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Although sometimes it was difficult to solve the problems, but i learn a lot...And all the posts in my blog is to show you that what i get through before and feeling...Hope you all can learn somethings from here...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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/&gt;quiet and silence,&lt;br /&gt;maybe the best way...&lt;br /&gt;just let it become a story that never known...&lt;br /&gt;which hiding behind a joker mask,&lt;br /&gt;sorrowfully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting the chance to come or...&lt;br /&gt;waiting the time to pass...&lt;br /&gt;never know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-7620898383728407922?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7620898383728407922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=7620898383728407922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/7620898383728407922'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;obstacles and obstructs...&lt;br /&gt;killing sagacious...&lt;br /&gt;gaining no cognitive...&lt;br /&gt;Chance and chances,&lt;br /&gt;relinquish and relinquishes,&lt;br /&gt;better way?&lt;br /&gt;Inebriate of mental,&lt;br /&gt;still the feeling encumbered...&lt;br /&gt;timid or intellect?&lt;br /&gt;Soaked in the state,&lt;br /&gt;of pair and guardian...&lt;br /&gt;yes or no?&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable hereafter,&lt;br /&gt;unexpected narrative,&lt;br /&gt;unspeakable reason...&lt;br /&gt;My rhythm of heartbeat,&lt;br /&gt;this is it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-7964717661188007073?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7964717661188007073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by days...&lt;br /&gt;Improvement of yours,&lt;br /&gt;cheerful we will...&lt;br /&gt;Strength of heart of yours,&lt;br /&gt;proud we feel...&lt;br /&gt;Brave of yours,&lt;br /&gt;touch we are...&lt;br /&gt;Efforts of yours,&lt;br /&gt;we will see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must keep on,&lt;br /&gt;the efforts...&lt;br /&gt;We know you can...&lt;br /&gt;We know you will never disappoint us...&lt;br /&gt;And remember...&lt;br /&gt;We will always be there for you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-4567631422616308216?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4567631422616308216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=4567631422616308216' 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type='text'>Emotional control</title><content type='html'>Emotional belongs to every man-kind,&lt;br /&gt;it colour our life which contains less saturation.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow,&lt;br /&gt;it assassin our intellect.&lt;br /&gt;When nervous come with panic,&lt;br /&gt;here comes the anger,&lt;br /&gt;it ruins our mind,&lt;br /&gt;and it causes us to be impatient.&lt;br /&gt;What will people do when they are impatient?&lt;br /&gt;They scold, they scream, they being impolite.&lt;br /&gt;In the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;when some people's authority getting higher,&lt;br /&gt;they started to be arrogant,&lt;br /&gt;they only will know what they did were wrong&lt;br /&gt;when their reputation are dropping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being control,&lt;br /&gt;why not we choose to control them?&lt;br /&gt;It is very easy to be control,&lt;br /&gt;if you intended to do so.&lt;br /&gt;When you getting mad,&lt;br /&gt;just try to bear it for a few minutes,&lt;br /&gt;and stop thinking about the occasion for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Always do things when we are in fair mood,&lt;br /&gt;it's really help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-1317174822225352528?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1317174822225352528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=1317174822225352528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/1317174822225352528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/1317174822225352528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/emotional-control.html' title='Emotional control'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-7886450255373238721</id><published>2009-11-04T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:19:54.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promise</title><content type='html'>I played the piano...&lt;br /&gt;with the memory of your back,&lt;br /&gt;which become smaller and smaller,&lt;br /&gt;and finally gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I non-stop playing it,&lt;br /&gt;but will she turn back to me?&lt;br /&gt;the promise still existing?&lt;br /&gt;never and ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The melody from the score&lt;br /&gt;is not longer following...&lt;br /&gt;but why the concern is still there?&lt;br /&gt;because i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The violin is leaving,&lt;br /&gt;left only the brush...&lt;br /&gt;just only can feel your existing...&lt;br /&gt;but never touch you anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat crying at the midnight...&lt;br /&gt;i heard...&lt;br /&gt;but can never pity it...&lt;br /&gt;because it belongs to other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promise,&lt;br /&gt;that we did on the day...&lt;br /&gt;will never forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;and always remember...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-7886450255373238721?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7886450255373238721/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-7180432064221626458</id><published>2009-09-30T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:38:17.462-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting with cold and a silent night...'/><title type='text'>Memory of you...</title><content type='html'>It happens again...&lt;br /&gt;a lonely night,&lt;br /&gt;and the sound of cry from the isolated star...&lt;br /&gt;soulfulness of deplorable becomes tears,&lt;br /&gt;tears become raindrops...&lt;br /&gt;which are perpetuate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the pastorale,&lt;br /&gt;life of sorrowful was graved...&lt;br /&gt;The abandoned love,&lt;br /&gt;thwarting by the cold blood...&lt;br /&gt;The yelling of helpless,&lt;br /&gt;being conceal behind the false face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love,&lt;br /&gt;corresponding the owl that never met the hawk...&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the colour of green,&lt;br /&gt;during the autumn season,&lt;br /&gt;epitomize the inconceivable in us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desiring the discomfiture,&lt;br /&gt;gone with the wind...&lt;br /&gt;And the lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;touch the heart of you...&lt;br /&gt;and so the journey began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by : Kp  1/10/2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-7180432064221626458?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7180432064221626458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=7180432064221626458' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>After 3 days 2 nights trip in Cameron Highlands, 553 photos has been shot by me. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SpVcbtKzZTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/nWM1FPtnNWc/s400/cameron+highlands+222+copy+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374303361387685170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SpVcbCxiNJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xH033wRgMJY/s1600-h/cameron+highlands+231+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SpVcbCxiNJI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xH033wRgMJY/s400/cameron+highlands+231+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374303350007411858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SpVcalheFjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/obj9WiaxPKo/s1600-h/cameron+highlands+264+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SpVcZZr8VuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/OLfVL1TYctE/s400/cameron+highlands+488+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374303321798235874" 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/4095579369834198574-8687195010883914936?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8687195010883914936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=8687195010883914936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/8687195010883914936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/8687195010883914936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/cameron-highlands.html' title='Cameron Highlands'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SpVcmpfX6aI/AAAAAAAAAV8/QYNZov8w91o/s72-c/cameron+highlands+078+%5B%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-3677206046178390651</id><published>2009-08-21T23:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:41:23.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool</title><content type='html'>Some of my friends was playing pool there...and that time my camera is with me...so just try to snap some photos for my blog  xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R2jg2r9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/8518ulrwTWo/s1600-h/DPP_0076+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R2jg2r9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/8518ulrwTWo/s400/DPP_0076+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372673246908297170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R2Mm7_5I/AAAAAAAAAUk/7BPN6ZqKrpA/s1600-h/DPP_0069+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R2Mm7_5I/AAAAAAAAAUk/7BPN6ZqKrpA/s400/DPP_0069+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372673240759795602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R3jpwlBI/AAAAAAAAAU8/LWtEZIzJKZE/s1600-h/DPP_0082+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R3jpwlBI/AAAAAAAAAU8/LWtEZIzJKZE/s400/DPP_0082+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372673264125514770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R282jsII/AAAAAAAAAU0/Syex32Y3IMg/s1600-h/DPP_0090+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R282jsII/AAAAAAAAAU0/Syex32Y3IMg/s400/DPP_0090+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372673253710213250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R38s1qrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hmRauW-0zfw/s1600-h/DPP_0104+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R38s1qrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hmRauW-0zfw/s400/DPP_0104+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372673270849317554" 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/4095579369834198574-3677206046178390651?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3677206046178390651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=3677206046178390651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3677206046178390651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3677206046178390651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/pool.html' title='Pool'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/So-R2jg2r9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/8518ulrwTWo/s72-c/DPP_0076+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-3572368548910782961</id><published>2009-08-03T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T04:24:56.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PC fair 2009 in KL convention hall</title><content type='html'>Went for pc fair for some photo shooting, there was so many people there. Almost full-fill the hall, and people were blocking each others. Luckily, i still can snap some nice photo for my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGyFEpgaI/AAAAAAAAATc/6obXheeGf8o/s1600-h/DPP_0006+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGyFEpgaI/AAAAAAAAATc/6obXheeGf8o/s400/DPP_0006+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365694569715958178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Show girls and me   xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGyTQLKtI/AAAAAAAAATk/feBilaBXoXA/s1600-h/DPP_0007+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGyTQLKtI/AAAAAAAAATk/feBilaBXoXA/s400/DPP_0007+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365694573522397906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Show girls and me again  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGy5KWnsI/AAAAAAAAATs/-hMRU-7DT5I/s1600-h/DPP_0008+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGy5KWnsI/AAAAAAAAATs/-hMRU-7DT5I/s400/DPP_0008+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365694583698529986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Show girl 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGzcaDw-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/bQHRkwpoB34/s1600-h/DPP_0010+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGzcaDw-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/bQHRkwpoB34/s400/DPP_0010+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365694593159644130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Show girl 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGzAZ-cCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/rABe2XpxKNU/s1600-h/DPP_0009+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGzAZ-cCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/rABe2XpxKNU/s400/DPP_0009+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365694585643102242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Show girl 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbG93Kx2gI/AAAAAAAAAUE/b8PEP1x0YwE/s1600-h/DPP_0005+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbG93Kx2gI/AAAAAAAAAUE/b8PEP1x0YwE/s400/DPP_0005+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365694772142004738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Show girl 4 - my friend -Renee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbG-XnVQaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/TIb4LxARZJU/s1600-h/DPP_0011+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbG-XnVQaI/AAAAAAAAAUM/TIb4LxARZJU/s400/DPP_0011+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365694780851700130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outside of Convention Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbG-vR9umI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4ds8ejTwkW0/s1600-h/DPP_0012+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbG-vR9umI/AAAAAAAAAUU/4ds8ejTwkW0/s400/DPP_0012+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365694787204528738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Night view in front of KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbG-8G7JRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/gyVXvzwW604/s1600-h/DPP_0014+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbG-8G7JRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/gyVXvzwW604/s400/DPP_0014+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365694790647883026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess what is this???&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/4095579369834198574-3572368548910782961?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3572368548910782961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=3572368548910782961' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3572368548910782961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3572368548910782961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/pc-fair-2009-in-kl-convention-hall.html' title='PC fair 2009 in KL convention hall'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SnbGyFEpgaI/AAAAAAAAATc/6obXheeGf8o/s72-c/DPP_0006+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-4199617311557992942</id><published>2009-07-26T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:55:04.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTI idol 2009</title><content type='html'>Quite busy recently with my assignment and test, so my blog already got spider-web...For cleaning the web, i decided to post photos for an event a.k.a INTI idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is some photos for the event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxv1HVo6OI/AAAAAAAAATM/e9vYaJDObro/s1600-h/DPP_0006+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxv1HVo6OI/AAAAAAAAATM/e9vYaJDObro/s400/DPP_0006+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362784214584977634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing camera with my friends  xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxv0gfM5BI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7mXTc8C26Xs/s1600-h/DPP_0010+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxv0gfM5BI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7mXTc8C26Xs/s400/DPP_0010+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362784204156101650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My ex-model  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxvm_zKg4I/AAAAAAAAAS0/DTVCoue59jA/s1600-h/DPP_0011+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxvm_zKg4I/AAAAAAAAAS0/DTVCoue59jA/s400/DPP_0011+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783972043162498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DJ control counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvmtCb34I/AAAAAAAAASs/7YzcVTK1KS4/s1600-h/DPP_0018+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvmtCb34I/AAAAAAAAASs/7YzcVTK1KS4/s400/DPP_0018+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783967006941058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gordon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvmHRz7nI/AAAAAAAAASc/Gk2wWLtK-Ak/s1600-h/DPP_0024+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvmHRz7nI/AAAAAAAAASc/Gk2wWLtK-Ak/s400/DPP_0024+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783956870884978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Traffic Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvmT3OKMI/AAAAAAAAASk/7ilTVmKEOSU/s1600-h/DPP_0023+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvmT3OKMI/AAAAAAAAASk/7ilTVmKEOSU/s400/DPP_0023+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783960249018562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fans of "traffic light"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvUai-MHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/u5UTz31UZl4/s1600-h/DPP_0033+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvUai-MHI/AAAAAAAAAR8/u5UTz31UZl4/s400/DPP_0033+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783652805488754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvUb-2iCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/V6U7LZpbtUQ/s1600-h/DPP_0036+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvUb-2iCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/V6U7LZpbtUQ/s400/DPP_0036+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783653190862882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another photo of the Fans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvUI4lFEI/AAAAAAAAARs/1iw1-4-cqm4/s1600-h/DPP_0038+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvUI4lFEI/AAAAAAAAARs/1iw1-4-cqm4/s400/DPP_0038+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783648064279618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The video camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvCQ_Z6fI/AAAAAAAAARk/RfzHonMYxJc/s1600-h/DPP_0039+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvCQ_Z6fI/AAAAAAAAARk/RfzHonMYxJc/s400/DPP_0039+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783341002746354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fans of the singer-Tang Xiao Kan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvCBD6HPI/AAAAAAAAARc/Uk-YBEJ9lIY/s1600-h/DPP_0040+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvCBD6HPI/AAAAAAAAARc/Uk-YBEJ9lIY/s400/DPP_0040+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783336726666482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tang Xiao Kan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvBy_ocLI/AAAAAAAAARM/neDTkm5h9eE/s1600-h/DPP_0042+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvBy_ocLI/AAAAAAAAARM/neDTkm5h9eE/s400/DPP_0042+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783332950634674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvBW0dKkI/AAAAAAAAARE/kKaRTsbsTYA/s1600-h/DPP_0043+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvBW0dKkI/AAAAAAAAARE/kKaRTsbsTYA/s400/DPP_0043+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783325387565634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiao Kan and me ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxv1ZomdgI/AAAAAAAAATU/_dFiheySeQE/s1600-h/DPP_0004+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxv1ZomdgI/AAAAAAAAATU/_dFiheySeQE/s400/DPP_0004+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362784219496347138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Li Wern and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxv0y8FVKI/AAAAAAAAATE/UG7Ay_Q8P2Y/s1600-h/DPP_0007+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxv0y8FVKI/AAAAAAAAATE/UG7Ay_Q8P2Y/s400/DPP_0007+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362784209109079202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beautiful ushers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxvl6XNHxI/AAAAAAAAASU/m4ccjRdpr7o/s1600-h/DPP_0026+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxvl6XNHxI/AAAAAAAAASU/m4ccjRdpr7o/s400/DPP_0026+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783953403846418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The audiences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvU32pyPI/AAAAAAAAASM/4SZOC1Ng2tk/s1600-h/DPP_0029+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvU32pyPI/AAAAAAAAASM/4SZOC1Ng2tk/s400/DPP_0029+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783660672665842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicole and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvUkFhMoI/AAAAAAAAASE/9GajKnFsiWU/s1600-h/DPP_0032+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SmxvUkFhMoI/AAAAAAAAASE/9GajKnFsiWU/s400/DPP_0032+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362783655366308482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yi Jun and me&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/4095579369834198574-4199617311557992942?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4199617311557992942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=4199617311557992942' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/4199617311557992942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/4199617311557992942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/inti-idol-2009.html' title='INTI idol 2009'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Smxv1HVo6OI/AAAAAAAAATM/e9vYaJDObro/s72-c/DPP_0006+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-5098303239600165240</id><published>2009-07-02T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:47:20.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTI Orientation Night 09 - Frenzy of Fabulosity</title><content type='html'>Well, actually i already bought the ticket and prepare to go and have fun with my friends for the O night. But a photographer ask me to go and take photos a few hours ago, of course i choose to snap photos...and so i gave the ticket to my brother and force him to go instead of wasting it...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some of the photos i took during the night...hope u guys enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGnRlQj1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/aR53rMs7SL4/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+004+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGnRlQj1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/aR53rMs7SL4/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+004+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353872435073552210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGnobB83I/AAAAAAAAAP8/j6dFCnReFnA/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+028+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGnobB83I/AAAAAAAAAP8/j6dFCnReFnA/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+028+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353872441204667250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGn8fm80I/AAAAAAAAAQE/xTy_vCoT3Dg/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+031+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGn8fm80I/AAAAAAAAAQE/xTy_vCoT3Dg/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+031+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353872446592578370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGoI-MV-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/97WwQ4gl9IQ/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+080+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGoI-MV-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/97WwQ4gl9IQ/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+080+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353872449942083554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGpSKESrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KGOX6t4OYiU/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+196+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGpSKESrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KGOX6t4OYiU/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+196+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353872469587675826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHNzuF1hI/AAAAAAAAAQc/E15Jv_iGPxw/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+235+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHNzuF1hI/AAAAAAAAAQc/E15Jv_iGPxw/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+235+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353873097072432658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHOKQZsbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wOrSM4HFpbo/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+445+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHOKQZsbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/wOrSM4HFpbo/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+445+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353873103121920434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHOm2jT7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dP9BqA4gGCg/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+527+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHOm2jT7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dP9BqA4gGCg/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+527+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353873110798127026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the photographer - Felix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHO35nN8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uJldsEhWtXk/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+609+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHO35nN8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uJldsEhWtXk/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+609+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353873115374368706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arhagrhh....my friend and i try to have some fun here...lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHOd1L1UI/AAAAAAAAAQs/9NGB9juRVlE/s1600-h/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+675+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzHOd1L1UI/AAAAAAAAAQs/9NGB9juRVlE/s400/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+675+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353873108376474946" 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/4095579369834198574-5098303239600165240?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5098303239600165240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=5098303239600165240' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5098303239600165240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5098303239600165240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/inti-orientation-night-09-frenzy-of.html' title='INTI Orientation Night 09 - Frenzy of Fabulosity'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SkzGnRlQj1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/aR53rMs7SL4/s72-c/may+intake+orientation+night+2009+%282009-06-24%29+004+%5B%5D+%5B%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-3941020551340217964</id><published>2009-06-27T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:45:02.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The melody</title><content type='html'>It was a sunny day,&lt;br /&gt;almost everyday,&lt;br /&gt;the birds were singing,&lt;br /&gt;and the melody was in loved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it started to rain,&lt;br /&gt;it never stop.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday ends with a dawn,&lt;br /&gt;no more rising sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The melody become a burden,&lt;br /&gt;a suffering,&lt;br /&gt;that wakes you up all the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The melody is a choice,&lt;br /&gt;the birds decide it,&lt;br /&gt;and the insects have to listen,&lt;br /&gt;although they struggle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the melody play until the bar of love,&lt;br /&gt;it comes with pedaling,&lt;br /&gt;which is romantic,&lt;br /&gt;but a sad ending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tempo of the melody is too fast,&lt;br /&gt;for the last few bars.&lt;br /&gt;Although it was perfect at the begining,&lt;br /&gt;but can't really catch up at last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a failure,&lt;br /&gt;due to lack of time,&lt;br /&gt;or be too late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally,&lt;br /&gt;the melody ends with piano mode,&lt;br /&gt;and being silent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by: Kp 2009-06-27&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-3941020551340217964?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3941020551340217964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=3941020551340217964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3941020551340217964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3941020551340217964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/melody.html' title='The melody'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-3210671657047289769</id><published>2009-06-16T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:52:52.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography Competition</title><content type='html'>After participate in a photograph competition, i don't have any photo that suit for the theme. So i went KL with my friends and try to catch up some idea.&lt;br /&gt;And finally i shot the best photo on that day...&lt;br /&gt;please leave a comment after viewing the photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theme of competition:  Life&lt;br /&gt;Venue                           :  Time Square, KL&lt;br /&gt;Model                           :  Ee Ling&lt;br /&gt;Date                              :  6th of June, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Sjkp72HfgeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Vk_V8zCr148/s1600-h/Time+square,+jolin+came+101+edited+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Sjkp72HfgeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Vk_V8zCr148/s400/Time+square,+jolin+came+101+edited+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348352140595134946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Life of Rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation: Living in a world that full of humans with competing, they rush for everyday,&lt;br /&gt;                    every night. Even in shopping mall, they rush and try to get the best thing before&lt;br /&gt;                    others. A girl is feeling tired about this kind of rushing life and she finally stop and&lt;br /&gt;                    try to seek for what she really want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-3210671657047289769?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3210671657047289769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=3210671657047289769' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3210671657047289769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3210671657047289769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/photo-competition.html' title='Photography Competition'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Sjkp72HfgeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Vk_V8zCr148/s72-c/Time+square,+jolin+came+101+edited+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-3239136162827739997</id><published>2009-06-04T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:31:37.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The secrets in jokers</title><content type='html'>What's jokers will do?&lt;br /&gt;Who willing to be the jokers?&lt;br /&gt;Why they do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of money?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe they can't find a job and do as part-time?&lt;br /&gt;Some of them, yes, but they are not jokers, they just a mask-wearing person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokers don't really need a mask or make-up,&lt;br /&gt;They born in talent,&lt;br /&gt;talent of bringing happiness,&lt;br /&gt;happiness to make people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who really know about the jokers?&lt;br /&gt;Except the clown, who really know what's the jokers thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;Who ever saw a sad jokers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are great in hiding and controlling,&lt;br /&gt;with the emotions.&lt;br /&gt;The jokers are always smiling,&lt;br /&gt;although they don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they don't want people feel worry about them.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, jokers are lack of confident.&lt;br /&gt;But people never known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though  jokers in love,&lt;br /&gt;they don't really pursue for their aim.&lt;br /&gt;Jokers think that they are worthless,&lt;br /&gt;and can't suit with them.&lt;br /&gt;What they do are just keep silent at aside,&lt;br /&gt;Watching them, helping them,&lt;br /&gt;make them laugh, make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happen to the jokers,&lt;br /&gt;they will always smiling,&lt;br /&gt;either sad, lonely, sick nor letting people down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by: Kp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-3239136162827739997?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3239136162827739997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=3239136162827739997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3239136162827739997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3239136162827739997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/secrets-in-joker.html' title='The secrets in jokers'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-5440007705174909628</id><published>2009-05-21T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T02:11:25.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Street Party 7</title><content type='html'>There's an event in nilai INTI aka Street party yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;An parade and some performances have been provided and rock music is played for us to dance.&lt;br /&gt;So just show you all some of the photos that i took during the street party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZ9l5gZkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/BiW2oSsNTXg/s1600-h/Street+party+131+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZ9l5gZkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/BiW2oSsNTXg/s400/Street+party+131+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338201479253616194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZcctVm1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/YDCIPKsvFpM/s1600-h/Street+party+144+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZcctVm1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/YDCIPKsvFpM/s400/Street+party+144+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200909850975058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZcVmr6GI/AAAAAAAAAPU/tCbElebqc2w/s1600-h/Street+party+156+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZcVmr6GI/AAAAAAAAAPU/tCbElebqc2w/s400/Street+party+156+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200907944028258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZcCWJG3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/25ophoWcO_8/s1600-h/Street+party+200+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZcCWJG3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/25ophoWcO_8/s400/Street+party+200+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200902774365042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZbxK9rBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HKWjKYPLGv0/s1600-h/Street+party+204+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZbxK9rBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HKWjKYPLGv0/s400/Street+party+204+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200898164075538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4j30rKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/mlNPQu9mmxI/s1600-h/Street+party+211+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4j30rKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/mlNPQu9mmxI/s400/Street+party+211+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200293298711714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4qjZpNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/D1BAW1igesw/s1600-h/Street+party+235+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4qjZpNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/D1BAW1igesw/s400/Street+party+235+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200295092102354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZcM92k4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Ep71tTd_RVM/s1600-h/Street+party+175+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZcM92k4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Ep71tTd_RVM/s400/Street+party+175+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200905625277314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4VQIINI/AAAAAAAAAOk/I31fQKJeJG4/s1600-h/Street+party+239+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4VQIINI/AAAAAAAAAOk/I31fQKJeJG4/s400/Street+party+239+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200289374118098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4Z5nprI/AAAAAAAAAOc/227gMTJCYJk/s1600-h/Street+party+241+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4Z5nprI/AAAAAAAAAOc/227gMTJCYJk/s400/Street+party+241+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200290621892274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4JdXLAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/K7lETefYubM/s1600-h/Street+party+243+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUY4JdXLAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/K7lETefYubM/s400/Street+party+243+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338200286208404482" 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/4095579369834198574-5440007705174909628?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5440007705174909628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=5440007705174909628' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5440007705174909628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5440007705174909628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/street-party-7.html' title='Street Party 7'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShUZ9l5gZkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/BiW2oSsNTXg/s72-c/Street+party+131+%5BDesktop+Resolution%5D+%5B%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-5118244400436763965</id><published>2009-05-18T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:07:06.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new pet</title><content type='html'>Well, just bought my camera few days ago. So just use the camera and snapping around and my pet is the main character of this post   xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGRekrKxlI/AAAAAAAAANs/jVe2mYMu0SA/s1600-h/SLR+325+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGRekrKxlI/AAAAAAAAANs/jVe2mYMu0SA/s400/SLR+325+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337206987837589074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGR9laEsfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WfdKG4D5ZpM/s1600-h/SLR+308+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGR9laEsfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WfdKG4D5ZpM/s400/SLR+308+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337207520610267634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGRe4PQSvI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3s678ylpKh0/s1600-h/SLR+309+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGRe4PQSvI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3s678ylpKh0/s400/SLR+309+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337206993089219314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGRfBouo6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/F7AOLrPDoF4/s1600-h/SLR+301+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGRfBouo6I/AAAAAAAAAOE/F7AOLrPDoF4/s400/SLR+301+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337206995611984802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGRe4ziQMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PsdgJhaTi1g/s1600-h/SLR+318+%5B%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGRe4ziQMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PsdgJhaTi1g/s400/SLR+318+%5B%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337206993241391298" 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/4095579369834198574-5118244400436763965?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5118244400436763965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=5118244400436763965' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5118244400436763965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5118244400436763965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-pet.html' title='My new pet'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ShGRekrKxlI/AAAAAAAAANs/jVe2mYMu0SA/s72-c/SLR+325+%5B%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-2638270400984797130</id><published>2009-05-05T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:33:15.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is happening??</title><content type='html'>Nw i'm starting the first year first semester in degree. For others, they are very happy and satisfied with their new semester. But for me, i don't feel like positive but very negative to all the ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In study field, i feel like taking the wrong course, don't know whether i want to choose civil or mechanical in engineering. And at last i decided mechanical. Sitting in and listen to the lecturer, but just don't have the right feeling. Becauses of this, sleepless and psychal tension is around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the other side, problems in relationship and any business things also doesn't go smoothly. A lot of miss understanding need to be solve. Feel like so impress and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes maybe because of the way of speech causes quarrel and missunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;So girls and guys, you have to take care of your speech nicely before u speak.&lt;br /&gt;And better think before u speak out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-2638270400984797130?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2638270400984797130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=2638270400984797130' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2638270400984797130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2638270400984797130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-happening.html' title='What is happening??'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-572233137585839480</id><published>2009-04-26T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:32:05.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Leong</title><content type='html'>Went to Time Square, KL for a walk yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;And very lucky is that Fish Leong is doing a promotion for Bionns, some product which is invented by Cenosis for the purpose of keep fit. Here are some of her photos, and sorry for the bad quality of the photos because i'm using a normal digital camera xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQ4QoCoqI/AAAAAAAAANY/l9eKbWYAclU/s1600-h/fish+leong+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQ4QoCoqI/AAAAAAAAANY/l9eKbWYAclU/s400/fish+leong+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329254661528658594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQ4JqchVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4eGOGsH4ZLg/s1600-h/fish+leong+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQ4JqchVI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4eGOGsH4ZLg/s400/fish+leong+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329254659659695442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQpG92XNI/AAAAAAAAANI/uYBOhagMPA4/s1600-h/fish+leong+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQpG92XNI/AAAAAAAAANI/uYBOhagMPA4/s400/fish+leong+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329254401237736658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQox1m4mI/AAAAAAAAANA/1633_o3YeRo/s1600-h/fish+leong+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQox1m4mI/AAAAAAAAANA/1633_o3YeRo/s400/fish+leong+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329254395566023266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQovyN68I/AAAAAAAAAM4/D_2ekWkEpfo/s1600-h/fish+leong+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQovyN68I/AAAAAAAAAM4/D_2ekWkEpfo/s400/fish+leong+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329254395014933442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQoW8HbWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OstmSdvcEn0/s1600-h/fish+leong+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQoW8HbWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OstmSdvcEn0/s400/fish+leong+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329254388345564514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQoLusNyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F5VV42hvSdQ/s1600-h/fish+leong+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQoLusNyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/F5VV42hvSdQ/s400/fish+leong+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329254385336465186" 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/4095579369834198574-572233137585839480?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/572233137585839480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=572233137585839480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/572233137585839480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/572233137585839480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/fish-leong.html' title='Fish Leong'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfVQ4QoCoqI/AAAAAAAAANY/l9eKbWYAclU/s72-c/fish+leong+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-6972452010653264950</id><published>2009-04-23T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T03:41:00.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>younger and older</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfBENjHDDSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/NV-TOactWOM/s1600-h/DSC03379.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i review back to the photos, i realize there are two photos which is me and one of my friend in secondary school and college.&lt;br /&gt;So just upload the photo here to let you all see the changes  between us xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfBENnWURvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5jTsYF1BYrE/s1600-h/3148_1136449335162_1345220408_30420288_6231630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfBENnWURvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5jTsYF1BYrE/s400/3148_1136449335162_1345220408_30420288_6231630_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327833359870871282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfBENjHDDSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/NV-TOactWOM/s1600-h/DSC03379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfBENjHDDSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/NV-TOactWOM/s400/DSC03379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327833358733085986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my comment, there is nothing change except the hairstyle...lolz&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/4095579369834198574-6972452010653264950?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6972452010653264950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=6972452010653264950' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/6972452010653264950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/6972452010653264950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/younger-and-older.html' title='younger and older'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SfBENnWURvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5jTsYF1BYrE/s72-c/3148_1136449335162_1345220408_30420288_6231630_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-2183531986287498749</id><published>2009-04-21T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:33:05.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and after the final exam</title><content type='html'>Well, when the final is just around the corner, my friends and i keep study everyday, from morning till night, almost crazy. Although we are just taking three subjects, physics 2, organic chemistry and dynamics. But we just not confident in it and re-study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying in my friend house is quite interested because they have a pet called tattoo...&lt;br /&gt;It keep jumping up to the table, steal my pen. Although sometimes is disturbing but actually it is so cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3Uho-SsoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/j8ACR-P_t9A/s1600-h/DSC00935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3Uho-SsoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/j8ACR-P_t9A/s320/DSC00935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327147608648626818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3UhqB4yII/AAAAAAAAAJw/36AKyfxCPGg/s1600-h/DSC00933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3UhqB4yII/AAAAAAAAAJw/36AKyfxCPGg/s320/DSC00933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327147608932141186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the study...but after the exam, we all play like insane. Just after the exam, we straight away go to genting for 3 days 2 nights. Maybe that's our way to relax i think xD...And here is some of the photos we took in genting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3WZqHXPJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YF8nptQgby8/s1600-h/100_3661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3WZqHXPJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YF8nptQgby8/s320/100_3661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327149670539410578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group photo which is taken by someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3WZcI8nqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DeXOna4Xh_w/s1600-h/100_3644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3WZcI8nqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/DeXOna4Xh_w/s320/100_3644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327149666787958434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new friend from India  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3WZFXdXvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qa_cDQF145g/s1600-h/100_3630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3WZFXdXvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qa_cDQF145g/s320/100_3630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327149660674809586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clubing in genting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3WY4la0jI/AAAAAAAAAKI/idXllnYvT80/s1600-h/100_3613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3WY4la0jI/AAAAAAAAAKI/idXllnYvT80/s320/100_3613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327149657243701810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of a nice scenery in genting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3XNZXAlsI/AAAAAAAAALA/Mni9S9p3OFA/s1600-h/100_3701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3XNZXAlsI/AAAAAAAAALA/Mni9S9p3OFA/s320/100_3701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327150559394830018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Play untill to high, and jump on the bed, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3XNO56z3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/FB5k8TITuW0/s1600-h/100_3696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3XNO56z3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/FB5k8TITuW0/s320/100_3696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327150556588461938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close friendship...but a bit gay =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3XM2OetfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/M9SpVN-Qfo4/s1600-h/100_3694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3XM2OetfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/M9SpVN-Qfo4/s320/100_3694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327150549963814386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close friendship, and not so gay anymore xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se7pJmCYILI/AAAAAAAAALw/kn3mWpu2VT0/s1600-h/n159375180503_6579286_8319288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se7pJmCYILI/AAAAAAAAALw/kn3mWpu2VT0/s320/n159375180503_6579286_8319288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327451760264487090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo which is taken by me xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se7pJicLUEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/rcE0nOb8MA8/s1600-h/n159375180503_6580017_4769457cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se7pJicLUEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/rcE0nOb8MA8/s320/n159375180503_6580017_4769457cropped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327451759298957378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group photo again with more people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After come back from genting, we also go Sunway for clubing untill midnight...Damn fun, never try this stuff before...after some glasses of alcohol, my face become so red just like a silly guy...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3YcrhZmtI/AAAAAAAAALo/VC_HiY_PfN4/s1600-h/Image4971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3YcrhZmtI/AAAAAAAAALo/VC_HiY_PfN4/s320/Image4971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327151921479916242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3YcmBoeYI/AAAAAAAAALg/0bAqVqKqxnY/s1600-h/Image4970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3YcmBoeYI/AAAAAAAAALg/0bAqVqKqxnY/s320/Image4970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327151920004495746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3YcexX-qI/AAAAAAAAALY/_s1JRD6uPUQ/s1600-h/Image4967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3YcexX-qI/AAAAAAAAALY/_s1JRD6uPUQ/s320/Image4967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327151918057257634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3Yb7VKpiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gO1H_W0zMNg/s1600-h/Image4940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3Yb7VKpiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/gO1H_W0zMNg/s320/Image4940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327151908543702562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3YbzdPXkI/AAAAAAAAALI/U5fnJKNVSoU/s1600-h/Image4946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3YbzdPXkI/AAAAAAAAALI/U5fnJKNVSoU/s320/Image4946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327151906430082626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolz...this all is my life-style before and after the exam...but better don't learn from me, because alcohol is bad for health xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-2183531986287498749?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2183531986287498749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=2183531986287498749' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2183531986287498749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2183531986287498749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/before-and-after-final-exam.html' title='Before and after the final exam'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/Se3Uho-SsoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/j8ACR-P_t9A/s72-c/DSC00935.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-2412559355690401218</id><published>2009-04-05T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T02:13:46.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The story in my heart</title><content type='html'>Don't know...and wondering....&lt;br /&gt;Since when, i totally in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;The time when i receive your mail,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm top of the world...&lt;br /&gt;But the time you never reply me,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like tired....and moody for the whole day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;br /&gt;But the distance,&lt;br /&gt;Always keep us away...&lt;br /&gt;Give me no chance to talk to you,&lt;br /&gt;and look at you silently.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so many times,&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy&lt;br /&gt;I can hold your hand...gently,&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your soft and sweet voice...&lt;br /&gt;But that all are just imagination...in my dream...&lt;br /&gt;Never exists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a miracle...&lt;br /&gt;When i saw you...&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the crowded street...&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face,&lt;br /&gt;and the voice...&lt;br /&gt;Is still fresh in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;even these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never forget how me met...&lt;br /&gt;and what we done...&lt;br /&gt;I still remember,&lt;br /&gt;the commitment between us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being foolish that i in love...&lt;br /&gt;with you...&lt;br /&gt;But didn't regret...&lt;br /&gt;Never...and willing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting...&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the next miracle will occurs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by: Kp 2007-2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-2412559355690401218?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2412559355690401218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=2412559355690401218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2412559355690401218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2412559355690401218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/story-in-my-heart.html' title='The story in my heart'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-7066721979074618650</id><published>2009-04-03T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:04:11.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Model shooting</title><content type='html'>During my photography lesson, an outdoor model shooting is provided. So i try my best to catch a nice composition and angle. The following photos is my best shot. Hope you all will like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After viewing my photo, you all are please to leave a comment here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320369601298957810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdW_9r82BfI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ebAYHc2ZB-M/s320/model+shooting+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320369605008832994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdW_95xWOeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/IfOUNlZy8xM/s320/model+shooting+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320369608415917202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdW_-GdqNJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/5gIa0-OuNUY/s320/model+shooting+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320369610087725250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdW_-MsP-MI/AAAAAAAAAJA/uztnvBveIzQ/s320/model+shooting+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320369616150693714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdW_-jRxh1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/_r8mD4X8BoY/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320372149606439138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdXCSBIsWOI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KIsru99777I/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320372156571861010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdXCSbFYQBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UZXGZOAWn7M/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320372155856137330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdXCSYavLHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MJsaZ5gFJ2M/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320372162018283538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdXCSvX6EBI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ABIwlKjECqw/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-7066721979074618650?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7066721979074618650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=7066721979074618650' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/7066721979074618650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/7066721979074618650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/model-shooting.html' title='Model shooting'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SdW_9r82BfI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ebAYHc2ZB-M/s72-c/model+shooting+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-2242588110503211731</id><published>2009-03-21T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T08:01:52.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formal shirt</title><content type='html'>Well, this is the first time i help girls to choose formal shirt. We go mid-valley by KTM to shop. I company the girls for the whole day just to help them to choose some pretty and nice formal shirt and give comment on it. After went for so many shops, we found the best formal shirt finally and one thing for sure that girls will not satisfied with their shirt easily. Although we shop for the whole day to help them, but i enjoy it...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ScTx3GO1sgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XOFaRGWBvr0/s1600-h/DSC01812.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ScTx3GO1sgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XOFaRGWBvr0/s1600-h/DSC01812.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315639389071979010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ScTx3GO1sgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XOFaRGWBvr0/s320/DSC01812.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-2242588110503211731?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2242588110503211731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=2242588110503211731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2242588110503211731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2242588110503211731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/formal-shirt.html' title='formal shirt'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/ScTx3GO1sgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XOFaRGWBvr0/s72-c/DSC01812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-6909077760754972860</id><published>2009-03-13T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T06:52:11.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For those who didn't do it well in SPM</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is the release date for SPM result...&lt;div&gt;Some of them get a good result...and some of them are not satisfied with their result...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who are good, congratulations to you because you did it very well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those who are not so good, please don't be so depress because SPM is not everything. It just a paper to show us that how we did in secondary school. Sometimes we have to think that we are not the only one who didn't do it well, and some even worse. So don't think too much and feel sad anymore after getting the result, it is better for you all to think your college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, SPM already is a past for you all. So don't think it anymore...&lt;br /&gt;And treat it as a lesson for you all so that you can do better in your degree or anything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-6909077760754972860?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6909077760754972860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=6909077760754972860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/6909077760754972860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/6909077760754972860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-those-who-didnt-do-it-well-in-spm.html' title='For those who didn&apos;t do it well in SPM'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-96053355160729266</id><published>2009-03-01T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T08:36:27.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good friends</title><content type='html'>A good friend, is a friend that really know about us, and they will tell us the truth and somehow polite and respect to us. By the way they know our mood whether is good or bad just depends on their feeling. This is what we call good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, my good friends betray me, and sometimes they break the promises. Although it really causes unsatisfied and unhappy for me, but i can accept this and will try to forgive them because everyone will did something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing, some of them didn't act polite toward me. Even though they know that there is somethings that i really care and really dislike about it, and they keep speaking out directly to the others in front of me. For them, they said that good friend won't care all this stuff. But for me, i feel like they really don't understand what is mean by good friend. Although there is plenty of time that i told them my personality care about it. But they never serious in listening to me. And yet they said that good friends is like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere, i try to be calm and patience towards them and yes, it success. I still treat them as my good friends. Maybe someday they will change....hopefully..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-96053355160729266?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/96053355160729266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=96053355160729266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/96053355160729266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/96053355160729266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-friends.html' title='Good friends'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-8055287151097222222</id><published>2009-02-24T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:17:33.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't miss the chance</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, girl is weird. When a boy love her, she will pretend like nothing happen. Somemore, when the boy propose his love toward the girl, the girl just keep refuse it without thinking. They don't know that the boy already put down all his pride just to propose with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the girl refuse it again again and again, the boy will started to feel depress and hopeless. And this may causes the boy to give up. The boy maybe will go and pursue other girls for treatment. When this time the girl feel regret and wanna to be with him. There will be too late because the boy already give up anything about the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls, if u really love the boy, just don't miss the chance when he propose to you. If you don't want to accept him immediately, maybe you can just refuse for few times but not always...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-8055287151097222222?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8055287151097222222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=8055287151097222222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/8055287151097222222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/8055287151097222222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-miss-chance.html' title='don&apos;t miss the chance'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-4033894130141364062</id><published>2009-02-12T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T07:39:16.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One last time....i love you...</title><content type='html'>I take a deep breath,&lt;br /&gt;say five words and let my true tears fall,&lt;br /&gt;when you answer me maybe this wont work at all,&lt;br /&gt;friends we can still remain,&lt;br /&gt;but since then no longer have i heard you speak my name,&lt;br /&gt;felt your hand touch my palm,&lt;br /&gt;heard your thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;your deepest secrets that you hide,&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes as a tear rolls down my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;and I imagine the words you speak,&lt;br /&gt;the words you say,the games you played,&lt;br /&gt;the options I've tried,&lt;br /&gt;to attempt to keep our friendship alive,&lt;br /&gt;as I've failed in all of the above,&lt;br /&gt;I admit by chance maybe i just fell in love,&lt;br /&gt;my heartbrakes and it aches,&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so depressed,&lt;br /&gt;and yet all the time I wish for only the best,&lt;br /&gt;I wish for love,&lt;br /&gt;I wish for everything to go my way,&lt;br /&gt;I wish that all this hurt and all this pain would all just fade away,&lt;br /&gt;I feel alone,&lt;br /&gt;So unloved,&lt;br /&gt;And yet i wonder is this how its meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;I wish i meant to you what you so fondly mean to me,&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;With tears drop,&lt;br /&gt;And again,&lt;br /&gt;Try to recall the voice you speak,&lt;br /&gt;The words you said,&lt;br /&gt;The games you played,&lt;br /&gt;the options that i tried,&lt;br /&gt;to attempt for our friendship to stay alive,&lt;br /&gt;As i know that i have failed,&lt;br /&gt;totally failed in all of the above,&lt;br /&gt;And I have to admit that,&lt;br /&gt;I really fell in love,&lt;br /&gt;toward you...deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by : H.J&lt;br /&gt;Based on a true story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-4033894130141364062?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4033894130141364062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=4033894130141364062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/4033894130141364062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/4033894130141364062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/02/confession-of-broken-heart.html' title='One last time....i love you...'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-4245260201160029966</id><published>2009-01-20T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:41:39.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ice skating</title><content type='html'>So fun, first time for ice skating, with friends. We play and keep joking for two and a half hours. Actually this event has been advice one week ago with my secondary school friends but most of them break the promise and i'm forced to cancel this event. So this time i don't call them anymore, i call my college friends. Although some of them do exactly what my friends did but i not willing to cancel it anymore so that just five of us going. Don't care anymore, as long as i can go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i don't know how to go sunway pyramid and it was very lucky that i met my friend-Chee Hong and he want to follow us to there. So he automatically become our tour guide. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price for ice skating is quite fair and can be accepted...&lt;br /&gt;weekdays-RM13&lt;br /&gt;weekends-RM23&lt;br /&gt;Student's price- Discount RM2&lt;br /&gt;Gloves-RM8&lt;br /&gt;Socks-RM5&lt;br /&gt;Locker-RM1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this is the first time for me to skate, but i didn't fall down at all. Unfortunately my friend- Jason pull me and causes me to fall down. Arghhhh......Damn painful. During that time, we also get to knew a girl. Her sister is studying in inti too and most of us know her. So it is very luck that we have a lecturer to teach us to skate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ice skating is fun and we all really enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SXWeHqUWEcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7PUY8U33hPg/s1600-h/Picture%2887%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SXWeHqUWEcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7PUY8U33hPg/s400/Picture%2887%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293310791499780546" 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/4095579369834198574-4245260201160029966?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4245260201160029966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=4245260201160029966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/4245260201160029966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/4245260201160029966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-skating.html' title='ice skating'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SXWeHqUWEcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7PUY8U33hPg/s72-c/Picture%2887%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-6654934117092225774</id><published>2009-01-18T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:29:40.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh...no</title><content type='html'>Oh....no....it broke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...already three years it following me, and now it is broke and cannot be repair anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't know why, i'm still keeping it. Maybe it is a gift from my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think my friend already forgot she is the one who gave me this. Nevermind, i will still keep it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless it disappear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SXWZbCdNDII/AAAAAAAAAGg/BxcVvkoGrsE/s1600-h/SP_A0801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SXWZbCdNDII/AAAAAAAAAGg/BxcVvkoGrsE/s400/SP_A0801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293305626838764674" 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/4095579369834198574-6654934117092225774?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6654934117092225774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=6654934117092225774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/6654934117092225774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/6654934117092225774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/ohno.html' title='oh...no'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SXWZbCdNDII/AAAAAAAAAGg/BxcVvkoGrsE/s72-c/SP_A0801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-1634622042296390372</id><published>2009-01-14T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T01:38:44.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left 4 Dead</title><content type='html'>haha...new game...&lt;br /&gt;Although this is a horror game, but when the time you play LAN game with your friends, you will found a lot of fun there. So you all should try this game out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SW2yiLD2tTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4jkcVkWsgAU/s1600-h/left-4-dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SW2yiLD2tTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4jkcVkWsgAU/s400/left-4-dead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291081437384455474" 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/4095579369834198574-1634622042296390372?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1634622042296390372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=1634622042296390372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/1634622042296390372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/1634622042296390372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/left-4-dead.html' title='Left 4 Dead'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SW2yiLD2tTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4jkcVkWsgAU/s72-c/left-4-dead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-8681812238980164609</id><published>2009-01-10T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:50:16.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sadness story</title><content type='html'>I heard something related to her since my last sem, all of my friends just tell me that she got something to do so will not study during the 2nd sem. I guess maybe she going somewhere or maybe got job to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is... a sad story... she already leave us...forever. Because of some sickness she stay in hospital and failed in operation. My friends didn't tell me anythings. I get to know this news just 4 days before, my lecturer told me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i just want to say "sorry"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-8681812238980164609?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8681812238980164609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=8681812238980164609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/8681812238980164609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/8681812238980164609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/sadness-story.html' title='A sadness story'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-1642020210479429321</id><published>2009-01-04T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T07:52:13.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>The starting of 2009, most of them like it. But for me, a lot of incident happen on me. Argument, fighting between relation. I never met all this incidents, and i don't know how to solve it. So i just act like stupid and know nothing. But i feel like i'm really useless because i can't let them a hand. The only thing that i can do just standing aside and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arh.... disturbing, and feeling uncomfortable inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now time is the only thing that can stop all this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-1642020210479429321?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1642020210479429321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=1642020210479429321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/1642020210479429321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/1642020210479429321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-2200985747186873169</id><published>2009-01-01T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:51:15.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>happy birthday to myself...&lt;br /&gt;this year nobody give me present and gift...and just having a small dinner with my family in Seremban to celebrate my birthday...and a cake...&lt;br /&gt;but anyway thanks a lot because still remember my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for all my friends that send message to wish me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-2200985747186873169?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2200985747186873169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=2200985747186873169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2200985747186873169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2200985747186873169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-3797726887321250741</id><published>2008-12-29T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T03:15:49.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>highway in China</title><content type='html'>Feeling too bored while on a 5+ hours journey of highway?? Wanna have fun on a long and boring highway?? Let show you some of my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwLmZmu6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/1-4oWcmpUuE/s1600-h/100_2809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwLmZmu6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/1-4oWcmpUuE/s320/100_2809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285167876052269986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking photo on the highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwMQgGfhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9lwhgTPTG6k/s1600-h/100_2802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwMQgGfhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9lwhgTPTG6k/s320/100_2802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285167887353806354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stand at the middle of the highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwMOM-4zI/AAAAAAAAAFo/DandgVuMvzM/s1600-h/100_2806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwMOM-4zI/AAAAAAAAAFo/DandgVuMvzM/s320/100_2806.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285167886736745266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even drink beer on the highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While in China, all the highway are very long and almost need at least 4 hours. So because of too bored, we having fun on highway. All the photo above are real, i'm not cheating. Are we brave enough? Wanna know how we did that? Actually is easy, because..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were still have about 20 minutes more to finish the journey on the highway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an accident occurs!!! &lt;/span&gt;It caused traffic jam and delay us for 4 hours, so poor. But nevermind, at least got a lot of fun there. We play UNO cards, eat, and drink beer to full-fill the 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViw3ZBui1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/74pkb4KM7hQ/s1600-h/100_2795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViw3ZBui1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/74pkb4KM7hQ/s320/100_2795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285168628376701778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwLekI8DI/AAAAAAAAAFY/G_RjEPhZPaA/s1600-h/100_2794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwLekI8DI/AAAAAAAAAFY/G_RjEPhZPaA/s320/100_2794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285167873948971058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, most of us quite hungry. But luckily got someone sell orange, RM 10 per box, quite cheat. Haha, nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwMn-LDTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pKQudgsecX0/s1600-h/100_2825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwMn-LDTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pKQudgsecX0/s320/100_2825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285167893653949746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViw3remRWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XUrN-t-nQb0/s1600-h/100_2826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViw3remRWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XUrN-t-nQb0/s320/100_2826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285168633329632610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Cheers for the 4 hours waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViw38ZUGdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QIRO0ZKz3k4/s1600-h/100_2828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViw38ZUGdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QIRO0ZKz3k4/s320/100_2828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285168637870873042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4095579369834198574-3797726887321250741?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3797726887321250741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=3797726887321250741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3797726887321250741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3797726887321250741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/highway-in-china.html' title='highway in China'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SViwLmZmu6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/1-4oWcmpUuE/s72-c/100_2809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-4007476672195648139</id><published>2008-12-27T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:20:18.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 days 8 nights in China</title><content type='html'>During this sem break, i went to China with my family. I went China for 9 days, but actually just play for 5 days. Because almost half of the trip we were on the bus. From one location to next location at least took 5 hours. it cause lot of pain at my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was winter season, but i don't feel any cold. Just like the weather in Genting. During this trip, i snap a lot of photo there. Here is some of the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXyhWnJuLI/AAAAAAAAADw/jmq82qCk5yQ/s1600-h/100_2572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXyhWnJuLI/AAAAAAAAADw/jmq82qCk5yQ/s200/100_2572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284396392608544946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too many camera snapping me at the same time,which one should i look at first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXsyYq4fGI/AAAAAAAAACo/HtoZsQhcETY/s1600-h/100_2533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXsyYq4fGI/AAAAAAAAACo/HtoZsQhcETY/s320/100_2533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284390088149072994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now preparing to go for a bus, can you all see the mini bus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXsyKL2T-I/AAAAAAAAACg/xsbqOCUDqVA/s1600-h/100_2532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXsyKL2T-I/AAAAAAAAACg/xsbqOCUDqVA/s320/100_2532.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284390084260810722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This location looks comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXudNUgNzI/AAAAAAAAADo/Tz8hrhLuoWQ/s1600-h/100_3311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXudNUgNzI/AAAAAAAAADo/Tz8hrhLuoWQ/s320/100_3311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284391923348420402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now i'm in a very very old town, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXucnEWVbI/AAAAAAAAADg/liSr6BPqXcI/s1600-h/100_3256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXucnEWVbI/AAAAAAAAADg/liSr6BPqXcI/s320/100_3256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284391913080116658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling too bored, snap some building outside my hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXucTGCtgI/AAAAAAAAADY/WLkCsq_Zm7M/s1600-h/100_3125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXucTGCtgI/AAAAAAAAADY/WLkCsq_Zm7M/s320/100_3125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284391907718510082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking around in a some town, maybe it was a  bit cold so the camera man can't snap me well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXucRjLu8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ej8BRMe8IN8/s1600-h/100_2954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXucRjLu8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ej8BRMe8IN8/s320/100_2954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284391907303865282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the hill, danger right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXub-k2slI/AAAAAAAAADI/UMy_FgEIyZU/s1600-h/100_2846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXub-k2slI/AAAAAAAAADI/UMy_FgEIyZU/s320/100_2846.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284391902210601554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cute cousin&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/4095579369834198574-4007476672195648139?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4007476672195648139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=4007476672195648139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/4007476672195648139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/4007476672195648139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/9-days-8-nights-in-china.html' title='9 days 8 nights in China'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SVXyhWnJuLI/AAAAAAAAADw/jmq82qCk5yQ/s72-c/100_2572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-7328377429997380802</id><published>2008-12-16T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T05:22:33.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw</title><content type='html'>Saw is a great movie. It show all the interesting tricks and traps to torture people who were did something wrong. But till the end of the story, it show all the truth. Although this movie is horror  and violence, but i just like it. And i'm looking forward to Saw VI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SUerLl_NQqI/AAAAAAAAACY/1Xq22IKbuIY/s1600-h/saw-v-teaser-poster-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SUerLl_NQqI/AAAAAAAAACY/1Xq22IKbuIY/s320/saw-v-teaser-poster-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280377303779328674" 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/4095579369834198574-7328377429997380802?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7328377429997380802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=7328377429997380802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/7328377429997380802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/7328377429997380802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/saw.html' title='Saw'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SUerLl_NQqI/AAAAAAAAACY/1Xq22IKbuIY/s72-c/saw-v-teaser-poster-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-177857743993531290</id><published>2008-12-11T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:25:55.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam show the truth</title><content type='html'>Examination is to test what students actually learn after few month of lecture. It also testing the student's memorizing ability. All this are the purpose of exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during the exam, i saw a lot of things beside all that purpose. I saw the truthless, isolation, selfishness and discrimination, all the evil side of a person. Once exam was around the corner, students started to compete. They compete without caring about relationship between their frineds. Because of this, they started to isolated the weak and stick with the stronger. After they become stronger, they started to look down and discriminate the weak. Is this what student should do during the exam? no caring, no teamwork and no sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam also can show to us that who is a good friend. When you need help, he/she will sacrifices their time to help you. When you are nervous towards exam, they will try to calm you down. This is what we call good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this are what i found during the exam. And this final exam really show all the truth to me.&lt;br /&gt;So, for my blog reader. After finish reading this post, you may agree what i say. If not maybe you can also try to test your friends during the final exam. Let see whether is truth or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-177857743993531290?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/177857743993531290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=177857743993531290' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/177857743993531290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/177857743993531290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/fidelity.html' title='exam show the truth'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-5499409238327351726</id><published>2008-12-03T03:37:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:46:47.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>few more days to go</title><content type='html'>Today i get back my math test 2 paper already. My result are suck, very low. Damn sad, just got 37 out of 52. I get so low because i did a lot of careless mistakes and i didn't prepare well i think. I must try my best to do it well in my final, if not i won't get A for my math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final is coming, this Saturday is MPW Moral exam and i not yet start at all because want to study math and statics. Next Wednesday will be my Statics and English exam and Thursday will be Mathematics 2 and IT. Damn rush. If i don't want to start study from now then my result will be very bad. Now i really scare that i will fail my statics. I don't want to retake because this will waste my time and money. So this few days maybe i will study like crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-5499409238327351726?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5499409238327351726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=5499409238327351726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5499409238327351726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5499409238327351726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-more-days-to-go_03.html' title='few more days to go'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-45848957979103402</id><published>2008-11-30T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:15:51.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, but</title><content type='html'>Finally, i finish all my test 2 and two presentation. Actually my English presentation is on Wednesday, but the time is up when it almost reach me. What the, so troublesome, my presentation need to postpone to Friday, the same day with IT presentation. This make me stress, because i afraid that i will forget what i prepare for English. So i already post my slides in my blog so that i don't need to waste time to memorize it anymore. I post all the points that i going to present to make sure i can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this presentation, i feel that most of my burden suddenly disappear. But actually i can't really enjoy my weekend, don't know why. Everyday i just feel like still got something to do and not yet complete. Is it a sickness of stress? Or just temporary not used to it after busy for two weeks? Or just because i am the one who think too much? Now i still define the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of this, my mood was spoil. When go back to my college and stay in my room. Just feel very lonely and sad. Don't know where this feeling come from. But i don't want to care all that feeling anymore, just let it be, as long as i still can concentrate on my study for my final exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-45848957979103402?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/45848957979103402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=45848957979103402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/45848957979103402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/45848957979103402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html' title='Finally, but'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-7507223937051573473</id><published>2008-11-27T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:50:57.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should the love relationship between student and teacher be banned?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6abnt0rsI/AAAAAAAAACI/No5Dp3SljyU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6abnt0rsI/AAAAAAAAACI/No5Dp3SljyU/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273322013005754050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6XlxiNoCI/AAAAAAAAABY/upqe_lxmVog/s1600-h/Slide2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6XlxiNoCI/AAAAAAAAABY/upqe_lxmVog/s320/Slide2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273318888905220130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Student teacher love affair&lt;/span&gt; should be banned for all of the places. Because it will causes a lot of disadvantages to the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6XzEfifOI/AAAAAAAAABg/ZZoIs6UYju8/s1600-h/Slide3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6XzEfifOI/AAAAAAAAABg/ZZoIs6UYju8/s320/Slide3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273319117332577506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The first reason is about the professional&lt;/span&gt;. Teacher and student is a professional occupation. So they should focus on their own work. By the way, teacher are supposed to have parental relationship with the students, not love or any private relationship. It also very unfair to the other students. For an example, if the teacher date with a student, then the teacher sure will give higher marks to the student in exam or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6X4X_daCI/AAAAAAAAABo/L7s37eILn2c/s1600-h/Slide4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6X4X_daCI/AAAAAAAAABo/L7s37eILn2c/s320/Slide4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273319208466081826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The second reason is enforcement&lt;/span&gt;. If this kind of love relationship is allowed, then the teacher might want to date with the student but what will happen if the student refuse to it? The teacher may figure out some way to force the student to date with them such as fail the student in the exam. So what can the student do? The student don't have freedom anymore. This can consider as win-lose situation. it means that teacher is the winner because they can date with the student but the student is loser because they need to sacrifice themselves so that they will not fail in the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6X-7FuC2I/AAAAAAAAABw/s1yeAZ0LN6Q/s1600-h/Slide5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6X-7FuC2I/AAAAAAAAABw/s1yeAZ0LN6Q/s320/Slide5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273319320966794082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The third reason is innocent&lt;/span&gt;. Actually the student are still very young. They know nothing but compare to teacher, teacher of course is more mature and know the world more. So the teacher should know where to draw the line. If teacher didn't draw the line well and causes the student in love with them, then the student's future will destroy. Because they can't concentrate on their study anymore. What if marriage happen? they can't even manage a proper living hood right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6YFiPM3WI/AAAAAAAAAB4/SkL5axAkj7s/s1600-h/Slide6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6YFiPM3WI/AAAAAAAAAB4/SkL5axAkj7s/s320/Slide6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273319434554760546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The fourth reason is the mockery of trust&lt;/span&gt;. If there are love affair between student and teacher, then the school's reputation sure will drop because the parents won't trust the school anymore and they won't let their children to study in that school. The reason is they afraid that their children will involve in this kind of love affair. Not even will damage the student's reputation but also damage the reputation of the student's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6YUEmD1fI/AAAAAAAAACA/ApTvcTyvTTI/s1600-h/Slide7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6YUEmD1fI/AAAAAAAAACA/ApTvcTyvTTI/s320/Slide7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273319684295611890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the nutshell&lt;/span&gt;, the student teacher love affair should be banned for the sake of the students and their future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Special thanks to all of you that help me a lot in preparing my presentation slides.&lt;br /&gt;  Thanks to Yuan, Steven and Jason*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-7507223937051573473?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7507223937051573473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=7507223937051573473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/7507223937051573473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/7507223937051573473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/should-love-relationship-between.html' title='Should the love relationship between student and teacher be banned?'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SS6abnt0rsI/AAAAAAAAACI/No5Dp3SljyU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-958736818430794480</id><published>2008-11-25T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:47:02.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confess my love toward you</title><content type='html'>thank you so much, you are always beside me when i need you. This few week i was so busy for the test and you willing to help me. When i'm hungry, you serve me. When i'm lazy, you make me more convenient. When i was boring, you company me. U are so meaningful to me especially this few week. If without your company during this few week, then i sure that  i won't  have enough time to rush all the assignment and presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much, maggie&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much, mamee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA....thanks for all the cup mee that make my lunch easier..Hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-958736818430794480?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/958736818430794480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=958736818430794480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/958736818430794480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/958736818430794480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/confess-my-love-toward-you.html' title='confess my love toward you'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-195800035147991882</id><published>2008-11-23T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T06:16:19.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Designing</title><content type='html'>My group name for the csc presentation called "pro-View". My friend advice me for it because we are going to present about adobe photoshop. So he created this name for the meaning of professional  viewing.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i also helped to create a logo for that, but i don't have any idea of it so i just simply put some words and image in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSlj5veQAdI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gTfANaECOKc/s1600-h/pro-View+logo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSlj5veQAdI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gTfANaECOKc/s320/pro-View+logo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271854682460914130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my logo, very simple right? But no choice, don't have any idea already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i also in charge to design a T-shirt for a company. Ermm, this is my first time to do that and also my interest. So i have to put a lot of efforts on that to make it perfect. And i hope i can success.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe this few days i will stop blogging, because i need to focus on all that design.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-195800035147991882?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/195800035147991882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=195800035147991882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/195800035147991882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/195800035147991882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/csc-presentation.html' title='Designing'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSlj5veQAdI/AAAAAAAAAAw/gTfANaECOKc/s72-c/pro-View+logo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-8429479893291055573</id><published>2008-11-20T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:29:00.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that a truth or lies???</title><content type='html'>Since i was in primary school, many people told me that college life is damn nice. Everyday also free to play. I'm sure that u guys also heard a lot about it right?? During that time, i was so expected that i can enter college as fast as possible. Now i already study in college, and i can explain all that with a word-Bullshit. Study in college, my life was full filled by test, assignment and presentation. Maybe i can change the sentence just now, "everyday also busy to do assignment". And i sure that most of the college student strongly agree with me. College life is suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week got three test and next week got two presentation and three assignment. Arrrr.....why they all like me so much??? Because of that, lack of sleep causes me headache and dizzy, sometimes even nearly pengsan while walking. No time for gaming and no time to rest unless i finish my final exam.I think i will get sick soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I post this because this is the only way for me to express my feeling and that is why i create this blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-8429479893291055573?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8429479893291055573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=8429479893291055573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/8429479893291055573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/8429479893291055573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-that-truth-or-lies.html' title='Is that a truth or lies???'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-7123095297264231489</id><published>2008-11-18T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:50:13.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>off day...</title><content type='html'>finally i can relax for a day. i already finish my math and statics test so is time to relax. No more study and assignment for today if not i will really tension. That's is what we call "off day". Just finish classes and go back to my room, I watch movie from 5p.m - 1.30a.m. So crazy right?? But that is my way to relax. For other people, they sure will take a nap but for me, i will watch movie or online rather than wasting my time to sleep. Sleep is meaningless for me. But tomorrow i still have to continue all the assignment, revision, statics reports and presentation..so lame...no choice...but at least i already off for one day for all the entertainment..haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-7123095297264231489?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7123095297264231489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=7123095297264231489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/7123095297264231489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/7123095297264231489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/off-day.html' title='off day...'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-6777749994620973638</id><published>2008-11-17T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:29:29.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointed...</title><content type='html'>Today got two news for me. One is good and one is bad. The only good news for me is that i already finish for the statics test 2. But the bad news is i did very bad in that paper. Damn it, what the heck. So many hours i have study for statics but still cant do it well. So disappointed and sad. The thing that i started to afraid now is that i will fail my statics, i really scared that it will happen on me.&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow is my math test 2, so have to study too. I joined my friend's study group from 8p.m to 12a.m . During this, we face a lot of problems and we try to figure out ways to solve it. By the way, i also teach one of my friend-Raymond because he don't even like math and don't understand it. So i try my best to teach him whatever i know and finally he become more confidence for his math. So hope we all can get a good result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-6777749994620973638?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6777749994620973638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=6777749994620973638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/6777749994620973638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/6777749994620973638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/disappointed.html' title='disappointed...'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-2340035771585754644</id><published>2008-11-16T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T09:09:19.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study study and still study...</title><content type='html'>today, once again, i study statics. Damn it, why the lecturer so cruel to us. Our test 2 is from chapter 1 to chapter 7...what the...i waste my weekend all because of statics. But in the afternoon, my friend came to my room and ask me a lot of difficult question that causes me headache. I use almost 3+ hours to solve all his problems. After finish my dinner, i decided to take a nap and lying on my bed. Not even 5 minutes,i suddenly recall that i have a commitment with my friends that join they math study group in block N. So tired....&lt;br /&gt;During the group study, i really feel very dizzy because of the math exercises...all are so complicated..but the good things is i learn a lot from there and gain non-volatile knowledges.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be my nightmare-statics test 2..hope i can get a good result after all the effort that i have done...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-2340035771585754644?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2340035771585754644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=2340035771585754644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2340035771585754644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/2340035771585754644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/study-study-and-still-study.html' title='Study study and still study...'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-5637609401351395125</id><published>2008-11-15T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:22:01.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rejected</title><content type='html'>Maybe yesterday i study till very late, now my mind was totally rejected. Once i saw books or notes, i just want to throw it away. But i didn't do that, because i still got test and final exam. So i try to figure out some way to treat myself. No choice sometimes i have to be childish a bit. I choose to watch cartoon-Tom and Jerry. Is it very funny? But it seen like useless. So i also don't know what have to do already. And now my friend-Joyce is on her way to Australia, so nice man. I hope she fully enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-5637609401351395125?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5637609401351395125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=5637609401351395125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5637609401351395125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/5637609401351395125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/rejected.html' title='rejected'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095579369834198574.post-3949607899969111057</id><published>2008-11-15T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:40:22.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 1st day to write blog</title><content type='html'>Don't know why, i suddenly have feeling to create a blog. Actually i having a test on Monday and now i still busying for revision. I choose to create my blog now because this is a better way to express my feeling and stress. Statics was so complicated and difficult to understand. I already spend 6 hours non-stop to study but still in blur and confusing condition. Haiz, the things that even worse is that headache, dizzy, and fever started to say hi to me. Now is already 2.40a.m in the midnight, so i have to stop typing and continue my revision. If not tomorrow i will really sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4095579369834198574-3949607899969111057?l=kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3949607899969111057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4095579369834198574&amp;postID=3949607899969111057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3949607899969111057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4095579369834198574/posts/default/3949607899969111057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenpun-mylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-1st-day-to-write-blog.html' title='my 1st day to write blog'/><author><name>Ken Pun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10791633155545779719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wxa4rtqGxt8/SSmMQzScE-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/FPpqJ9SAN-E/S220/SP_A0672.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
