoever because I'm totally not in a mood to write. I ran out of school to meet Kenneth and Yi Ling in the morning because we don't want to attend the ACES day walk thingy. I find it totally waste of time and energy. Can anyone enlighten me by telling me what is the use of walking for 5km and go back to school and have your little apples? To chit chat? Sorry, I'm not really a talkative person and I hate it when you have to walk and talk at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn upset by the accident actually. I deleted all the photographs I took with my camera today accidentally. I have finally decided to give up waiting already, since you have no intention. Why are you so torturous and unfeeling? Since you have no intention, why didn't you just tell me so that I could end my fucked up feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 317px; height: 180px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/DSC01216.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-9017852563375050911?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/9017852563375050911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=9017852563375050911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/9017852563375050911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/9017852563375050911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-aces-day.html' title='teacher&apos;s ACES day'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6224714422029063154</id><published>2007-08-30T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T20:09:06.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally down</title><content type='html'>Finally down with the common test. Although its only a 3 days exam but I'm already mentally stressed up with 3 examination cramped together in a row each day. But fret not, September holidays are there for me and you to relax. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/225px-Rabbits.svg.png" class="left" /&gt;The moon was really gorgeous this morning. It reminds me of the first night in OBS camp when the moon accompanied me when I really missed someone; the ironic thing is, the moon is always there when I missed someone. And hey, I realised something - the rabbit was no longer delineated on the moon. I remembered when I'm small, I used stare at the moon when I was in the car, thinking that why is there a rabbit up there? Is it really because of the legendary &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chang%27e_%28mythology%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chang'e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Speaking of which, full moon, the Mid-autumn festival is arriving! Lets have some fun playing with candles at night! I shall call out some of my friends that day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology paper was never as easy before! Let me tell you, I must say that the paper was the easiest among all other paper. Most the answers were given by Section A's MCQ on Section B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art was a terrible one which desaturates me out for the day. Seriously, this is the lousiest, bad and the ugliest work that I had ever done in my entire life. Worst, the teacher didn't even want to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for Chinese oral exam which I'm totally inarticulated.  I skipped the words that I don't know how to read and it turns out to be incomprehensible like, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I the which he know that he I wanted.&lt;/span&gt;' GROSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back to have my art exam done. Seriously, I wouldn't have stayed there for an extra minute if my friends weren't there! I just can't stand his bloody insults and wish to get out of the bloody damned place. WTF, he thinks his 'jokes' was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6224714422029063154?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6224714422029063154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6224714422029063154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6224714422029063154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6224714422029063154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/finally-down.html' title='Finally down'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2444481685445503616</id><published>2007-08-29T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:50:47.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not much time</title><content type='html'>I'm in quite a cheery mood today. I jumped and smile all the way to the bus stop to the interchange for school. :) Ah, I couldn't remember when was the last time I have such a cheery mood. :) I take my own sweet time eating, drinking and even had the mood to change my bag from one to another. I actually wanted to use the NDP goodie bag but its full of things inside. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME FOR A NEW CHANGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing is that the exams isn't good today. Just an hour a paper. Seriously, thats too little time for me to have my paper done, especially English paper. Grrrrr.. We have two passage to read and understand, a vocabulary cloze. I think the vocabulary part could have killed me. Come to think of it, I'm wondering did I left some questions blank? My god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hate the polar bear passage which has totally got nothing to do with the questions! I'm not sure if I can use give my own answers or have to follow the passage; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because I knew quite a lot about polar bears&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shall leave the Maths part out, I'm tired of saying it repeatedly already. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies was quite easy, as in all the answers have already been given to us so we just have to memorise all the passage and of course, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Won't you please hurry back now that I need you so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To drive away all my sorrow and to guide me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bring the sound of your happiness into my loneliness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To exorcise all the demons that live inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life without you's like a stranger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Full of shadows, full of danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/32498982-2444481685445503616?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2444481685445503616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2444481685445503616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2444481685445503616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2444481685445503616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-much-time.html' title='not much time'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7460309164220504371</id><published>2007-08-28T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:00:50.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>copy copy, cheating cheating</title><content type='html'>History test was so hilarious! All sorts of cheating method were invented from writing answers on table, paper stripes and writing on serviettes to answers on legs, hands and shoes. It was quite easy because I have answers written down on table. See? I got influenced by the corruptions of my class. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese paper was a good one although I don't really think I can pass but hey, this time round, I managed to have the comprehension done which I totally left it blank on my Mid-year Examinations. I mean I would surely try if I can read and understand the whole passage but the Mid-year's paper was, YOU CAN'T EVEN READ 80% OF THE ENTIRE PASSAGE! Sorry, I meant myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comprehension was about what will the author do if he could return back to the past. Everyone must be thinking where would they want to go back if possible. For me, of course I wouldn't tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall brief tomorrow's paper tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;时间真的可以让我忘记你,让我再爱上别一个人吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-7460309164220504371?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7460309164220504371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7460309164220504371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7460309164220504371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7460309164220504371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/copy-copy-cheating-cheating.html' title='copy copy, cheating cheating'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-59651375879107663</id><published>2007-08-27T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:17:12.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>play, before exam</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow marks the start of our holy Common test 2 and I actually have the time to blog instead of memorising my History structured essays. Ah, you know? I actually printed out the simplified version of my History essay and I think I've attained a new level by not memorising the essay, instead, understanding it~ Well, Hitler was such a interesting topic to learn on about how he instilled fear on the Germans by using different methods such as the &lt;a href="http://simple.wikipedia.org/wiki/Concentration_camp"&gt;Concentration Camps&lt;/a&gt; and Gestapo etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russia's Stalin was another interesting topic too! I actually got the questions for the test already which was the &lt;a href="http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/stalin-punk.html"&gt;Stalin the punk&lt;/a&gt; which I mentioned some days ago. Its about how Stalin industralised Russia into a modern country etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I actually used this blog to help me to recap. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't any teacher during Maths period. I just slack there listening to my MP3 while others are studying hard for their exams. I didn't realised that the teacher actually give out worksheets for us to do until Leongtai came and ask me whether do I know how to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the highest marks for the English Creative Writing. Thawat got the highest too but I'm not sure about others. Surprisingly, writing a letter to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guan_Yin"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kwan Yin Ma&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; could gave him the highest marks, I must say his command of English was really good then. :) I'm not sure if anyone still remembered that I mentioned who I've wrote to a few entries before; I actually wrote to XiaXue telling her how much I adores her even though I don't. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's papers - &lt;b&gt;Mother tongue&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I actually got the question to the script for the 造句. I have looked out the word on the Online Chinese Dictionary already. :P Hopefully I'm able to remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I requested a remedial lesson after school with Mr. Lee. So I managed to cramp the 4 month of teachings into a remedial lesson to understand them. :) I think I did that almost every examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;As the above mentioned, I actually wanted to experiment the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;understanding&lt;/span&gt; technique instead of the memorising style used in the 80s. Bleah, If I didn't managed to pass I think I shall revert back to the memorising method. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reciprocates mylove, please.&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/32498982-59651375879107663?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/59651375879107663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=59651375879107663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/59651375879107663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/59651375879107663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/play-before-exam.html' title='play, before exam'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-6294880531292324622</id><published>2007-08-24T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:43:31.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>Ah, finally its friday and guess what? Next week is our school's holy common test! I'm going to prepare myself for the common test with the Saturday and Sunday so maybe I wont be blogging already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in quite a happy mood now, so, I'm blogging in a less formal way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Ling and I went to the hall after school for the Teacher's day celebration rehearsal. The first item that is going on when I first reached was this mumbling of songs somehow looks like Malaysia's .....&lt;br /&gt;So I was asking Yi Ling: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh, you got go Malaysia before anot? Every morning you can hear something like this one loh!&lt;/span&gt;" Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today's post. :)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;I'll wait&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-6294880531292324622?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/6294880531292324622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=6294880531292324622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6294880531292324622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/6294880531292324622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3747302447859419076</id><published>2007-08-23T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:17:38.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good'o days</title><content type='html'>Today have been such a uneventful day. We spent 2 hours doing nothing in class because there's no teacher in school. Biology lessons was empty too. So I ended up exploring the whole Biology laboratory -- looking at those little organs stored in a jar just interests me most although it may smells a little, bad and look a little, disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm sick. Sick of Mathematics lessons with Indian accent. I don't know what else can I say, maybe I could have scored better without all those groups, maybe I could have been a better student without all those groups, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of waiting time to past whenever I'm in the classroom, counting down to recess time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I've tried to stop ranting about Mathematics already. :) So just bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2247.jpg" class="left" height="180" width="240" /&gt;Ever tried to cut open your soft toys and have a look whats inside? Today, during Chinese lessons, Kang Hao took out his puppy doll and decided to cut it open. We first started to have the puppy beheaded and cut open its body and took out all the tiny beads from the toy and started to throw at the direction of the celling fan and have rained down upon many people. :) It was quite a fun time dismantling soft toys! Perhaps you should try it out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took out the nose and cut open the tail too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Causeway Point and brought a 1GB SD memory card for my new camera. :) Then we went to a playground and slack there. I can't believed that when examinations is coming, we could still hang out at those funny places. Grrrrr... I'm not taking it seriously! I shall try to be a good boy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 365px; height: 203px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2262.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retards...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3747302447859419076?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3747302447859419076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3747302447859419076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3747302447859419076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3747302447859419076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodo-days.html' title='Good&apos;o days'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-620954463753264228</id><published>2007-08-22T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T18:42:17.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalin the punk</title><content type='html'>History lesson was simply hilarious! We had History SBQ test and I think I did rather well for it because I didn't copy and did it myself. :) Nah, I don't think anyone of us would want to disappoint Mr. Lau. I must say he is a good teacher with lots of patient. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets come to the hilarious part after the test on Stalin SBQ test about the propaganda. There is this particular picture which showcases Stalin on a poster with many hands holding on to it. Let me show it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 263px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/What285.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you have to answer what does this picture tells you about Stalin. If you have learnt history, I'm sure you would tell me that the poster is glorifying Stalin, This can be seen from the many hands that are holding up his picture and the hundreds of hands 'welcoming' him in the back ground, this suggests that many &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people in Russia support Stalin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the background, we can see tall structures and buildings which look like industrial buldings or factories. This implies that Stalin is a successful leader as he has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;industrialized&lt;/span&gt; Russia. Etc, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you must be asking me where the hell does the funny part lies. You see, we may be Secondary 3 already, but we are still as childish as ever. I'm not sure if other schools or classes behave like that but I'm sure that we are pathetically childish to teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up doodling the on Stalin and eventually, it became &lt;u&gt;Stalin The Punk.&lt;/u&gt; It isn't meant to make fun of our great Stalin. Alright, thats just for laughs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 218px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Untitled-1copy.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, he became modernize just like how he modernize Russia - from the side-parting hair to the latest trend punky or Gothic hairstyle or whatever you call it. From left to right, drawn by different artiste - Me, Keneth, Kang Hao and Jackson. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the teacher is irritated by the all the laughings and giggling.&lt;br /&gt;This can be proved by the fact that teacher gives an irritated face and therefore proved that teacher was irritated. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yesterday's blogger was down with 503 Server Error which I dont even know what happened. :) So I post today and changed the date already. Enjoy!：）&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-620954463753264228?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/620954463753264228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=620954463753264228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/620954463753264228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/620954463753264228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/stalin-punk.html' title='Stalin the punk'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7794097816466462588</id><published>2007-08-21T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T22:26:54.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy morning.</title><content type='html'>Its had been a &lt;u&gt;happy morning&lt;/u&gt; today. I was greeted by 2 lucky good news when I woke up from a comprehensible dream I had. I think I really wanted to return back to the past where the happiest moment lies. Nah, of course, I wouldn't think of such things because I knew it was simply impossible, life still have to go on. Well, perhaps that is just a little dream I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered I dreamt about having a device that would enable me to go back by 2 years myself when we was still in Secondary 1. :) Excited? Gosh, even I am excited myself. =P So, I ended up talking to my little friends which I could still remember their kiddish look when we were still in Secondary 1 and they were really cute! :) Well, things had changed, face changes too! If you could look at their pictures when we were Secondary 1 and now, Its totally different! :) My... that brings the great feeling of nostalgia. I can't believed I actually can have such a fun time in my own dreamland. (Opps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the track, I was greeted by 2 really lucky news from a lucky draw that my dad participated a few months ago from the sweet, Ricola. I remembered I was so in love with it back then. :)&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?! I actually won a 7 megapixle digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;There, there, I heard you saying again, &lt;i&gt;'Digital camera only mah.. get so excited for what?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, a camera is good enough to make my day already! But the good news is that, my dad has won a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brand-new Mitsubishi Lancer&lt;/span&gt;! Gosh, I'm so happy! :) I was quite skeptical when my mum told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 227px; height: 184px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/What270copy.jpg" class="right" /&gt;School was quite eventful today. Why? Because today is Li Ting's 15th Birthday! Let yours sincerely give you a sincere wish, a wish that wishes you well academically, physically and emotionally. Today I overheard your wish, that is to promoted to the Express steam! Though I think its rather too late, but I still wish you good luck! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you'll like the white elephant ornament  piano gift from Thawat and I. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-7794097816466462588?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7794097816466462588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7794097816466462588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7794097816466462588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7794097816466462588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-morning.html' title='Happy morning.'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-7806320426199267672</id><published>2007-08-20T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:05:23.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscommunication</title><content type='html'>Something that I wanted to say; There are seriously lots of miscommunication between friends and me. Now I now did I realised and understood why I don't really have close friends around. What a fool. Forget it, I can't do anything either. I'm those who are shy to people I don't really know because I'm afraid that the same thing would happened to me when I was young. Bah! :( This is how blogging became my greatest friend ever eh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Series of unfortunate events has ended recently and I'm now trying to get over it. :) Today we didn't have the morning assembly today which was great! I just hate what the principal's daily speech that bores my morning. She die die has to say something, even if they don't really appeal. Monday sucks. Physics replaced the morning assembly which was somehow better than assembly. Mr. Shanker was late and reprimanded us for taking such a long time to settle down. I was like: '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello? Who is the one that take his bloody time walk up and you dare to scold us?! WTH.&lt;/span&gt;' And so, I ended up &lt;i&gt;Diao-ing&lt;/i&gt; at him. Bleah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never wish to mention how much Mathematics hates me. I got back my test paper I did last week and you will never know how horribly I did. I scored 4/50 for the test. I handed up blank paper, the only questions I wrote was copied from Kang Hao. Then the paper put me to sleep. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks has been quite a stressful one, I got 3 Chinese test in a row today. Seriously, I still have the mood to do the first one and I think I did rather well for it but for the other 2, needless to say, its badly done. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told to do some creative writings on informal letters. What happened is, we have to write a letter to someone, anyone. Many wrote to soccer players telling them how much they loved them, but I'm a little different because I'm no soccer fans. So I decided to wrote to Xia Xue instead. :) Its quite a long essay but I must say it's nicely done. :) What amuse me was, lots of people were asking me whether did I have my letter wrote to Kane Raynard. This is so, so, so amusing. :) Perhaps I should write hate letters then, bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really frustrating to choose presents for people whom you don't know well especially when you knew them for 3 whole years. Bah, I got rather broke this few weeks as I have been spending my money so obviously that my mum knew and asked me where did the $100 I saved for the past few months gone. Obviously, I'm not that quick witted to think of a reason to trick her. So I ended up with a slap from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without money, I have to share money with Thawat to buy a present for Li Ting as her birthday falls on tomorrow. We brought a &lt;u&gt;miniature&lt;/u&gt; piano since she always liked piano. But I never expect her to be so disappointed. Grrrr.. I guess I've choose a wrong, expensive present. :( Again, I'm broke for the entire year perhaps until Chinese New Year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you really tried hard to study in KFC but you have never ever able to concentrate before? Well, this happened to me when I was trying real hard to study in KFC this afternoon. Few primary school kids actually sat infront of me and talk and talk and talk. Well, actually its quite interesting to see primary school's pupil talking. Maybe I hadn't been able to communicate with small children as I'm the youngest at home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, today has been quite naggy because I'm bored now and have no one to talk to except to you, my blog. :) Bah, worst than hell. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just got my hair cut. I must say I got a really kiddish look whenever I had a hair cut. Ha, I'm young, jealous? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-7806320426199267672?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/7806320426199267672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=7806320426199267672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7806320426199267672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/7806320426199267672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/miscommunication.html' title='Miscommunication'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4805479482422012281</id><published>2007-08-19T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T18:09:05.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Safely locked till eternity; I wish you well.</title><content type='html'>Hello guys,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to let you guys worried about me. :) Thankfully, all is over. Which means that i'll continue writing  interesting stuffs for your reading leisure. :) I promise, no more emotional stuffs. :D&lt;br /&gt;Alright, because of that, readership has dropped, everyone is gone. But nevertheless, better days are ahead (i hope so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/120px-Emblem-favorites.svg.png" width="120px" height="120px" class="left" /&gt;Lets talk about love, the holy thing that everyone will been through in stages of their lives whether is it true love, puppy love or an one-sided affair but hey, don't assume that I'm in love! Well, I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the sweetest period of a relationship is during the start of relationship where you will tend to start saying the most typical and classics word - &lt;i&gt;I'll love you forever and never leave you, no matter what.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, I know, its true, definitely, it is! But you never know that its only deemed valid at the point of time when he/she said it to you. After that, it will end up like the banana notes where the Japanese introduced it to Singapore after they left, people burn it, used as toilet papers and so on. SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aright, that’s for those who are fortunate who could even find someone to say the classic word to themselves; the rest of us whom are less fortunate will find ourselves &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secretly liking someone&lt;/span&gt;. You would commonly find yourselves peeping at him/her secretly whenever he is at the canteen having his/her lunch, or you'd purposely walk past his/her class just to have a peek at him/her and you are contented, that's it. Then you realized that person too have someone in mind, then you felt hurt when that person came for your advice because you were his/her best opposite sex friend. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then you realized that the most hurtful in the world is to help that person you secretly loved to chase after someone he/she likes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when we like someone, you have to accept his/her everything including his/her past, illness, behavior so on and so forth. That's where the &lt;u&gt;love me, love my dog&lt;/u&gt; theory comes in. Many can't accept the fact that such things isn't what they really want. Acceptance plays a huge part in a relationship, if you can't accept his/her past, sadly to say, you don't love him/her at all,  &lt;b&gt;NOT AT ALL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there are many many factors in a relationship. Its not simple, at all. Please get your mind right before you end up hurting someone that really loves you more than themselves, please. And don't get too fucked up excited when someone tell you how much he/she loves you want to be with you forever and the next moment, they come up with all sort of nonsensical shit telling you how much they can't forget their ex-boyfriend without knowing how much it hurts. Grrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess all is in the past, I wish you well :) &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;There’s nothing left between us anymore. I hope you are happy because I’m worse than hell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is Love. Secretly, Sadly, happily.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-4805479482422012281?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4805479482422012281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4805479482422012281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4805479482422012281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4805479482422012281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/safely-locked-till-eternity-i-wish-you.html' title='Safely locked till eternity; I wish you well.'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-4058620148312654904</id><published>2007-08-18T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T16:20:42.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Comfortation</title><content type='html'>Sorry to everyone who was so worried about the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was kinda cheered up already i think so.. I dont really wanna think of anything else but I seriously can't. Grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Self-comfortation, is pathetic. But it did works, better than... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;I wondered how long are we going to continue like this. I'm badly deprived..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week had passed rather slow. Everything seems to go wrong. I don't know.. I'm not sure what I can do to remedies all these. Maybe I thought too highly of myself, I cant remedy anything! NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;From making a fool of myself to trying give advices properly and it was completely, entirely, totally rejected and nothing compared to... Tell me please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shouldnt be too emotional after all, all is just facade. :) Trying to get over something is really hard. Now i laughed at myself in the past thinking and asking myself that why people can get so emotion over a relationship. HAHA! tsk tsk tsk... Oh well, my sis called me yesterday and asked if I wanted a PSP and I turned her down because I my mind is whirling and was in a deep mess. Now, I sorta regret it. Grrrrr.. Maybe i should call her and said i want it again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY PSP!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;badly.... dont leave... me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-4058620148312654904?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/4058620148312654904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=4058620148312654904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4058620148312654904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/4058620148312654904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/self-comfortation.html' title='Self-Comfortation'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-3087957334445193232</id><published>2007-08-17T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T20:10:10.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;The box of detergent… when will I ever have the courage to finish it up?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to everyone.. I deeply regret it. bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-3087957334445193232?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/3087957334445193232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=3087957334445193232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3087957334445193232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/3087957334445193232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/courage.html' title='Courage?'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-753178504659284162</id><published>2007-08-16T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:30:47.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some small thoughts lingering in my head, I will be fine.</title><content type='html'>Today hadn't been really a emotional day for me.. But somehow, I realised something about myself today that is, I prefer the emotional side of me. :P And i think the teachers might prefer the emotional side of me too. Its like, I'll get really quiet and stop talking to distract others. As for Mathematics lessons, I slept for the entire 1 hour and the teacher didn't cared (which was great). I am simply too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art lesson today was much better than yesterday's. We got ourself 5 boards for our next year's N-level examinations. The best thing is, we get to put all our art works in the art room which is also equilvilant to putting all our stress in the art room. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the art room again after school to have our art done. Simply because I can't really concentrate doing such artistically stuffs at home with my laptop placed within 4 km radius. :) Another reason was because Angeline's portrait was ruined with a hole which seems to be my fault but I'm complete oblivious to what I've done. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to Causeway Point and  have my lunch. Hell, I ate 3 bowls of rice. Grrrrr.. I guess my target for 60kg is gonna be reaching fast, real fast! :) Meet up with Raynard and walked around the shopping mall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-753178504659284162?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/753178504659284162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=753178504659284162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/753178504659284162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/753178504659284162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-some-small-thoughts-lingering-in.html' title='Just some small thoughts lingering in my head, I will be fine.'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-5551458876955065373</id><published>2007-08-15T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:08:51.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad art day</title><content type='html'>Art lesson today was terrible! Everyone was scolded or screamed at except the flavored ones and I was one of those whom was scolded. Angeline was one of the student whom was scolded badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he went around scolding single one whose art isn't up to standard. Actually I think its really difficult to judge whose art is nice and whose isn't and the tendency to valuate oneself is actually quite demoralising. To those who are scolded, dont get too demoralised by what he has said and instead of brooding over what he have said, do something that remedies it. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a emotional day for me in any case you guys had asked me if I'm sick or not. I didn't really have the mood to study, talk or play in class which I normally did. I didn't even bothered to read the questions written on my Mathematics test paper. I just handed up a blank paper.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this would blow over soon and let tomorrow's post be a happy post. I definitely hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-5551458876955065373?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/5551458876955065373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=5551458876955065373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5551458876955065373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/5551458876955065373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-art-day.html' title='Bad art day'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-8675483695030891406</id><published>2007-08-15T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T18:21:04.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningless day</title><content type='html'>Today felt very sad. Didn't talk to anyone cause I was moody. I don't know why, for no reasons. I am feeling tired and stress nowadays and I really can't take it. Maybe it's because Common Test is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those I have ignored today, I am sorry. For all those I have quarrelled with, I deeply regret it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-8675483695030891406?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/8675483695030891406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=8675483695030891406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8675483695030891406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/8675483695030891406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-felt-very-sad.html' title='Meaningless day'/><author><name>KRAY.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQQ44_PlJV8/SgGku4B-AiI/AAAAAAAABnA/4Vx9WJPc3gM/S220/IMG_6249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2063415572836228829</id><published>2007-08-14T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:21:04.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodwill in remarks</title><content type='html'>A comment about the &lt;a href="http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/seventh-lunar-month-ghost-festival.html"&gt;Seventh Lunar Month; Ghost festival&lt;/a&gt; from a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Haha.. Your entry is entertaining Chun Keong! It put a smile on my face when I was reading it. It is informative and insightful too! Thanks for sharing!! By the way, I think you are a good writer with a lot of potential. I enjoy reading your entries! :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this comment about that entries in school today and was freakin' happy about it though its nothing much. Okay lah. Not trying to be conceited (opps) but hey, I only showed this to one person in school today. In fact, its two because one peeked. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I heard you saying: &lt;i&gt;such things also can get so excited one meh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, you can! And not forgetting the &lt;a href="http://kraynard.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-not-trying-to-blow-my-own-trumpet.html"&gt;little praise&lt;/a&gt; given by kraynard. You guys really made my day and I got motivated I must say, and yeah, this is a call for me to work harder and believe in myself. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English and Physics test! I think I did the English test fairly well but physics...&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;My teacher actually gave me the wrong information when I ask whether if 26°C is the theta(θ)     or Xθ (in the topic of temperature) he actually gave me the wrong &lt;s&gt;answer&lt;/s&gt; hint (since its a test :P). WTH and that cost my 2 marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't post too much of what I've done today and honestly, I doubt anyone is really &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's art lessons is definitely going to be onerous. He is making the entire class sick of Art, seriously. My white hair will be growing up if this continues.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'm going to fail my mathematics already and guess what? I'm prepared. Look, if i happened to fail this common test 2 badly, I'm getting out of that freakin' group! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually studied my Social Studies during Maths lesson. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2063415572836228829?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2063415572836228829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2063415572836228829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2063415572836228829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2063415572836228829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodwill-in-remarks.html' title='Goodwill in remarks'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-291806469294839670</id><published>2007-08-13T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:48:38.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame times together..</title><content type='html'>Today was an interesting day i must say. First part of the morning assembly was simply boring. I couldn't help but to read my newspaper to keep myself awake. Then we have our dearest Mr. Shanker on stage dancing the Malay Dance! That was the most interesting part of the assembly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 288px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/Untitled-2-1.jpg" class="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absolutely hilarious! We went to Causeway Point after school and came into this particular shop that sells these small cute bags for kindergarten! And we actually got scolded for taking photographs in the shop. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, today post was short, i know. I have tons of works to do and prepare for the common test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-291806469294839670?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/291806469294839670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=291806469294839670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/291806469294839670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/291806469294839670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-interesting-day-i-must-say.html' title='Lame times together..'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-607255749776400485</id><published>2007-08-12T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:32:09.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventh Lunar Month; Ghost festival.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 284px; height: 205px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/IMGP2232.jpg" class="left" /&gt;Completed the butterfly which was nicely done! Forget about the the stupid Orchid. Grrrrr&lt;br /&gt;Studied the whole dayyyyyyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO... tomorrow will be the 7th month of the lunar calender. Which means, ghosts from the netherworld including those of the deceased ancestors, will be coming up to earth! Oh well, i personally don't believe in such things per se. I don't have a religion.&lt;br /&gt;But in case if you believe it, in order to appease them, animals are slaughtered and offered to these 'hungry ghosts', together with other food. &lt;img style="width: 196px; height: 158px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k181/keongx/firstlevel.jpg" class="right" /&gt;But hey, lets not forget Angeline's favorite word -- 'Kim Zhua' also known as incense paper which is burnt to the netherworld for them to collect. Now, you guys must be wondering &lt;i&gt;how do they collect it?&lt;/i&gt; according to the artist's impression, they have a system down there to inform those ghost to collect their money. BUT, not any kind of incense paper is accepted down there.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this rather interesting hell note which uses the American note as the incense paper. Just that they changed the guy there to the Hades. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets not forget paper the paper dolls, paper shirts or whatever the shop had made. I'm traditional, so I dont burn paper hand phones, PDA, cigarettes or Rolex watches. :) My mum usually brought simple stuffs like hell notes, a few stacks of incense paper and some joss stick. But i always told her to be generous lah, they can only come up once a year and thats it.  I remembered being small kid, I would always volunteered myself happily to burn all the stuff. Its like, you don't always get to burn things right? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, sometimes i think its ridiculous to go to the extend that people brought HUGE paper house and burnt it! Or worst, on the grass patch. Grrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;This is how come racist people would comment on chinese burning things that made their home smoky! But if you don't believe in such stuff (like me) just shut up and respect others culture. :) So that peace and harmony will continue in the multi-religious Singapore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-607255749776400485?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/607255749776400485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=607255749776400485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/607255749776400485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/607255749776400485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/seventh-lunar-month-ghost-festival.html' title='Seventh Lunar Month; Ghost festival.'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32498982.post-2184916263451263776</id><published>2007-08-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:06:53.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spick-and-span</title><content type='html'>As usual, I don't have much to blog on weekends if I didn't go for a outing in town. I'm not those whom had programs planned every weekends, seriously. I cleaned my room which it was suppose to be cleaned before I went for the OBS camp. Now its Spick-and-span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coloured a quarter of my butterfly and was feeling very tired. :) Hopefully I won't be scolded. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i'm going to study real hard. For my common test 2. :(&lt;br /&gt;That means, no more daily post! Unless you are telling me that you are interested in how I'm studying. :) But of course, I'll try to post a much as i can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hard, 3n3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32498982-2184916263451263776?l=keongsportif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/feeds/2184916263451263776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32498982&amp;postID=2184916263451263776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2184916263451263776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32498982/posts/default/2184916263451263776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keongsportif.blogspot.com/2007/08/spick-and-span.html' title='Spick-and-span'/><author><name>Chun keong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04283057502239331266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
