<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:09:33.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'> 許樂 : 心中的壓力說出來了......</title><subtitle type='html'>Kean's blog!!
let's get open , cause some commotions!! woo hoo</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>@ndrogynous_Ac+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12053842690866739025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/50/Image(387).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/Image(387).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's intro who are they :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : defenitely no need any long and naggy descriptions , just a word---GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ray ho : one of the 5 royalties (me , brit, ray ,greg and alex) , self admitted the 3rd generation of the spokesman for SK II (first : carina lau , second : sammi cheng) , full time metrosexual/shoppaholic guy who always self indulge himself by touching his cheek .... great joker ,his jokes sometimes is soo freaking sick until my heart hurts when i laugh (i am gonna get a heart attack soon , thanks to him) , wise shopper tho , likes to go to chow kit road and shop till he is drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wilson : mr. nice guy who is just recently crowned by the royalties with the title "2004-2005 aunty" , just discovered that he is so skeptical and picky when buying clothes , for a simple tee-shirt ,he used up 30 minutes stood in front of the mirror and look over and over again...wow~~~ , why nice guy? coz when i feel bored , i can just give him and buzz and i will have a voluntary driver for the whole day without any complains but just "hehe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suan : self obsessed and confident with a promqueen girlfriend ,not bad huh , always have a serious appearance but actually a easily seduced guy ( i mean seduced by other stuffs , not lust or desire hahaha)...his voice is totally unmatched with his body size...when you just hear his voice without seeing his real person,  you will expect he is a big burly hairy guy as if a boucer who stands in front of a club ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left , suan, me , wilson and ray&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/50/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110555954708151494?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110555954708151494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110555954708151494' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110555954708151494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110555954708151494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2005/01/teens-and-city.html' title='teens and the city'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110528406982103526</id><published>2005-01-10T01:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T01:05:20.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/me%20and%20ooi.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/me%20and%20ooi.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left : andy , me (bad hair day) and alvin (going to macquarie university  , sdyney this comming feb)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110528406982103526?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110528406982103526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110528406982103526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110528406982103526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110528406982103526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2005/01/from-left-andy-me-bad-hair-day-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110528411929514698</id><published>2005-01-10T01:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T01:21:59.296+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/me%20and%20pk2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/me%20and%20pk2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and lin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110528411929514698?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110528411929514698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110528411929514698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110528411929514698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110528411929514698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-and-lin.html' title=''/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110450344500395985</id><published>2005-01-01T01:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T20:31:20.453+10:00</updated><title type='text'>resolution for the '05 ( just updated )</title><content type='html'>you know what?&lt;br /&gt;whenever i think about "the" kiasu country---(singapore) , i always think about&lt;br /&gt;groups of singapore's tourist go to a temple , they ask ,: what's the smoky stick on the golden pot?--lack of cultural sense , lack of the roots of the ancestry.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm , just visited singapore recently and it proves me sooo wrong!!&lt;br /&gt;they "still" have temple maybe less than 10 hmm ..muahahahahahaha (sorry is just a stupid joke from a fella malaysian who is just the first time visited singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my assistant : ok cut it off sir kenny~~~~is 05 now!! grow up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , a vacay to singapore was just alright , just couldn't believe that i will count the year down and watching the fireworks/firerackers at somewhere i ain't belong to...&lt;br /&gt;went to great world city twice , dinner~~~&lt;br /&gt;then zoo (due to my little cousin's request) , snapped pic there..&lt;br /&gt;suntec city : walked and shopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite cool actually overall , and surprisingly i did something which i haven't done it for 4 years!!! oh damn~~~i was dragged/thrown by my uncle to the pool , wearing swimming trunk and yelling....&lt;br /&gt;but i ended up swimming in  that pool, days and nights ,for 4 days non stop...not bad huh ? (hehe well for the sake of slimming down my tyre rolled tummy (eat too much recently)/get taller/get rid the pimples, definitely have to pay for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk ,i can sense the jealousy from the readers now , Opps sorry ya?&lt;br /&gt;talking about this year Reso (resolution),until now , my mom is still pissed with my friggin result , everytime when she is lecturing me , she just link all the case i did to my result , for example : you know i hate fish , whenever i am being picky on the fish she cooks ( she ain't that pro in culinary skills anyway) , she nags: fish is good you know , great source of protein , i think you get those shitty result because you didn't at fish (what the~~!!!) , (hello ~~food has nothng to do with result ok?)&lt;br /&gt;back to the point , &lt;br /&gt;-just hope that will excel the subject i take this year(arrghh accounting , ain't that easy to nail it ,boring subject , hard exam .)&lt;br /&gt;-oh ya , hope to get a nicer complexion , make sure that pimple scars heal gradually , get taller and thiner~~~&lt;br /&gt;-hope to get my kniited scarves from amma ASAP&lt;br /&gt;what else what else? basically more to academic stuff ( i am just a student , hello~~ what else do you expect from me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/1/05:&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of Johor's airport and bought the very first month of reader digest of the year , titled : low carbs diets , wow ,what a coincidence thought i had for the recent weeks , sound like a good sign to me...&lt;br /&gt;sat down besides my grannies ,flipping through the book to search for "the"one that may change my body size...hhmmmm, found it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;fascinating~~~ what's written inside as if a huge palm slap directly on my face ,makes me realised what i ate  was wrong .&lt;br /&gt;here's some part of the article :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" bread rolls/pies(yummy)deliver carbs which only provides temporary satisfaction ,after a few hours , you may find yourself as hungry as you were before the carb fest. Instead try eggs , legumes , unsweetened dairies (ewwkk) and meat."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok , i tried and it sorta working~~~ great news yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;just rang Brit one hour ago and he told me me Gewee and eelin both have departed back to AUS , summer course has started ,(indicating/hinting my course is going to start soon as well , frus, frus ~~ )(sigh) and his family just bought a penthouse suite at gurney ++ a private pool inside their unit which is definitely cost more that a million (no kidding ,rich guy~~).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/1/05 :&lt;br /&gt;going back to penang today , and i freaked out when i stared at myself (using a mirror of course~~)..my hair was just a bush of untrimmed bonsai (aarrghhhhhh~~).. so went to a new opened salon around the neighbourhood with my biao mei (cousin).&lt;br /&gt;after two hours of hairdo tansformation ,(the salon was so packed!!!) my hair become shorter and lighther. While for my cousin ,basically she is a black haired chinese barbie now (wow wow , leng lui!!).&lt;br /&gt;been talking to Gin lately using msn , glad to hear he is still survived for the torturing summer course ,(two weeks material squeeze into one week for the lecturer to teach , hard to catch up i know) , but he is a smart guy , will cope it for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Kampate ya???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110450344500395985?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110450344500395985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110450344500395985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110450344500395985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110450344500395985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2005/01/resolution-for-05-just-updated.html' title='resolution for the &apos;05 ( just updated )'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110391801228284271</id><published>2004-12-25T05:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T05:53:32.283+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cake cake and cake</title><content type='html'>first time keep stirring the  mixture of eggs , baking powder , cocoa powder and vanila essence,  i didn't know that it is that hard just to bake a simple brownie..&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out to be a moisty and succulent piece of cake...it was the unpredictable...i tought it will become so rocky like a diamond (hahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the sza sza szu (butterfly inside your stomach feeling)  ,love it so much and want to get it ASAP , and today i got it!! yay~~~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110391801228284271?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110391801228284271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110391801228284271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110391801228284271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110391801228284271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/12/cake-cake-and-cake.html' title='cake cake and cake'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110380421242684198</id><published>2004-12-23T22:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T05:22:43.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'>young old days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/img011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/img011.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside the motorcycle's bucket with grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/img002.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/img002.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/img004.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/img004.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bdae (dunno which age)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/img009.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/img009.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110380421242684198?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110380421242684198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110380421242684198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110380421242684198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110380421242684198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/12/young-old-days.html' title='young old days'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110343759282616197</id><published>2004-12-19T16:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T00:47:25.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the new target</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/nike%20presto%20faze.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/nike%20presto%20faze.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike Presto Faze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it , look at it , my gosh , new target from Nike , want to get it soo freaking badly...&lt;br /&gt;sorry, this blog is only to pay the tribute to my "baby" (i mean new baby)&lt;br /&gt;new plan to be made : gonna collect all the shoes that i dream and wear until the day when i can't fit my feet , then i am going to wrap it nicely and keep it inside my wardrobe as my pricy collection...&lt;br /&gt;(what do i mean by pricy? if people bid my "baby" with a drooling price , i will; sell it hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110343759282616197?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110343759282616197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110343759282616197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110343759282616197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110343759282616197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-target.html' title='the new target'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110328821229196892</id><published>2004-12-17T22:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T20:03:54.043+10:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting the long lost one</title><content type='html'>yesterday, hanging out with pals again.....(shed tears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to sum it up!!&lt;br /&gt;first of all went to watch a movie for the sake of balancing my sanity (freaking bored here!!!). Watching the movie marathon (ocean twelve++the forgotten) can be "declared" is an eye sight suiciding action , for my dedicated readers (wink) don't ever do that. Just let your eyeballs have a sufficient sabbatical (do eyes get sabbatical?)for about 2 hours before the second movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget about ocean twelve , it was lullabying compared to the first one.( no offence to the big fan of ocean 12) &lt;br /&gt;let's talk about "the forggoten" , my goodness, it was just an EXQUISITE masterpiece , worth to collect it, readers .&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this movie is full of psychotic suspense , always lead the viewers to endless confusion with the question in their mind : what the fuck is going on...&lt;br /&gt;for X-files fanatics ,listen up!! just go and watch it , it may look ridiculous in some part in the middle , but overall , 2 tumbs up !!(wow wow)&lt;br /&gt;star rating : 5 out of 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching movie with Ray and Greg was fun , having these 2 jovialish movies buddies , i couldn't ask for more...they were just funny , always criticise here and there like a profesional critics muahaahha. plan to go and watch Kung FU Hustle with them again....looking forward , crossing fingers and hope that will be here as soon as possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movies , sent Adam back and planned to go to Gloria jeans to have a sip of hot coffee for releasing the tense after "the forgotten".But we just ended up drinking fruit juice ,i drank the ice blended pinacolada (coconut with pineapple) and it tastes weird but allright.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what!! We met Aloysious , my long long lost friend...&lt;br /&gt;Convo between me and him : &lt;br /&gt;me: OMG Aloysious!!!!!! what tha fuck are ya doing in gloria jeans????&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : aiya ,pretty obvious la ,work work!!&lt;br /&gt;me: what!? so rich already ....&lt;br /&gt;Aloy : what else? coco chanel and LV lar , besides now Disted is having a break and i have nothing to do..   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stop there....i was relieved that he hasn't changed at all , stil vain and over obsessed to the materialistic world...that's the Aloysious that i want to know , always be himself regardless what people said , still remember a famous quote from our gang :"outsiders of our gang are the cheapest peasant ,we are the classiest royalty ". Stories bring back memories ,our bitchy chatting session brought us back to secondary 2 moment with casting sarcasm to each other saying that how lame and nerdy we were......(sigh sigh , being young and tender is the best thing you ever wished for)&lt;br /&gt;we left at 12 , i reached home at 1 tho , got scolded..hehe , but who cares....As i always said : WATEVER~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110328821229196892?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110328821229196892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110328821229196892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110328821229196892'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/5.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at st.Klida beach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110328617577141658?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110328617577141658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110328617577141658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110328617577141658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110328617577141658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/12/kean-day-out.html' title='kean day out'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110278223035378127</id><published>2004-12-12T02:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T01:00:41.206+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sweat</title><content type='html'>Due to somebody's intense prejudice on penangites ( not to mention who the fuck is he..hehe )Hmmmmm hmmm , i have to post something back to show that penagites are ain't that lame (muahahahah what the hell)&lt;br /&gt;Well think about it seriously , is nothing to do with the fact of being lame or not , IS JUST THAT I ENJOYED TO MUCH UNTIL FORGET MY DAILY GRIPES~~~~sorry for that by the way ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh forget to mention how thrilled i was in the past few weeks ,(sorry that if the readers think that i am boastful jerk WATEVA!!!)well , STPM finally gone , definitely a great news for my fella "sis" and of course--- me!!!&lt;br /&gt;on the first day back to penang , wilson and Brit called and chatted for one and a half hour, ears kinda felt a bit sore since haven't "practised" that routine for ages...&lt;br /&gt;next day ,wilson came and the first thing when i saw him was :" hey your hairstyle , damn cute and auntyish" then basically we spent the whole day (Opps , with Ray as well) at 3 shopping complex (gurney plaza , prangin mall and bukit jambul complex) looking for a swimming trunk for wilson to show off in front of a bunch of gals (what the....)but still worth it tho coz i managed to buy my fifth season of sex and the city (yay ,can't wait to show samantha off in front of my cousin !!!)&lt;br /&gt;saturday , dragged by my mum to go to KL and visit my sis and a bunch of immatured cousins (age: 8-12 my goodness) , can't even communicate with them , what i did to them was just yelling and commanding them to bath , eat , stop fighthing (be a nanny ain't that easy you know..)&lt;br /&gt;oh oh  , forget to mention things that happened today...&lt;br /&gt;OMG , went to midvalley megamall today ,it was just awesome and splendid , huge and endless (a bit of exxageration here hehe)..bought a pair of black Sketchers and a brown Converse knee high (muahahahaha yoohooo!!)&lt;br /&gt;tips for the shoppahollic who plans to shop till they drop: when you target on midvalley megamall , just come at 11 o' clock in the  morning and bring along your water bottle just in case when you are dehydrated (i mean thirsty), and of course something for sure : money money money, MONEY!!&lt;br /&gt;well it depends on who are the one who plans to shop , teenage like me (hohoho) , your outfit department is on the 3rd floor where all the t-shirts , jumpers ,sneakers , sport shoes ,caps and more sold (i bought my sketchers and converse there) oh  , the converse shop is not that huge tho , i would suggest that if you want more variety for converse , you can go to Sunway Pyramid at Bandar Sunway.(another enormous shopping paradise)&lt;br /&gt;hmm hmm for those mid twenties , 30's 40's and elder genaration , metrojaya on each floor would be a fantastic suggestions .(exclude some people who denies that they are old) There , just wow , Guy Laroche , tropicana , pierre cardin and blah blah (can't recall all the name , sorry for the insuffiecient infomation, will check the name out soon)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110278223035378127?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110278223035378127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110278223035378127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110278223035378127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110278223035378127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/12/sweat.html' title='sweat'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110138408068566996</id><published>2004-11-25T21:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T18:19:35.570+10:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the normal lives</title><content type='html'>back to Malaysia , definitely got tons of thing to spill.....&lt;br /&gt;first of all , fuck the weather here (no offence) !!&lt;br /&gt;taking 8 hours of flight from melb to KL then Penang , just can't wait to see to some yearning faces (worth it? you decide!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's describe things that happened shall we?&lt;br /&gt;first of all , when i just reached the airport in penang , the first thing she said was : oh my god , look at you!! what happened to your hair!! stop the hippies image~~ what the hell&lt;br /&gt;next ,back to home sweet home and took out all the stuff that i bought , nothing much happened there tho ...&lt;br /&gt;next is the salon which i hate the most ,actually it is one of my gran's pals salon , but still hate it tho coz it ruined my hair!!! god&lt;br /&gt;under my mum's supervision , my fringe basically has becomed short and weird , no side burns and the back was a nightmare (arrghhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a consolation of the bad hair cut , we went to prangin mall , the most popular and crowded shoping centre so far .... great news!! i got my fav. sex and the city 3rd and the 4th season , how awesome it was (F.Y.I , i bought previous season is for the sake of collecting it , not because i haven't watched it  hur hur~~~)&lt;br /&gt;hmm plan to buy it more tho.....&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! haven't checked my mail and posted a blog for a while , for those dedicated readers, pardon me hehe , one more thing , i no longer post any picture into my blog now.....dun ask me why , duh~~ coz dun have the photo hosting anymore and i just too lazy to download a new one .&lt;br /&gt;watching , SATC and one tree hill , for those who wants to know anything about one tree hill , basically is just like dawson's creek ,and chad michael murray is ain't that good in acting , just a dumb blonde~~&lt;br /&gt;more to come fellas ,just cross the fingers and hope kenny to post a new one as soon as possible (wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-110070438172438084</id><published>2004-11-18T01:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T00:17:14.430+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A post before the departure back to my hometown</title><content type='html'>Exam finished , as if throwing down a big hard rock into the sea , and you will hear  the sound…”gulp”&lt;br /&gt;Well  , today exam are definitely not  an easy one although I am pretty sure that some of my friends  excelled it perfectly  , even one of my friend try to imply me that it was just a SNAP!! Damn~~~&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately , post exam party wasn’t as good as I think tho , just some simple movie watching and window shopping…but few to come , hopefully will be good . After the movie , ambled back to my fucking apartment and start to pack my stuff that want to bring back to Malaysia . what should I bring back? Still thinking actually , definitely some munchies and great delicacies that hardly found in Penang , what else , and have to buy Rexona sport for my sis as well…(hmmm still can’t wait to see her and show off the anime I bring back….lucky you sis!!! )&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm tomorrow and few days onwards  , definitely more shopping and retail therapy , plan to buy a new pair of cargo pants and converse X high damn…..can’t wait !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/11/04:&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha , today went to coburg and shopped till i drop , finally , cargo pants that i "yearn" for ages yay....well it costs 35 AUD and 2 for 60 bucks...i just bought one tho...cost i am running out of cash soon (sob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.05 p.m- mom called , and reconfirmed all the flight schedule with me  ,damn~~ can't wait to call the cab and immediately rush to the airport ,  wait for the plane to fly me back to malaysia....hehhe&lt;br /&gt;watching hikaru , trying to finish as soon as posible so that can boast in front of my sis , but dun really like the ending , well actually i should say that i hate all the ending of the anime ...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/hikaru_no_go.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/hikaru_no_go.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hikaru&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/hikaru_no_go_fans.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/hikaru_no_go_fans.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20/11/04 :&lt;br /&gt;three more days (OOpps 2 to be exact , hehe) all the notes and clothes are nearly finished packing , now just left the cleaning , damn , hate it......just hope that somebody just come to room and say : " hi , i am here to clean the apartment FOC..."&lt;br /&gt;surein just called , planned to go to st.kilda beach this sunday and chadston this monday with his family , thus , now still busy thinking what image should i appear in front of his family...wildchild look , or some nerdy "wannabe" ? think kenny , think kenny....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-110070438172438084?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/110070438172438084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=110070438172438084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110070438172438084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/110070438172438084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/11/post-before-departure-back-to-my.html' title='A post before the departure back to my hometown'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109932355605368343</id><published>2004-11-02T01:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T01:46:52.760+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Assumption , time to stop it</title><content type='html'>first of all , fuck !!! haven't blogged for ages , and now is time for endless of naggings...hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of not offending anybody , names are strictly prohibitted in this article , sorry for the dissapointment readers (my bad awwwwwww!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact : making assumption is just living in the world of fantasy&lt;br /&gt;question : agree ?&lt;br /&gt;answer : two thumbs up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely , well not to say that i am nagging or a coward of not being telling them the truth , is just that listeners to your assumption also can be bored you know , if i really tell them what i feel for the "sweeping statement" , that's harsh coz it has nothing to do with me...on the other hand , if i don't tell them , my ears will suffer (my ears are my pride you know , pls don't hurt them)........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest i have few of pals suffer from this "assumption making" decease ( and i think it is chronic ;) !! but of course is curable ) and even some of them are my really buddies....but for those who is not my pal , LISTEN , SUGAR !!!! ENOUGH OF YOUR MOTHERFUCKING MOTHER FUCK SHIT ASSUMPTION , YOU ARE SICK!!! GOD !! &lt;br /&gt;personally i think people making assumptions is just want to comfort themselves from the reality , that's sad and cowardish as they don't have the guts to face the truth they are facing...then they just come up with comforts and some assumptions to make them " keep going with their lives "...THAT'S SOO WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm , assumption comes with different forms in different situations , for examples  , for somebody who is madly i love a.k.a got a huge crushed , they always think that " hmm i think he/she will like me as well , oh look !! he/she is staring at me now..what should i do? what should i do? " who knows in reality  he/she is staring the guy/girl who sits besides you ...&lt;br /&gt;another more ridiculous example , " i think i will look good in this shirt , surely will get lots of attentions , or maybe my newly bought bag..." but actually not even the floor cleaners will look at you for a sight !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what's the feeling of making those intangible imagination , of course it feels good , even some loser may get an orgasm by just fantasizing it . But think about it seriously , that is just YOUR world , YOUR dreaming candy land built by ginger bread cottage and milky chocolate river!!! you have to get real you know ...life is not as cute as you think.&lt;br /&gt;For those desperadoes , let me tell you ,if you seriously like somebody ,just get over it , go and tell him/her that you can't stop thinking abt her/him , and so wish that you two can have some "fun" together...is true that is not easy to do it , but isn't that more direct and result is immediate?&lt;br /&gt;While for those metrosexual a.k.a fashion attention seeking guy/girls....as long as you dress decently and CIVILISELY , you will look absofuckinlutely fine and good...remember , if you really want to get attention , just get naked , i promised that you will be in the front page of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm seems that i have given the enlighthening lecture for so long , time for me to shut the fuck up....&lt;br /&gt;but last but not least ,pls pls and pls be merciful and don't ever kill other people by your assumption , remember ,  ASSUMPTION MAKING , IS A BIG NO NO !! (wink)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109932355605368343?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109932355605368343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109932355605368343' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109932355605368343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109932355605368343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/11/assumption-time-to-stop-it.html' title='Assumption , time to stop it'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109870223969542854</id><published>2004-10-25T21:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T21:27:36.420+10:00</updated><title type='text'>unpleasant but thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/1024/simple%20life%204.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/simple%20life%204.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heiress&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a special tribute to Paris hilton for grabbing Mark Philipppousis away from Delta... i want to say good job first of all , way to go girl!!! you rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109870223969542854?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109870223969542854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109870223969542854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109870223969542854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109870223969542854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/10/unpleasant-but-thankful.html' title='unpleasant but thankful'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109819389599223469</id><published>2004-10-19T23:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T00:05:49.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/640/drama.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/drama.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss them&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well sorry to say that this photo is not the latest one , but it is a reminicent for one of my dedicated drama group which performed last year when i was still an immatured brat studying in trinity college......(should i shed a tear? no!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me intro my talented member , from left Bada Moon , me (most gorgeous , muahahah) , Gewee aka Gary , Shu Ting and Yuko Tanaka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BADA :korean girl , the first impression she gave is everytime when she come to the drama group , she will wear her sun glasses look liked spectacles , nothing much about her really , she is studying at monash uni now , not very sure which course she enrols in... oh one thing, she seldon online !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to talk about me really , if you seriously want to know know me so much...just read my previous blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gewee aka Gary : 5 years of pals / classmates , this guy is fulled of different names and email address , sometimes i just confused which email should i send to....&lt;br /&gt;kinda cool guy tho...but sometimes is a slacker,  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu Ting : the quietest girl among the members , not sure too shy or just out of topic to chat to , hmmm during the first semester , she still in Melb uni studying commerce (same course with me) , surprisingly , she left before the mid semester break , rumor said that she couldn't cope with her homesickness (sigh)(sigh), currently in Singapore.....studying, course : unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuko tanaka : pretty obvious that from the name we can know she is a japanese , well , kinda "tame" (i mean quiet) as if shu ting , and she was the favourite girl of Russell Beedles (our drama instructor) because of her boldness i suppose (she was the only one who acted geisha!!!!!! wow). Now she is still in Melb uni studying Arts , we still chat tho when we meet....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109819389599223469?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109819389599223469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109819389599223469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109819389599223469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109819389599223469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/10/miss-them.html' title='Miss them'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109810720251052559</id><published>2004-10-18T23:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T14:32:19.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/640/twins1.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/twins1.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left , kazaf , gypsy , helen , prada and lilia&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hong kee vamparic show huh? no doubt will have endless of computer effects and some ridiculous scenes" that was what i thought when i got the CDs from billy (marsono's roomate).&lt;br /&gt;Turned out , it was soooo accurate to my prediction , but amazingly , i watched it for 2 times non-stop !! (clarification : after the movie ended , watched again)... i am still searching for the reason , dun ask me why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall , if i am a movie critic (i hope one day i can) , out of 5 stars , i would only "grant" it 2 , puh~~lease don't wooo me , i mean c'mon  , this is definitely a fraking low budget movie made in 2003 , the plot is not well built and one of the actress (don't force me to say who the hell she is) doesn't know how to act at all ,for god sake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh , but there is one thing of the movie that really appeals me ,guess what? IS THEIR COSTUME AND THE NAME THEY USE!!!! i can't really decribe their outfit ,i would suggest just go and watch it and  find it out yourself...&lt;br /&gt;the name---it was brilliant to me , instead of using some freaking hong kee chinese name like "ah lian , ah beng" or blah blah blah , they use some modern , cool and unusual name like Reeve , Kazaf ,Gypsy (the coolest) and prada (what the fuck)....esp Kazaf , wow , i want to have that kind of name as well !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"personal" thought : this movie , like Simon Cowell said :" i felt it , but i was just like SO WHAT ?" no reference , sorry heheh....&lt;br /&gt;i consider myself being too generous enough of giving the movie 2 stars , it should be less you know , for those who already watched it  ,what do you think of the last part ? espeacially the scene when gypsy turned into the vampiress and fought with the duke? i know it sucks right?&lt;br /&gt;oh oh , and the very last part when Helen says that three of them (Gypsy , Kazaf and Helen )have become the new member of the vampire hunter with the scene three of them holding the mathafucking sword and ran here and there (posing themselves) , THAT PART REALLY WAS KILLING ME MANZ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109810720251052559?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109810720251052559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109810720251052559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109810720251052559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109810720251052559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/10/twins-effect_18.html' title='Twins Effect'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109725884737410514</id><published>2004-10-09T04:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T04:07:27.373+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/640/su&amp;#39;s%20place.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/su&amp;#39;s%20place.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adi is taking our pic&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109725884737410514?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109725884737410514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109725884737410514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109725884737410514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109725884737410514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/10/adi-is-taking-our-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109725876905929930</id><published>2004-10-09T04:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T00:56:41.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/640/su&amp;#39;s%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/su&amp;#39;s%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isko , su and me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left : surein (non stop teaser) , Isko (full time gamer) and me (professional   nagger) , Adi (devoted poser) is taking pic of us &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109725876905929930?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109725876905929930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109725876905929930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109725876905929930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109725876905929930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/10/isko-su-and-me-from-left-surein-non.html' title=''/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109655653064225214</id><published>2004-10-01T01:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T02:18:35.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>weird bumped</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/640/mooncake2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/mooncake2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace ,  me and gigi........&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,it is very hard to predict what will happen next in the future....what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday , rain drizzled the whole mathafucking day , my shoes soaked and my socks are dyed and stanked...what an odour...urrgghhhh (dun remind me , i feel like puking again..)&lt;br /&gt;this year moon cake festival , I would say is totally different from what experienced before , can say is dull and plain ….nothing that really excites me…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually,  it started with my intention to go to my pal’s house and have a kiasu macroeconomics discussion  , initially I thought that day will definitely be my day , I rule the whole day!!!….suddenly phone rang during the last minutes , symbolizes bad omen , bad signs…….pick it up… gin , the one that I want to go to his house, said : “hey ,  wanna go to a wedding?”   &lt;br /&gt;“ what weding is that?”&lt;br /&gt;“dunno”&lt;br /&gt;“what!!??” hmmm the wedding that he didn’t even know…how weird huh? “who’s the bride ?”&lt;br /&gt;“grace’s friend…..”&lt;br /&gt;“hmmmmm I think I know who she is…well what about our assignment then?”&lt;br /&gt;“we will do it tonight…just accompany me ok ?”&lt;br /&gt;“screw it , ookokokok then “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can I say about the wedding actually..? hmmm a Christian style wedding but without the church , bridesmaid and the sabbatical hymns , just pastor…nice and sweet , no fuss and easy peasy...&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about the bride and bridegroom...&lt;br /&gt;bride , 18  , female (of course) and pregnant , her happiness was potrayed all the day long , looking forward for a happy family....&lt;br /&gt;bridegroom , 26 , male (duh) with a pair of spectacles....looks-- decent , and he is a tutor from monash....cool isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the wedding , basically me and grace went to gin's house to continue squezzing our mind for the fucking macroeconomics assignment , A.K.A mooncake celebration..&lt;br /&gt;well it was a lavish dinner tho , can't deny that for sure..8 dishes overall , from a rumbling stomach untill the gloating tummy , just imagine how nice the feast was....yum yum..&lt;br /&gt;well actually it was my first mooncake feast in my life , never tried that before (coz i never ever gave a fuck for some lantern carrying day , heheh)..normally when i was in malaysia , i didn't even realised when is the mooncake festival , when it comes , same routine , nesting on my favourite couch and watch some sitcoms (hello ! i am not a crying little twerp , dun mention lantern to me!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was time to leave , the weather turned bad again...fuck!!&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was because i said to many "fuck" on that day..hehehe..i will say it once again , fuck the mathafucking matha fuck shit....grrrrrr...my shoes soaked!!!!! arrghhh....when we were inside the train on the way back to flinder station,  we encountered two homosexual dude in the compartment , the worst part was when both of them kissing....eewwkk!!!  i just stared at them without a blink , and grace felt like puking that time....the situation was just funny to me...i am not a anti homo guy , but just that when they kissed.....i can't say it is gross , but it really intimidated me the whole night...gawd!!!! no offence to those is "controversial" of their sexuality...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;that's all buh bye!! muazzzkkk to myself&lt;br /&gt;(i can resist my fabulousness)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109655653064225214?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109655653064225214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109655653064225214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109655653064225214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109655653064225214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/10/weird-bumped.html' title='weird bumped'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109586825202044744</id><published>2004-09-23T01:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T08:59:44.946+10:00</updated><title type='text'>gliding in front of the outlets</title><content type='html'>Break starts...aye curamba!!&lt;br /&gt;Well , what a hot break!!! i just clouldn't stop sweating and keep fanning myself...the weather is killing me arrghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;wearing my newly bought thongs everyday , and traveling around....Box hill , Glent huntly to visit my friends , couburg and today---Chletaham and Newmarket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest , at first i wasn't attracted to go to such "retarded" suburbs just to shop at a few outlets...on the way  , i kept nagging and nagging why on earth my friend--king drag me to such place....but when i reach there...i was wrong , so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;let's starts on chletaham...small suburb , but with a big mall..what an irony.&lt;br /&gt;well , the mall actully is just a big/huge warehouse and it is separated into outfit shops and cafes ....but what surprised me is the number of outlets inside the warehouse...it was WOW...A LOT!!! like RIVERS , ADIDAS , CONVERSE , ROGER DAVID and blah blah blah.... the first thought pop up from my mind when i saw that--:" shit , i am gonna broke today..." &lt;br /&gt;but things didn't turn out as i expected...(sorry , i am bad in making judgement hehe) i just end up buying a long knitted scarve at roger david...and i don't get it why i bought it... HULLO ,IS SPRING ~~!!! AND GOING TO BE SUMMER SOON!!! damn....maybe is just because of the price hehe.....(p/s: i am forming a scarve coutour now ,  way to go kenny!!)&lt;br /&gt;next , we went to adidas....hmmm it was basically some clearance outlet....nothing much that really atrract me...but wait!! suddenly i spotted a pair of snake scale liked shoes...but i couldn't fit in...arrgghhhh..and it end up on king's hand..damn..&lt;br /&gt;shopping is just like exhausting swimming , you have to work your legs , holding bags and use your brain to compare and imagine .&lt;br /&gt;4.pm--- both of us came out with a rumbling stomach...king , two handful of bags....while for me~~~just one scarve , asshole....walking around chletaham and looking for some food , but none of them really makes me drool , then we just took tain back and went to Newmarket...what did we have there?something that i never imagined before...ASAM LAKSA!!! &lt;br /&gt;actually the restaurant is managed by a singaporean/ KL family , and the patron inside --- duh , either some kiasu singapore chinese dialect or malay mix english floating around....but is kind a a good thing tho , I FINNALLY FOUND A PLACE WHERE NEVER MAKES ME HOMESICK!!....muahahahahahahaha....but one small critic , the dumpling there---EEEWWKK !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109586825202044744?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109586825202044744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109586825202044744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109586825202044744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109586825202044744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/09/gliding-in-front-of-outlets.html' title='gliding in front of the outlets'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109508354638004574</id><published>2004-09-13T23:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T19:46:36.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'>materialistic sem. break.</title><content type='html'>after an endless torture and sufferings...the day of long waited has finally arrived.. SEMESTER BREAK YO!!&lt;br /&gt;Duh , for sure the break will be a excited one , met new friends and gonna hang out with them...just not sure what's the plan...can't wait.. can't wait....&lt;br /&gt;but sadly my mood of the break arrived earlier than i expected , the thirst of shopping and leisuring has itched me to death...my eyes are just lost the focus on the "lullabying" books....i am screwed!! arghhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confession to myself : oh kenny , i just went to smith streets again... what for? duh , a full time shoppaholic like me , definitely never missed even a single season of sales... what did i buy? hmm a brown slim shady (10 bucks..) , quite cheap tho..hehe and a camo (camoflouge) Havaianas thongs for summer...(20 bucks..)well this is EX.....(Ooopps!! for those reader who knows my mum , i beg you , don't ever tell her..she will chop me up into slices for sure...hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn , still have 4 more days to go for the break....i am pretty sure that i am going to "glide" in front of some outlets and "boutiques" ( p/s : not boutique ,i am broke by the way ,  just typical teenage bargaining store muahahah)&lt;br /&gt;oh here's the list : -new beanie &lt;br /&gt;                     -scarve (what the use actually)?&lt;br /&gt;                     -cap (damn i just ca't stop buying it!) i already have the whole&lt;br /&gt;                      coutour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh i just recieved a call from mom yesterday , gawd , she want to come to melbourne!!! arrgghhh (info : the exclaimation mark is not a sign for for excitement) what am i gonna do..??help , readers , pls tell me is there any reason for her to cancel her plan to come to visit me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tons of things to accomplish , tons of stuffs to buy for the sake of "swan's" transformation ... but one thing for sure i won't forget....revision for my chem , QM1, maths and microecons...&lt;br /&gt;way to go kenny!! luv myself!! muazzzkkk..how am i gonna kiss myself anyway?? stupid me hahahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109508354638004574?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109508354638004574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109508354638004574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109508354638004574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109508354638004574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/09/materialistic-sem-break.html' title='materialistic sem. break.'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109483182271981608</id><published>2004-09-11T01:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T22:27:47.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Philadelphia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/640/Philadelphia.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/Philadelphia.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philadelphia&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  another Tom hanks's show which i adore most...unlike other movies , it fulls of controversials and desperations...&lt;br /&gt;  produced in 1993 , adn won the oscar for the best male actor and the best theme song "streets of pholadelphia" by bruse springsten....&lt;br /&gt;  plot- in the movie , tom hanks is a briliant lawyer , won every cases he took ...but all was just a lie after people discovered that he is gay and infected by AIDS....lost his job and humialiated by his co-worker. In the end the one and the only one who helps him is his former rival in the court , Denzel washington...who has intense homophobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought : i think the realson why the director use the name "philadelphia" because of the phrase philadelphical lawyer--which means great lawyer...&lt;br /&gt;ending : just like forest gump , leaves me a surge of grim and longing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worth to watch.....piece of perfection , don't ever miss it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109483182271981608?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109483182271981608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109483182271981608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109483182271981608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109483182271981608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/09/philadelphia.html' title='Philadelphia'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109482936885175155</id><published>2004-09-11T01:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T01:43:30.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Forrest Gump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/640/forrest%20gump.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/forrest%20gump.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forrest gump&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th of september 2004 , this is the third time i watch it this movie....still , feel so touched and inspired....&lt;br /&gt;for those who never watched this b4....strongly recomended , although the production is already 10 years back , story settings was 1960-1982 (if i remember correctly)...i think the story line won't give a single bit of dissapointment...in fact! will be amazed , especially by the way the present out the plot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is already three times!!! and every three times i couldn't help myself keep thinking back the life of this-- Gump.. , and everytime i watch it...for sure my tears will welled up my eyes....(but i didn't shed it hahha) when his mum gave him her final word before she died..... nothing special , but very emotional to me..hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that , i was thinking...how will the life of a lad be if he is staying alonein a big house , without his mama , no pets , no chores but just keep riding on the grass cutting machine and thinking of his beloved......is it sad , yeah definitely......totally devastated.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end of the show , when he visited his wife's grave , Awww fuck! this part really stunt me the most...my eyes didn't blink at all......i am so sure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final comment: totally deserved for oscar....i dun really feel impressed with Tom Hanks tho (coz i know he is a legend),  what really matters is the story , way to go man , way to go.........&lt;br /&gt;Darn it !! so wish that this movie was not exsist ....and for sure i am not going to buy the movie...i am so scared i am gonna cry if i keep watching it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109482936885175155?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109482936885175155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109482936885175155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109482936885175155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109482936885175155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/09/forrest-gump.html' title='Forrest Gump'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109448517732364935</id><published>2004-09-07T01:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T14:31:44.730+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorata Arazigawa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/640/kekkai02.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #AAAAAA; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/110/1238/400/kekkai02.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorata&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this a guy from X/1999 whom i like the most....sorata arazigawa , well if you know the manga (i hope you do ) you should know that he is the only one in the story who creates jokes and laughter.....but he died tragically , because of his beloved Arashi Kishu....that's his destiny , he is destined to die under "the one" he loves.....when i read the manga,  kinda shocked actually , never thought that he is such a----guy...FETCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point is --- think about the people around you , don't ever think that jovialish people are easy to mess with , that's wrong , every people in this world has their own seriousness , just that some of them wants to hide it from other people , wearing a clown face is not an easy job tho , they have to suffer all the critism and sarcasm , but they never vent it out~~~ untill one day...they explode..and that day , tears drop and blood sheds...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109448517732364935?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109418010359708186</id><published>2004-09-03T13:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T17:21:15.080+10:00</updated><title type='text'>exhaustion</title><content type='html'>argggh...... what a miserable day...typing my blog now in the library is hellish and hedious....wearing my newly bought denim jacket and a cap...i am gonna to burst now!!!---HOT , STUFFY &amp; SWEATY!!!&lt;br /&gt;but what stops me of venting my anger to all the computer user besides me?--COMMON DECENCY....&lt;br /&gt;just finished my chemistry prac ,the demonstrator ..he is good,but the prac suck ,i can assure you that measuring the activation energy wasn't a good way to spend your past time.....better sit at home and sipping coffee....and enjoy the indulgence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me see , what is going to happen for the next 2 weeks before the semester break : first of all , applied maths mid sem test....well , it is allright coz i still have only 2 chapters to go...pretty lose for me , just finger crossing that i can get full mark for it (although is kinda hard)&lt;br /&gt;next , is my assignment comment for macroeconomics... due on thursday  ,what can i say about it....just some comment on somebody's essay...should i be harsh on him/her?&lt;br /&gt;still thinking actually.....if i wirte something bad on him/her...i am screwed for sure , but there is a big possibility that i can get a better mark...argghhhh dillemma is not good....&lt;br /&gt;the week before the semester break is my QM1 assignment due...but ..pretty stressless actually...got bunch of friends to discuss with....&lt;br /&gt;Ooopp got to go, friends arrived.......love to myself..muaazzzkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109418010359708186?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109418010359708186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109418010359708186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109418010359708186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109418010359708186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/09/exhaustion.html' title='exhaustion'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109357874481119901</id><published>2004-08-27T13:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T12:40:57.406+10:00</updated><title type='text'>26th of august</title><content type='html'>today!!--- my birthday , the day full of chores and assignments , what can i nag about? is thursday manz , no party bash , no cocktails , no fancy outfit but just one mathafucking QM1 (quantitative methods) test and a annoying macroeconomics assignment...&lt;br /&gt;still recalling how screwed am i  , the day before 26 at 11.45 at night , when i wanted to make my final revision fot the test , then i discovered my textbook was gone!!! grrrr...fuck shit!! where the hell did i leave my QM text??? dammit wat should i do now???&lt;br /&gt;the next day , was inexplicable , the whole day i was so frustrated and annoyed , when i saaw my friends , firstly when i saw them , i yelled at them to just let myself out , i can't imagine how many people were staring at me that time ,  quite embarasing actually....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i can still remeber how tensed i am a minute b4 the exam , i was sweating and chanting the buddha mantera (a bit exxagerated actually)...but when the time i started the exam , " huh? are they kidding me? just definitions?" damn i spend all my night worrying what kind of hard question will comming out---AND NOW IS JUST DEFINITIONS??? &lt;br /&gt;wasted...arrghhhhh...son of the bitch...but felt relieved after that actually , coz got full marks!! muahahahahahahahahah well maybe this is the only present that can fulfill my satisfaction thirst !!!!...well after that  ,nothing much happened really , just some normal greeting from my friends and mates...and that's all for my 19 years old birthday...cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109357874481119901?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109357874481119901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109357874481119901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109357874481119901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109357874481119901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/08/26th-of-august.html' title='26th of august'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109287642683555772</id><published>2004-08-19T10:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T10:47:06.836+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FACT</title><content type='html'>By the third day when god created this world....he created m-16 machine gun as well..&lt;br /&gt;purpose? to kill the dinasours and  THE HOMOSEXUALS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109287642683555772?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109287642683555772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109287642683555772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109287642683555772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109287642683555772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/08/fact.html' title='FACT'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109195558646530040</id><published>2004-08-08T18:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T00:45:00.886+10:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd week of the sem</title><content type='html'>2nd week has passed....tediously and hectically..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole weekend was fulled of plans and homework updates....(sigh) (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost...let talk abt my tutorials....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first applied maths tutorials--kinda freaking actually , the tutor will ask everyone to come out and write all the working on the white board.....this tutor , he is not that strict actually , but is kinda embarasing when you don't have any tutorial sheet done before the tutorial....(luckily i finished it before the class)&lt;br /&gt;but when he asked the class who has already finished sheet one , surprisingly only me and one other aussie guy raised up our hand , then the rest of the class just stared at us , i felt so freaking awkward but the tutor said : that's awesome..(haha)&lt;br /&gt;felt flattered actually....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly my macroeconomics tutorial , wow , this class was...just wow ,half of it , was aussie and quarterly was ABC (australian borned chinese)...but at least i made my opinion , if not , i think nobody will realised our existence at all....and one thing..the tutor , his hastily spoken speech made me sick ,  and he said he is obliged to do that ..(what on earth!!!)...it was allright basically...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i forget abt my chemistry tute....well nothing much to talk this tute actually...pretty much like a lecture which i hate most (arrgghh), lecturer--macfayden , my goodness , spare me...&lt;br /&gt;but don't forget i got my chem practical class...i kinda like this class actually..tons of asians.. and i talked with a malaysia half aborigin (bidayuh)half chinese girl , she inda cool...we chatted quite a while...and the demonstrator--SAMMI TSEGAY , not sure where is he from , definitely not aussie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly , my QM1 tute...nothing to talk abt it , it was "I" (allright) , 60% gals and 40% guys , oh , there is something special abt this class , too peace (quiet) i suppose , "silence is golden"?? , hardly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap ,that's all for now folks....what's comming up? damn the macro!! one test for macro and QM1 is comming up , what else can i do? revision of course (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was wondering when will i post another blog....hmm hmm when when???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : for my family who read this......i got something special for you guys  (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;guess what?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109195558646530040?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109195558646530040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109195558646530040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109195558646530040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109195558646530040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/08/2nd-week-of-sem.html' title='2nd week of the sem'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109133515320550192</id><published>2004-08-01T14:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:45:23.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a week from the sem break..</title><content type='html'>yawn......is already a week from the holiday , miss it so badly....&lt;br /&gt;now is just looking forward for the mid semester break.... (what a lazy bum!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let summarize all my encounters during the first week......&lt;br /&gt;ermm at first , kinda excited , i woke up at 7 !!! (although my lecture starts at 12 noon)&lt;br /&gt;hmm i was thinking what should i do? i don't have a class yet!!! then suddenly my phone rang (wondered what on earth my stupid mobile rings at 8 in the morning..) picked up , hey gin!! WTF you..... . "Hey kenny ,wanna go my my applied maths lec?"&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly , all my curiousity and cufusion of what should i do in the morning were all astonishingly pooff--GONE!! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;kenny : COOL!!!! OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CURAMBA!!!(from bart simpson) the first and the foremost lec of the week was hellish man....(arrghhh!!)&lt;br /&gt;the lecturer used approximately 25 minutes to intro us what on the stupid earth applied maths is...blah blah blah... then the rest .. first topic!!! (spare me please..)&lt;br /&gt;after that , QM1 (info : quantitative methods , commerce compulsory subject..)...well it was pretty "OK"...the lecturer was boring (his name : chris skeels--a fatso) , but luckily the topic wasn't that tough , just some interest rate (blah), nominal rate (blah blah) and periodic rate (blah blah blah)....learned it before....kinda cope it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next , my applied maths lecture...... the lecturer , omar foda--- a middle eastern guy  , this guy , got some accent prob , he is serious lecture actually , but all the class just treated his seriousness as a joke (i am one of them).. what surprised was the topic he taught was kinda different from the lecture i attended that morning....i think Foda explained the topic in detail BUT  he is kinda slow.....thus i have made up my mind that i am going to attend two lecture in one day , that's also means that i am going to attend 6 lecure in one week (what to do , for my mark's sake!!) sigh sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now , my macro lecture turn (kean's info : i just passed for my micro , so i hope macro will be easier....hmmm the lecturer...kinda cool to me , long hair and baggy shirt...looks more like an artist (haha) and i kinda like the way he speaks...slow and english accented....hopefully i will have the same impression througout the semester...unlike my microeconomics lecturer (jeff borland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least...how can i forget to mention my chemistry lecturer...well , basically, the lecturer will be the same...(sob sob) MARK RIZZACASSA (oh no) , david macfayden...(he is allright...) well , potentially,  they are excellent leturer..but talking about sense  of humour... (sigh sigh)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my summary for my tutorial is comming up...see ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109133515320550192?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109133515320550192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109133515320550192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109133515320550192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109133515320550192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/08/week-from-sem-break.html' title='a week from the sem break..'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109083271558776251</id><published>2004-07-26T18:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T19:23:27.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginning~~first day</title><content type='html'>firstly , stupid question to think abt : gals/guys like throw paper&amp;nbsp;at some people when they are fooling around , why not using used tampon?&lt;br /&gt;2) people like to have sex publicly (they said is exciting) , why not when they are playing ps2 , game cube , xbox or game boy advance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls pls pls reply me whoever you are....hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after one bored, intolerable but memorable break.... &lt;br /&gt;school day is finally here and drags me out of valley of solitude and boredom...(btw melbourne, you suck!!) &lt;br /&gt;the night before monday (sunday that means)&amp;nbsp; , damn excited to welcome a new semester... &lt;br /&gt;first and foremost--have a "sacred" bath (keanology : sacred bath-- a bath which takes more than 45 minutes to i and a half hour bath) to replenish my karma purify my soul ( hey that's so extra , hahahahaha) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;housemate , A&amp;nbsp; , purposely cooked a lavish and fuckingly posh dinner (actually was quite normal--but i am not that picky anyway) and we spent another one and the half hour just to finish it.....(dunno when will he cook that way again sob sob) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.00 pm--shit&amp;nbsp; , everything was prepared in apple pie order , just have to wait the day to come... &lt;br /&gt;nails?--cut &lt;br /&gt;hair?--cut and washed &lt;br /&gt;outfit?--done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww tell me what should i do?!! oh wait! tonight is movie night by my&amp;nbsp;money minded apartment.."nightmares at elm st."&amp;nbsp; , "child's play" and "texas chainsaw massacre"...yay , it has been a long time i never watched horror movies....&amp;nbsp;and since i have nothing to do... &lt;br /&gt;the movie was just allright...not horrible at all....instead is funny , like watching some outdated soap drama (hahahahaha) and some of the american gals just purposely shouted out of the sudden and that's i think scarier hahahaahhahahahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109083271558776251?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109083271558776251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109083271558776251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109083271558776251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109083271558776251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/07/new-beginningfirst-day.html' title='New beginning~~first day'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-109024322990998085</id><published>2004-07-19T23:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T03:23:06.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'> for my sem-break</title><content type='html'>almost in every peoples' mind , holiday suppose to be jovialish and "fabulous"... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Bear in ind that i said is "almost" not all !! &lt;br /&gt;Hmm...what can i say abt mind ? literally not that bad , but quite boring in the end... &lt;br /&gt;the initial was excellent , travelling without adult supervision , carefree and ...WOU !! &lt;br /&gt;sdyney--place of paradise (to me) , place that i am gonna visit again ... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;the middle part was just allright though... &lt;br /&gt;watched tons of movies , played tons of PS2 games and hired anime , was quite easy to pass a day though , but&amp;nbsp;quite bored and dull coz what i need is something new and never tried b4 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;last week&amp;nbsp;b4 the uni starts (arsehole!!!!) &lt;br /&gt;Mathapharker (keanology : motherfucker) extremely tragic and pathethic&amp;nbsp;-- the whole week was just surrounded by boredom and my irritating nagging ... &lt;br /&gt;what did i do huh? ermm : i got my haircut&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;, new stylo and&amp;nbsp;pharking (keanology : fucking)&amp;nbsp;reasonable .... ( that's the only thing that made me feel a bit relieve i guess..) &lt;br /&gt;what else?....oh ya , went to melton and help my mom to inspect her "dream" house... &lt;br /&gt;talking abt acomodation...(sigh sigh)&amp;nbsp; , that issue really&amp;nbsp;torture me for already a month&amp;nbsp;!! (argghh)&amp;nbsp; , i can't stay at my current apartment anymore -- not because of the condition but i started to get bored of it...i&amp;nbsp;yearn for&amp;nbsp;my private "shelter" SO MUCHHHHHH! (sounds extravagant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least , my second life---&amp;nbsp;anime....&lt;br /&gt;for those anime fanatics , don't ever&amp;nbsp;miss "shaman king"...a masterpiece that i won't forget for the rest of my life...&lt;br /&gt;let me spice up the enthusiasm&amp;nbsp;by spoiling some plot : the story is actually abt shamans (medium of human beings and spirit) fight , the one who wins the competition which organized once per 500 years will grant the title of shaman king , which can realised their wish...... Ooopps that's too much!!! watch it yourself and give me a comment yo!! (wink wink!!)&lt;br /&gt;hmm...for those who wants to watch it...i got the whole season (yay!!) give me a call/ring/notice and i will try my best to "rent" it .hhohohohohohoh (btw , i forget to mention that i am broke) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-109024322990998085?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/109024322990998085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=109024322990998085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109024322990998085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/109024322990998085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/07/for-my-sem-break.html' title=' for my sem-break'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108938011668440969</id><published>2004-07-09T22:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T23:03:14.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Trend</title><content type='html'>trend has "dominated" our lives , what do you think? &lt;br /&gt;from material paraphernalia to fashion sense , everything is fashion , everything is style and glamour.. &lt;br /&gt;like shoes--prada , jimmy choo , manolo blahnik (thanks to carrie bradshaw) &lt;br /&gt;like dress--vintage , issey miyake and channel (thanks to samantha jones) &lt;br /&gt;sounds good , excellent and fabulous.. &lt;br /&gt;but what about relationship? does relationship AS WELL has becomed a trend nowadays? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me quote a person whom i am quite close to her/him.. &lt;br /&gt;the person (call him A)....quite shy and traditional (in a sense) , but loyal and faithful.. &lt;br /&gt;A , well , can be said suffered from "post break up syndrom"...always talk about what is his/her ideal "fucking partner" (pun intended) , always so desperate and aggresive to find one...if he/she ound one , lucky me...if not--doddyfuck!! i am gonna to wear an earpiece the day after tommorow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question: is he so desperate because he really need to find somebody to "fuck" OR is he influenced by the surroundins that he "ought to" to get one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the surroundings of the relationship nowadays are very influential , corruptive AND intoxicational..that's a fact and i am ultimately sorry that i can't deny that...IN FACT , i myself also been "corrupted" a lot by some intolerable disgusting element.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...relationship become a trend is something very typical nowadays , don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;celebrities like J.LO , loves to have a lightning marital status (even britney)... &lt;br /&gt;what is the feeling to be called "Mrs." actually? to what extend the satisfaction and indulgence is? OR just like branded materials , a kind of inevitable trend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108938011668440969?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108938011668440969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108938011668440969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108938011668440969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108938011668440969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/07/trend.html' title='Trend'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108927686659485271</id><published>2004-07-08T18:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T18:54:26.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'>unanswered Question....</title><content type='html'>Finished watching the last episode of "sex and the city" season 6.....i was thinking will i forget about the plot after 20 years? (unanswered)&lt;br /&gt;well , if you ask me the question NOW , what will i blurt out is i wish i won't , but who knows that if one day my life is much better than each of them , then i am so willing too forget about it...all depends on my future and all my deed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why , recently the song i want to hear is all those classic unproduced song..like Beyond , jacky cheung 1985-1992 and andy lau 1985-1992...i roamed around china town looking for their CDs for 2 hours , hoped for fruity answer , but none....&lt;br /&gt;when i hear their song , as if a lullaby (even it is a rock song)  , never exceeded 2 songs and i will snore like a dog with sleeping pills...&lt;br /&gt;i know one day , their song definitely will be published again...when is that? that will be the time when they die (i am not cursing)....the time when they no longer appear in this world again.....desolated...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108927686659485271?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108927686659485271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108927686659485271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108927686659485271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108927686659485271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/07/unanswered-question.html' title='unanswered Question....'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108903067276395443</id><published>2004-07-05T22:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T22:31:12.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Equally distributed?</title><content type='html'>Things in this world are arranged in  appropriate order ,  even actions performed by living creature…&lt;br /&gt;Question to ask :  is it true that even actions are appropriately distributed in what kind of gender  you are ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes a guy to let a woman to enter  a cab  instead of go in himself first? Courtesy? Common decency? (sarcastically)..&lt;br /&gt;It sounds there are some contradictions if i say that nowadays women and men are equal ..nothing different..  kinda curious , what does “ men and women are equal ” mean? Equal as in HOW ? is it mean by they have the same sex organ  as male have? (bullshit) or equal as in the status women stand in the society nowadays? ( I think it is.. if not , somebody give me a fucking comment!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!! Well well well , assuming what am I said above is perfectly correct , equal as in the rank , then why men should open the door for women ( per se ) , maybe guys who read my blog now think I have been corrupted by the notion of sexism , HA! HA! HA!  SHUT  THE  FUCK UP ! , the point is you all are biased by the “fact” that women should be “opened “ by men….. if not , then maybe you agree that women are weaker than men…..&lt;br /&gt;Well forget what have I said just now , think about the “ must responsibility “ why should female well treated by males? And why the “must”? and instead not the female open for males , pull the chair and let males sit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Women have the same right as men do” .  hmmm , nice phrase nice meaning but bad action ! let me tell you something guys and girls , men and women are not equal . Equal means same , common and super imposable. But do women have penises? They don’t! what they have instead is VIRGINA!! Different meaning and different look… but here I don’t mean that women are inferior than men  ,just want to prove that the notion used is ….. not ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know when is the phrase created , but something for sure is women created this phrase is because they are too sensitive ! women are not weaker than men since when humans are created… maybe is because of the comparison of their physical outlook ,  and they cast some stupid / illogic aspersion to men that they are being tortured by male species. For instance , during the industrial revolution in Europe , women worked in the coal mine just like men did , surprisingly women was the one who complained about the duration of the labors instead of men until the government of that time had to create a new law..&lt;br /&gt;The duration of women worked in the coal mine were just the same as men did .  WHAT THE FUCK IS SO WRONG WITH THAT!?  Well , it is very hard to deny that women are so unpredictable and unsatisfying , that is so true… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108903067276395443?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108903067276395443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108903067276395443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108903067276395443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108903067276395443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/07/equally-distributed.html' title='Equally distributed?'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108791000394414070</id><published>2004-06-22T22:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T00:11:51.633+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Great expectation , sorrowful -- juxtaposition</title><content type='html'>Journey to sdyney can be said is something very lucky , something that we can't find in Melbourne....no doubt as people always said sdyney is one of the largest city in the world , ermm maybe , but it is more exciting than Melbourne for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before sdyney is totally wild and full of excitement , couldn't stop thinking how bloody fun sdyney is...planed everything in apple pie order , just waited for excitement with hope and patience :1) pack laguage? check!&lt;br /&gt;                                   2) air ticket? check!&lt;br /&gt;                                   3) underwear (haha)? check!&lt;br /&gt;                                   4) my primrose oil ? check! and&lt;br /&gt;                                   5)last but not least-----------------myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny:quit the crap!&lt;br /&gt;kenny: okok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well straight to te point i want to say , KING CROSS-the famous red light district in sdyney..whenever people mention about King Cross , the first impression of "sdyneyian" will think about is--hookers , prostitutes , strip clubs , gay bars and adult bookshops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confessions : i went there..&lt;br /&gt;My goodness! what the hell are you doing there!!??&lt;br /&gt;kenny: hey i didn't do anything ok? just went and walked on that street..&lt;br /&gt;much better...(pheeww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually , visiting King Cross is one of the main travelling reason for me and my pals.&lt;br /&gt;to reach there from our lodge , we have to take train and it takes about 15 minutes to go there..&lt;br /&gt;initially , waiting at the train station anxiously , imagining what will the street look like? hmmm...the gals must be standing outside , wandering around with a thick make up , offering prices to the people walking on the street...&lt;br /&gt;but thing didn't turn out as we expected , kinda weird actually , when we reached there , what we saw is a busy lane with construction was going on , loaded with drilling sound and the smoke odour filled over the street...the whole King Cross can be said that is in chaos , living hell....&lt;br /&gt;walking on the lane , tons of bouncers surrounded us , kept asking whether we (me and my pals) whether we interested "having fun" with the girls. What could we do was rejecting them and said thanks for the offering..surprisingly , the bouncer just smiled and left without any naggings , how gentlement are they.&lt;br /&gt;walked , walked and walked , untill we reached a spot which i can't forget for the rest of my life. Standing there , was a young and exhausting woman , shouting :" come ! we have a cheaper price than a normal strip show....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't help myself staring at her shouting to attract patrons , what was in my heart wasn't something funny or curious , but instead is melancholy and pitiness...what was in my mind was about her age! damm , although she wore a quite [thick make up] , but her [exhaustion] was obviously shown , just like a [sad] clown wearing a [happy] mask... &lt;br /&gt;i dunno why her image keep flashing in my mind , i have seen so many prostitutes in my life , but she is not even a prostitute , she is just a advertiser , but one thing for sure is my pitiness to her is definitely more than the others...watching her shouting , i was thinking :" are you sure you want to have this job ? " ..me myself doubt about it. Everything single human in this world craves for a good and well reputated occupation , nobody will sacrifice their bodies in exchange  with wealth and livinghood ,espeacially women....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women are borned to be fucked (no offence)!! , but to find somebody to fuck is not that easy though , they have to go through every single process (no matter hoow simple or tiny it is)...but to a hooker , things aren't that easy and they are totally different from what i said above , they can just fuck with anybody , anybody they want as long as the client pay the money....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm are those hookers cheap/LC/OC? many people do think they are sluts and homewreckers , but i just think they are normal , they still part of the society..ermm maybe i sound contradicted to what i said above , sometimes i think they are just "cool". Think about it , they don't have to labour to earn money , they don't have to worry that any problems that might happen to them. All they have to do is use protection when they having sex with other men , THAT'S ALL!! besides that , hookers are just like celebrities , endless of dresses , skirts , panty hoses , heels and make up products...and that what's all the girls in this world dream for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's the main reason why nowadays , 70% percent of the hookers populations are teenagers who between 18-20...materialistic world , easy money and vanity  i can say that causes this phenomenon widely spreaded throughout the world...well that's maybe a [good news] to those perverts "aka" pedofile..[bad news] is..DAMM! THE VIRGIN IN THIS WORLD IS GETTING LESSER AND LESSER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108791000394414070?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108791000394414070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108791000394414070' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108791000394414070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108791000394414070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/06/great-expectation-sorrowful.html' title='Great expectation , sorrowful -- juxtaposition'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108748712298698469</id><published>2004-06-18T01:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T20:32:20.743+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Husbandtown? or Bachelorvile?</title><content type='html'>Man.....are just like mustang , like to gallop around wildly and untamely...no boundaries , just do what ever they wish  , they like...&lt;br /&gt;untill one day, one sad day, they meet the cowboys (women)...&lt;br /&gt;still remember how the cowboys capture the mustangs? yeap yeap!! they use rope and make it into a ring shape and throw it to the mustang head...and PULL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's put the analogy into reality , when the mustang's neck is surrounded by the rope , they no longer can do anything anymore...just like in real life when the guys are tied by the girls...they no longer have the freedom they desire anymore (pity pity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it carefully guys , are you sure you want to marry? are you sure you want to sacrifice your whole to marry a girl you love? well, don't get it wrong!! i don't mean to corrupt you all to be single..i just want to let you know that , even if you don't marry , you still can love somebody , no matter is a he/she (haha). On the contrary , after you marry , things change dramatically.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask: Hmmm,what will change?&lt;br /&gt;answer: Tons of things , well , after somebody marry , of course some of the "natural rights" for them diminishes : 1) can't hang out with buddies at the bar anymore&lt;br /&gt;                              2) can't focus your peverted eyes on ther girls anymore&lt;br /&gt;                              3) can't really joke with other gals anymore&lt;br /&gt;                              4) change the diapers (if you have babies , haha)&lt;br /&gt;                              5) continuous nagging from someone you "loved"&lt;br /&gt;untill one day,  one day when you no longer can tolerate the sufferings anymore..what do you end up?---dejection, anxiety, depression and DIVORCE...(that's what the song meant by backstreet boys' " drowning in your love" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask: Thus, how to swim in the sea of love sucessfully? gracefully?&lt;br /&gt;answer: easy pitsie!!! Don't marry!!&lt;br /&gt;ask: Are you nuts!!??&lt;br /&gt;answer: Nope Nope... why do you have to marry? just to screw the one you love huh?&lt;br /&gt;ask: of course not!! not only that..&lt;br /&gt;answer: yeah yeah!! marry her/him to help to wash your clothes? damm!! just dunno what is the fucking wrong of being single , not marrying someone..tell you something honey , being a single (not nessecarily virgin , hehe) , as if granted a divine freedom to do anything you want..anything you wish that you never did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are the perks of being single? well well well , &lt;br /&gt;     1) nobody constrains your freedom&lt;br /&gt;     2) you have time choosing the one you like&lt;br /&gt;     3) your ears don't have to suffer&lt;br /&gt;     4) you can flirt with anybody you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After writting this article , i recieved lots of disagreements , "complains" and contradictory comments from my fellow pals and friends...&lt;br /&gt;well ,  to be honest , i don't care at all , screw them!!( joking joking) actually to me  , love doesn't exist at all , let me tell you , do old couple will still love each other as if the love they had when they are young?&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure abt you , but to me--NO!! i just don't believe that love will long that last....love is not something eternal , when hear somebody talk about eternal love , that totally bullshit , BAQA!! love is just like coloured shirt , will fade after several washings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main topic , if somebody ask me one day whether i am gonna marry or not...FOR GOD SAKE! DUH, NO!!! are you crazy ??&lt;br /&gt;bachelorville is so much fun and exciting,  everyday try new stuffs and beering (beer) with pals untill drunk like hell,  woo hooo , so fun man...(but that's so sinful)&lt;br /&gt;recalling from a sitcom i watched few days ago--"off centre' , the show just really inspired me a lot! in that show , mike (eddie kaye thomas) brought back a bunch of male friends and have party , (wow that's so cool!!) and they party like hell! tons of beers , guy's chat , sports and fooling around....so wish one day i have that kind of experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT!!?? THAT'S A COMPULSARY PERIOD FOR A GUY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108748712298698469?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108748712298698469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108748712298698469' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108748712298698469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108748712298698469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/06/husbandtown-or-bachelorvile_18.html' title='Husbandtown? or Bachelorvile?'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-10871174821790967</id><published>2004-06-13T18:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T17:25:42.716+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity</title><content type='html'>Poserlicious..actually i learned this word from Paris Hilton and Nichole Richie's new album (sorry no citation!! hehe)&lt;br /&gt;what does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;it means someone who likes to strike a pose (no matter how stupid the pose is..)&lt;br /&gt;is it nice to strike a pose when you take a photograph?&lt;br /&gt;maybe this question sounds sarcastic enough , but actually is not is because i dunno how to strike one...hahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;well, one pal asked me before ," am i good looking enough?"&lt;br /&gt;what should i suppose to answer him back? should i say no? yes? or i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;i ended up said something else.....something which i myself not that sure either..&lt;br /&gt;i said : erm i am not that sure.. BUT , what i know is in this there is no comparison about somebody's look...&lt;br /&gt;put it in a cruel way , if you don't think that your look is satisfying enough...then what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;put it in a gentle way , if you think you are not satisfy with your look , then improve it...there are tons of way you can make yourself look better , but i don't know how , you have to consult somebody hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mortals are borned to be vain....am i right? i am not sure actually....but it is just suddenly i can feel that the people around become so vain and starting to concern about their physical outlook...(sigh)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm is nothing wrong to be vain  , but the level of vanity must be moderate , you don't have to buy the whole wardrobe of dress ,you don't have to anxious about what shoes/straps you are going to wear for tommorow lectures , and every single minute ,you don't have to groom! you don't have to brush! just keep it natural and "light", nobody will comment about you anyway...for your information , beauty needs sacrificial , don't ever waste your life making over yourself!!&lt;br /&gt;(sigh)&lt;br /&gt;Today , i went to Borders to make sure i keep updated to the recent gossips....flipping through my favourite "bible"--"cosmopolitan" and GOD!! there is a section about how to make you pretty...then i started to think , is all this because of my "bible" that has corrupted the fashion sense of the society nowadays? Everybody wants to be unique , everybody wants the eyes to focus on their extravagant physical outlook...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;that's bad honey , that's really bad..! while i was thinking about that issues,suddenly a woman/girl ( i couldn't differentiate) with a damm thick make-up appeared just infront of me...oh damm... i looked at her in awe...it was so inexplicable , i didn't say she is ugly or what...but i think she will be gorgeous if she didn't any make-up at her face at all.....&lt;br /&gt;well that's life , vain mortals..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-10871174821790967?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/10871174821790967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=10871174821790967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/10871174821790967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/10871174821790967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/06/vanity.html' title='Vanity'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108696719231270778</id><published>2004-06-12T01:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T01:33:05.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'>幸福是怎麼???</title><content type='html'>hmm...some of the contributors here write their blog using chinese...so cool&lt;br /&gt;this is a mail posted by my friend...read it..i think is nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福是睡得好......&lt;br /&gt;幸福是您喜歡的人也喜歡您&lt;br /&gt;幸福是隨便走走沒目的什麼也不想&lt;br /&gt;幸福是冬天等巴士時喝熱維他奶&lt;br /&gt;幸福是看一本精采的好書&lt;br /&gt;幸福是想起心上人而偷笑&lt;br /&gt;幸福是情人用體溫為你送暖&lt;br /&gt;幸福是生活簡單&lt;br /&gt;幸福是和心愛的人一起看星&lt;br /&gt;每個人都需要幸福&lt;br /&gt;您幸福嗎？&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;您同意嗎？&lt;br /&gt;若要您和身邊的人得到幸福，請傳給每一個人，包括把這訊息傳給您的人。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一種朋友&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一種朋友,叫做損友&lt;br /&gt;是常在你心愛人面前挖苦你,虧你,吐槽你&lt;br /&gt;是常常扯你後腿,&lt;br /&gt;但他卻是個從不真正傷害過你的人&lt;br /&gt;有一種朋友,叫做開心果&lt;br /&gt;是吊兒啷當時多,正經八百時少,&lt;br /&gt;是常常惹的你火冒三丈,逗的周圍的人捧肚大笑,&lt;br /&gt;但他卻是個從不做出令你無法原諒他的人&lt;br /&gt;又有一種朋友,叫做真心朋友&lt;br /&gt;他或許不常陪你歡笑,但他卻是個能與你相擁而泣的人&lt;br /&gt;你或許常常忽略他,不常找他,但他卻是個願花時間陪伴你的人&lt;br /&gt;他或許不是詼諧逗趣,&lt;br /&gt;但他卻是個曾叫你感動莫名的人&lt;br /&gt;他或許不善與你哈拉,但他卻是個聽你說話的人&lt;br /&gt;真心朋友,他是個呆子,&lt;br /&gt;他不會讓你露宿街頭,他會為了你的棲身之處而到處奔波;&lt;br /&gt;他把你的事當作他的事;&lt;br /&gt;他不會讓你感到無助;他不會丟你獨自一人孤單&lt;br /&gt;真心朋友,是個呆子&lt;br /&gt;卻是你無法捨棄,一個你最愛的呆子!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108696719231270778?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108696719231270778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108696719231270778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108696719231270778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108696719231270778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post.html' title='幸福是怎麼???'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108677922582965572</id><published>2004-06-09T20:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T18:44:48.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave : a funny guy in my life</title><content type='html'>Hearing "everywhere" by michell branch...&lt;br /&gt;suddenly Knock Knock !! that fucking door knocking sound totally woke me up from my favourite day dreaming session.&lt;br /&gt;Aww, is him again!!! what else , come to our place and ask us (me and my housemate)wanna have a computer game or dinner with him...&lt;br /&gt;well i purposely ignore him , pretending i didn't hear him..but too bad , my housemate opened the door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;door opened , and stood a guy that really annoys me . Let's call him "J" , well i know this lad since last year , until now one and a half year i know him , i only can use one word to describe him===FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came in , routinely : hey wassup dave, wassup ken?&lt;br /&gt;dave : hey&lt;br /&gt;ken  : (don't even bother to answer)&lt;br /&gt;J    : hey wanna have dinner this saturday?&lt;br /&gt;dave : dunno , we will see about it&lt;br /&gt;ken  : (hardly bother)&lt;br /&gt;J    : coz i am leaving melboure soon.........&lt;br /&gt;ken  : (stunt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart , yesh!! finally this guy is leaving , then immediately i ask where are you going then?&lt;br /&gt;J    : i am going to england&lt;br /&gt;ken  : England huh? you are transfering there? which uni?&lt;br /&gt;J    : yeah , i am going there to study law , university of Derham(hhmmm where is it actually??) si i come here to ask you out for a dinner this saturday....wanna come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken  : ermm i am not sure yet, but i will go if i can. &lt;br /&gt;after he left , i was thinking, should i go to his dinner? is he going to treat me ( i am so mean!!) still considering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally...saturday.&lt;br /&gt;i went to the library to make some revision , but in my head i kept thinking about his invitation--should i go or not..&lt;br /&gt;if i go , i don't have anythink to say to him anyway (except bon voyage)..but if i don't go,  i feel really bad about it (no matter what , he is stil one of my friends)...suddenly my friend interupted : hey kenny , wanna go smith st. to have some roast chicken?..&lt;br /&gt;oh damm!! smith st. roast chicken!!!(my favourite!!! i already craved for it for ages)&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?! what should i do?!&lt;br /&gt;okok FINE! GOD DAMM IT!! let's go to smith st..&lt;br /&gt;during the journey to taste the succulent charcoal chicken was damm fun , damm cool , me and my pals were just talked and talked and i was totally forget about J's invitation.....untill somewhere around 10 , then i phoned my housemate and he said they already eaten.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doh!! &lt;br /&gt;well what can i do? time is not going to reverse back for me to join his dinner anyway..ok forget it , just think that things never happened before and everything will be perfectly fine....&lt;br /&gt;that night was hellish...i kept tossing and turning , blaming myself why i didn't go, not because of the treat he gives,  but because of the promised i made as a friend of him.....i know that if i didn't go and work something out , i think that i might not see him again since we are going to be separated by different continentals .But what am i going to do for him , should i give him something as reminder of there is a guy in australia who named Ken?&lt;br /&gt;In the end.....i did nothing , NOTHING!! i dunno what is the reason of me doing this...something just blocked me , blocked me of doing something for J.&lt;br /&gt;Hiazzzkk , what can i do now? he is left 2 hours ago and i was in the exam hall , thinking the question i don't know how to solve...maybe we are not destined to say goodbye to each other i guess...&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;wish him good luck in Derham and i will miss him...&lt;br /&gt;bye J..!!&lt;br /&gt;kampate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108677922582965572?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108677922582965572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108677922582965572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108677922582965572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108677922582965572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/06/leave-funny-guy-in-my-life.html' title='Leave : a funny guy in my life'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108590965121219255</id><published>2004-05-30T18:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T11:13:24.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'> stressful stressful (modified from joyful joyful)</title><content type='html'>Is it true that exam is one of the challenging moment in our puberty blues period? i am not sure actually , but one thing i know for sure (no doubt)--is fucking stressful...not only in our studies , but as well as other aspects in our daily routine.....(no wonder---pimples)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are quite different from other "occasions" to me , nothing is more tiring and bad tempered than it....for me, symptoms of my stressfulness is...the day of exam is aproaching seconds by seconds , and the heartbeat is pounding crazily , paranoidly thinking : study study study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like today for example....woke up and followed the daily chores: drank a cup of hot chinese herbal tea , and had a few pieces of chocolate chip cookies..(ahh how class and how matured looking hehe)then when the energy of foucusing on the studies has boosted to the maximum...suddenly a yawning sound from my housemate exploded the serene atmosphere: errhh kenny, what time is it now?&lt;br /&gt;oh damm!....hearing of this voice, something not good is going to happen to me..&lt;br /&gt;kenny: ermm is 11.45, nearly 12&lt;br /&gt;housemate: oh shit, i am gonna to be late..&lt;br /&gt;kenny: late of what?&lt;br /&gt;housemate:late for watching a soccer match&lt;br /&gt;kenny: huh!? but you said you are going to Vic market aren't you, we are runnin out    of groceries here dude..&lt;br /&gt;housemate: ermm can you go alone today to buy it , since i went alone as well last time&lt;br /&gt;kenny: oh shit, why you didn't say it earlier!!??&lt;br /&gt;housemate: aw come on kenny!!!&lt;br /&gt;kenny: damm !!!okok&lt;br /&gt;because of that pathetic soft heartness, i have to suffer again (i always like this, when people pleads, i just can't resist the begging and i end up suffer for nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok quit the stupid crap....oh ya, american idol ends today and Fantasia won the title..Fantasia is just fantastic , well to me actually there 2 contestant who deserves to win the competition , and it proves that my choice is accurate...one of them won!! yay!! ( but why i am so deovted to something which has nothing to do with me huh? how ironic)and for some extra infomation, australia idol is comming soon, but i doubt it will be nice compared to american idol.....&lt;br /&gt;after the american idol was a fucking interesting movie i ever watched--"what women want" with a pretty good soundtrack called "i am a bitch"&lt;br /&gt;here's is a part of the lyrics (chorus):&lt;br /&gt;"i am a bitch , i am a lover&lt;br /&gt;i am achild , i am a mother&lt;br /&gt;i am a siner , i am a saint&lt;br /&gt;i do not feel ashamed"&lt;br /&gt;the plot of that movie, maybe sounds a bit illogic, but freaking cool, the main actor (mel gibson) just suddenly granted a ability to hear women's feeling.....well, he used it the ability very "well" untill he meets Darcy (helen hunt).....&lt;br /&gt;comment for that movie : worth to watch it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108590965121219255?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108590965121219255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108590965121219255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108590965121219255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108590965121219255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/05/stressful-stressful-modified-from.html' title=' stressful stressful (modified from joyful joyful)'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108583347935664582</id><published>2004-05-29T21:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T12:43:04.346+10:00</updated><title type='text'>day of revision..</title><content type='html'>First quote of the day: "mens like cars just like adoring their precious penises..always thinking abt how big and how fast they are" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huuuu......exhausted , tired , stressed (fuck!!)&lt;br /&gt;but things changed after i drank my favourite ice lemon tea..&lt;br /&gt;damm ! the feeling is totally inexplicable...totally splendid and brilliant! as if reaching the stage of orgarsm..hehe looking forward for that feeling again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm today , i went to my uni library to relief my last minute panic....shit...but i just ended up doing nothing, shit, i was just crazily chatting with my mate , teasing and sarcasticing..(it was really really fun there)...what has to be blamed is me and the fucking time (it past so fast without noticing)(sigh)......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way , one other thing..today in the library , i can sense there is a pair of eyes..staring at me ,damm....is just like you can sense there is a sudden chill filled over your nerves , and your teeth is chattering...(no wonder i wore so thick just now)&lt;br /&gt;after i no longer tolerate the cold , then i started search for that "fucking" eyes..&lt;br /&gt;to my amazement , it turns out to be one of my tutorial's guy...actually i don't really know him..just ask a few b4....but one thing weird is he keeps staring at me..i dun know why (maybe i just overeact hehe)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes just want to ask him whether my face got some stains or not...(but dare not to ask haha)or maybe recently my hair has grown longer , then i just tie it...(but wait, i don't think this is the main reason he stares at me !!)then what is it huh? why the fuck you look at me dude? never been punched b4 huh? (wow , i am so cool , that's why i like myself so much)(shameless!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night , because realizing that i did nothing in the morning , so i went to my friends place and had an aggresive revision...well it works prety well tough (haha)&lt;br /&gt;so i was thinking ..hhmmmm maybe i should go to his place and study instead of the stupid uni library...(way to go,man !! yes yes yes , kampate!!!)after i went back to my home...i realised something tragic happened , MY EYES WERE SO RED AS IF IS GONNA BURST! AND MY FACE LOOKED SO PALE AND DRY!! oh damm! i need some sleep...( good night everybody!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second quote of the day: "men like to play golf with their mates is just like women  spending their time choosing the shoes they want"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108583347935664582?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108583347935664582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108583347935664582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108583347935664582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108583347935664582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/05/day-of-revision.html' title='day of revision..'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108570446413315205</id><published>2004-05-28T09:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T12:46:03.640+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>tossing and turning , tossing and turning&lt;br /&gt;damm , i guess i have eaten too much "kopiko" ( but is a good stimulant though )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing that i did this freezing morning , I SKIPPED MY MATHS LECTURE!!Grrr. The feeling is totally inexplicable (ewwwww in other words).....no good...&lt;br /&gt;and plus these two killing confessions : 1) i wolved down one and a half medium pizza (that's freaking fattening!!!)&lt;br /&gt;                                         2) i didn't study the whole night (just fatasizing what anime that am i going to borrow today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sigh)i am a sinner , my life is totally busted/ fucked up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok , here's a deal....(sounds very lame...)&lt;br /&gt;after the anime tonight....study for chemistry...(grrr i hate it man) , then finish up my maths (argghh! another thing i hate..)&lt;br /&gt;, wait a minute, why i make all these stuff...i know that i won't fully fulfilled it anyway (baqa)...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FACT)&lt;br /&gt;Humans are created that way... making some plans and ended up doing nothing... they simply make it for comforting themselves......&lt;br /&gt;but the cruel reality is ,they just day dreaming (staring to the sky and don't even realised that they are drooling)&lt;br /&gt;shit, i really need help.....can somebody tell what is happening to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FACT)&lt;br /&gt;humans are unsrupulous as well(is greedy....what's the point of using fancy words, man?)for instance , i made so many plans , just to hope to acheive something good , something pleasures me , something give me a temporary satisfaction....(what a tragedy)&lt;br /&gt;but what is the point? temporary satisfaction won't help me much , instead , i am deteriorating myself, making me worse instead..&lt;br /&gt;another example : one night ,(somewhere a week ago) me and my pal went out and had a damm filling supper (another fattening issue) , we went to hungry jacks..(nice!!)&lt;br /&gt;he oderd a upsized cheesy and oily whoopa meal...(note: upsized whoopa means a large fizzy drinks and a large fries---whoopa is still in the same size).This pal,&lt;br /&gt;he knows that he can't eat a lot (he has a small appetite i guess),but he still odered it....Can i know, what's the point he doing this? he just finished the whoopa and the drink..&lt;br /&gt;but the nearly untouched fries is still there...(piled like a mountain!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yawn)....oh by the way , yesterday, there is kind a big issues on hommosexual marriage (banned)..&lt;br /&gt;well , what point can i give? to me, gay/lesbo are just normal being..nothing wrong a guy/gal have a relationtion with their same sex partner..&lt;br /&gt;in this world , is only straight marriage acceptable? if yes what kind of rule is that? (curious)(curious)&lt;br /&gt;besides , what is the point of a sudden banning for homosexuality?....(i am sick of this stuff)&lt;br /&gt;it won't help the gays/ lesbo turning to straight humans anyway , instead what will come up is just some annoying rally and protest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108570446413315205?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108570446413315205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108570446413315205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108570446413315205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108570446413315205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/05/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108566805190560836</id><published>2004-05-27T23:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T00:39:35.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'>addictive</title><content type='html'>wow...i jut can't stop comming here and write whatever i want....freaking addictive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(finished watching face/off)&lt;br /&gt;what a good show i can say....(not the action part!).Espeacially the part when Sasha die...she still thinks that nicholas cage is her husband (actually is john travolta).......(what a devoted wife!!)why the director must give a death end to sasha, huh? she doesn't deserve that role . I think she should reconcile with her husband instead...(have a good ending)&lt;br /&gt;things always ended in a sad way...why is that so? does it sounds fair and better ended like that? (i was think that question untill now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for another example, SATC (sex and the city--another favourite)&lt;br /&gt;like samatha jones.....she adores smith so much (although she likes to have sex with other guys) but she just break up with him...coz she just get paranoid when she saw smith with another women together (even with a hotel cleaner).She knows that she loves him so much, but she just can't admit that she loves him ....(sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, people always qoute....god always equal in "everything"...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...is it true "everything"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108566805190560836?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108566805190560836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108566805190560836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108566805190560836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108566805190560836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/05/addictive.html' title='addictive'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126841.post-108565208648031011</id><published>2004-05-27T19:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T23:51:59.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'>day of depression</title><content type='html'>Dear dear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just can sense a surge of nemesis (my favourite word) is approaching me...&lt;br /&gt;just in a simple way = suai (bad luck)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;well why i just suddenly sign up for this blogger stuff?&lt;br /&gt;(angel side of me):quite intereting isn't? just like an electronic diary/journal&lt;br /&gt;(devil side of me): hell NO !! what the fuck is this???!!&lt;br /&gt;well i do this is for my pal whom i knew 3 days ago...he is kinda different ( in a way )&lt;br /&gt;this guy...when i talk to him...my childhood days just keep flashing in my fucking brain.. just think!!!how cool is he ....although he has nothing to do with my early days.....&lt;br /&gt;The day of my academic judgement (screw it! is exam!)is comming , but as usual i keep slacking around , lay on my tv couch and munching my favourite Doritos...God damm it!!&lt;br /&gt;when will i stop all this stuff huh???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126841-108565208648031011?l=kenny85.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/feeds/108565208648031011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126841&amp;postID=108565208648031011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108565208648031011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126841/posts/default/108565208648031011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenny85.blogspot.com/2004/05/day-of-depression.html' title='day of depression'/><author><name>Kean Isaea</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
