<?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-4367566600396130294</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:50:39.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathan Soon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-8591591293891924977</id><published>2009-04-29T02:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T02:46:28.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i asked, has been answered.</title><content type='html'>Yes, i am heartbroken. As i asked lord about the things and doubts in my life, and requested for an answer, may it be hard or harsh, and at last, the lord has answered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a post to record that i am now eating the bitter fruit that i have made. For i have refused to acknowledge the wisdom from the elders, and the lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my tears were dripping none stop, i ask for someone to talk to me, i feel pain, heart pain, so i decided to open the bible, and i feel relieved after reading some of the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord is great, for he talks to me and comfort me whenever i need someone to lean on. Although it is hard to let go of something which is so precious to you, but now i fear not, as everything will be back to normal again, as i dedicated my life as a servant to serve the almighty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-8591591293891924977?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8591591293891924977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=8591591293891924977&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8591591293891924977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8591591293891924977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-i-asked-has-been-answered.html' title='What i asked, has been answered.'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2110156368146679896</id><published>2009-04-18T17:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:05:37.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad and Happy</title><content type='html'>I feel bad for commenting when i arrived there, cause the overview of it was a hell of disappointment. The toilet and bathroom sucks, the dome sucks, the millipedes sucks as it was everywhere during night and we played games on a kangaroo poo field and it is impossible to avoid them. Well, ill upload the photos next time as there is too much to blog about, funny photos and sentimental events. Nonetheless I learned not to judge before experiencing the whole thing, so overall, the camp was awesome. I get to learn new things, meet new people and much more that i didn't expected it from before the camp. I never regretted going there and i thanks god that Cindy and Nelson successfully persuaded me to go. I miss the 3 days 2 night stay there and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is, Nelson went back to Malaysia for good, well yea, kinda miss that guy as he is funny and much like a brother to me. Although we only spent 2 month times together but i seriously thank god that i get to know him. He is the one who shared the gospel with me and brought me to his church. Yes we had so much fun together and i feel sorry that i couldn't say goodbye to him before he left. Well, i did tried to talk to him and i wished him to have a safe journey but he was sleeping that time. I didn't want to wake him up so i went back to my room and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life changed a lot since the day i accepted Christ. I thanks god that i was given this opportunities to learn about him and get to know more about him. Nonetheless, i couldn't do this without Nelson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Thank you Nelson and wish u have a blissful future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2110156368146679896?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2110156368146679896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2110156368146679896&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2110156368146679896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2110156368146679896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad-and-happy.html' title='Sad and Happy'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2421266980421760336</id><published>2009-04-07T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:27:52.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is lame</title><content type='html'>Ok now i am pissed, the internet just keep on disconnecting every 5 minutes, which that is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw u bigpond, which is the telstra company. We paid friggin big money to your company and yet we get sucky services. Wtf is this, u mofo pranked my homestay parents like providing best services or satisfying services which may please us, but u nvr did. Now we have to stuck with your stupid 2 years contract, @%E#&amp;amp;^@%# telstra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides slowing down the internet once its over the limit and disconnection over 100 times in a day, what else do u guys provide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, U suck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2421266980421760336?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2421266980421760336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2421266980421760336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2421266980421760336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2421266980421760336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-lame.html' title='This is lame'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1655937743474958763</id><published>2009-04-01T02:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T03:12:11.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April fool</title><content type='html'>Dang, i dont even know it is april fool until someone pranked me. Further more it happens all the time, and they never fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not fair...how come i got fooled by people every time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i tried to lay some awesome jokes and tried to fool people, but none of them was successful, in fact, i was offended...they said it was lame and some say was predictable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK FINE! MAYBE IT WAS, but...at least I've tried to fool you! HA! TAKE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is getting lame....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, note that this is a lame post, ignore it by any necessary means. Before u thought of slapping me, Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : dang the junk food, made me fat and there goes my life span! But on the other hand, that is my only comfort zone when i need something to munch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1655937743474958763?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1655937743474958763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1655937743474958763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1655937743474958763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1655937743474958763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fool.html' title='April fool'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2076276502161540581</id><published>2009-03-29T19:24:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:19:53.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2nd week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sc9lKTxRj2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/G4gPPpGauW0/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 594px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sc9lKTxRj2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/G4gPPpGauW0/s400/DSC00426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318580912727887714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything turns out to be fine, thanks to nelson for bringing me there though!&lt;br /&gt;I was quite a procrastinator back then, so i never bother going cause i thought there is always next time. But i was wrong, i have to make the first move to make it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 5.30am, i thought of giving excuse for not going to church, but u know what? I fought myself and i went to church instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the lord, i wasn't tired back then during the service, in fact i was quite energetic!&lt;br /&gt;I had picnic with my cell group after the service! Such a lovely place that we have found to lay our back and relax while enjoying dominos pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I like this photo the most! Oh, and this was taken by Nelson though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sc9kuwxYxvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PkX2UvZNnJE/s1600-h/DSC00413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sc9kuwxYxvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PkX2UvZNnJE/s400/DSC00413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318580439476651762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Relaxing under the tree while waiting for Yan Hua and Luke to get the pizza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sc9h-bpATcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/yfiVnf2RzZw/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sc9h-bpATcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/yfiVnf2RzZw/s400/DSC00415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318577410147372482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay! Pizza arrived~ Dive in everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sc9jign-e9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xj3mR5ZPGMU/s1600-h/DSC00425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sc9jign-e9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xj3mR5ZPGMU/s400/DSC00425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318579129472154578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we ate the pizzas, but some of us are still hungry, so we went to KFC!&lt;br /&gt;Girls went there by car...while the boys...sigh...walk there larh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2076276502161540581?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2076276502161540581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2076276502161540581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2076276502161540581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2076276502161540581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/03/2nd-week.html' title='The 2nd week!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sc9lKTxRj2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/G4gPPpGauW0/s72-c/DSC00426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4713439315929449127</id><published>2009-03-26T22:18:00.013+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:13:25.021+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/ScuDVU7pGII/AAAAAAAAAIM/hflrnbGsfos/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/ScuDVU7pGII/AAAAAAAAAIM/hflrnbGsfos/s400/DSC00384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317488187460360322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart of hatred mixed with joy,&lt;br /&gt;describe me in the words of yours,&lt;br /&gt;as the inevitable truth lies behind,&lt;br /&gt;those who learned will wish to be perished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who stared at the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;wish the time will be stopped for the scene,&lt;br /&gt;as the beautiful scene in their eyes,&lt;br /&gt;will then to be seen forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the blinds cant see,&lt;br /&gt;the deaf cant hear,&lt;br /&gt;but through the things they feel,&lt;br /&gt;it shall be indelible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the pendulum swing,&lt;br /&gt;everyday life seems an infinity loop,&lt;br /&gt;never the same, never will stay.&lt;br /&gt;life is as dull as that,&lt;br /&gt;never will last, but never will hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i am a blind man,&lt;br /&gt;hoping for one who shall heal me,&lt;br /&gt;who shall paint my life with colors,&lt;br /&gt;and take away my sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the resounding voice should wither,&lt;br /&gt;ill still wait, for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4713439315929449127?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4713439315929449127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4713439315929449127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4713439315929449127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4713439315929449127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/03/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/ScuDVU7pGII/AAAAAAAAAIM/hflrnbGsfos/s72-c/DSC00384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-8231272351968714862</id><published>2009-03-04T23:24:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:07:44.415+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I went to the city with nelson because i was planning to help him with his bank account.&lt;br /&gt;But sadly the staff doesn't allow us to proceed as he needs a student card from him. I then asked will he accept the student visa that proves that nelson is a student, but he disapproved, which then i felt weird for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us went back to the college to ask for his student card after i suggested it.&lt;br /&gt;Things turns down a bit awkward when the receptionist said the card can be done by today. After waiting for 30 minutes, i then suggested nelson should ask the receptionist that how long will it take for it. The receptionist, then added it wont be done by today as she has a lot of work to do, which that she added in a very cocky and arrogant way. Oh yea, nelson was asking politely for it and she went bitching it like, "if u were to ask somebody for something, could you please add a please, thank you", then i thought that was funny, cause she never did this before, what a professional "RECEPTIONIST" that i highlighted to put it in a sarcastic way, she never even have a smile on her face when she talk to the customer, which is us, the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, after the stupid receptionist turned his mood down, i then suggested to have a late lunch at han's cafe, then went to southland for movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Valkyrie, and it was awesome, starring tom cruise, and its about assassination of hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thats all for today, some personal issue that i am having right now and i will keep that to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-8231272351968714862?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8231272351968714862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=8231272351968714862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8231272351968714862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8231272351968714862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5001297975073653815</id><published>2009-03-03T14:11:00.011+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:33:52.917+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday</title><content type='html'>I am on holiday now, planned to go elsewhere but failed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion : i gonna be stuck in Perth for the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Nelson came and his mother came, which is the new guy.&lt;br /&gt;He is kinda quiet when i 1st met him, but he is talkative now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he is new, so i taught him how to go to school, and how to come back.&lt;br /&gt;After that, i brought him and his mother to Fremantle.&lt;br /&gt;*although i am not familiar with the place..lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around but not long, cause his mother is on a mission to meet her relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i bought these there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sazh3xvSC-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/O8SkJpbFbAg/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sazh3xvSC-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/O8SkJpbFbAg/s400/DSC00348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308866409123679202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which car will i stick on?&lt;br /&gt;Pajero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind other cars scratches mine, cause its cheap and they aren't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SazgmsSNjOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9W9IH9pX72I/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SazgmsSNjOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/9W9IH9pX72I/s400/DSC00345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308865016090168546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which car will i stick on?&lt;br /&gt;My dad's car, Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause its expensive and people will spend their lifetime working for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SazhQyn8RTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aJP5pPdL8ww/s1600-h/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SazhQyn8RTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aJP5pPdL8ww/s400/DSC00346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308865739346429234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which car will i stick on?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, haven't thought of that...so ill stick on Pajero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause people will be aware of me and try not to get close to my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SazhmSslhuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VdhibETLpIw/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SazhmSslhuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VdhibETLpIw/s400/DSC00347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308866108733097698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which car will i stick on?&lt;br /&gt;My mum's car, Toyota, or my dad's car, Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause its not cheap so ill remind them with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly....~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SazpV7axQsI/AAAAAAAAAHc/lCykLRvtf50/s1600-h/DSC00338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 325px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SazpV7axQsI/AAAAAAAAAHc/lCykLRvtf50/s400/DSC00338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308874623699468994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read my shirt u suckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao, it was taken in msia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is meant to remind those reckless driver who they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOI! IM NOT ONE OF THEM ARH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5001297975073653815?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5001297975073653815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5001297975073653815&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5001297975073653815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5001297975073653815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-on-holiday-now-planned-to-go.html' title='The Holiday'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/Sazh3xvSC-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/O8SkJpbFbAg/s72-c/DSC00348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5612727575042376187</id><published>2009-02-19T20:31:00.046+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:58:13.203+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies~</title><content type='html'>ok i admit i was slacking after my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uhm, the things that i said, or should i say the vow for not leaving my blog behind, okay, that was a joke.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to college, but seriously u know what? I hate to admit the truth that i am back to my quiet room. I did complained about how noisy are my siblings and damn...now i miss them and my family, A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention about my gf and her dog, oh oh, and her sweet mother too! I miss them as well! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically i asked my gf to send me the pictures that we took, which my cute cousin and nick are taken with us too. Yea....and i am still waiting for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here is some stupid pictures that you readers might want to see....or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1ExyZBVTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hqfO2DqdD6c/s1600-h/IMG_4776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1ExyZBVTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hqfO2DqdD6c/s400/IMG_4776.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304471558243308850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thatssss me! A picture from Nick who frigging cheap shot me when i was eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u know what? That nick distracted me by talking to me when i was thinking to pay the bill, and he was quick enough to hand his money to the waiter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;%&amp;amp;^@%#^&amp;amp;@%^&amp;amp;#! u NICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1HBAgwoeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PhMpHVyTJZI/s1600-h/IMG_4810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1HBAgwoeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PhMpHVyTJZI/s400/IMG_4810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304474018755158498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i risked my life uploading this as this is what my gf complained about what we had during valentines day...... *Hiding under the bed*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;guess what are we eating, i personally thinks that, it is romantic for both of us as the noise will prevent others to know we were sweet talking, although we didn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick cheap shot me last time when i was doing some stupid post in Denise room, they reckon i look like ju-on that time, was awfully taken so i suggested the 2nd ju-on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................... W A R N I N G ..........................&lt;br /&gt;-You are about to witness the most horrifying scene ever!&lt;br /&gt;-Before you continue / to proceed, viewers must be confirmed to be age 16 and above.&lt;br /&gt;-No heart disease and it is suggested with parental guidance.&lt;br /&gt;-Viewers are advised to find yourself a partner and not to be alone to witness this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consequences might be suffering mental disorder,&lt;br /&gt;withdrawal syndrome, or worse....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1Ij8B6dlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PKj4fUkzkkE/s1600-h/IMG_4822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1Ij8B6dlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PKj4fUkzkkE/s400/IMG_4822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304475718359086674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken when we were waiting the train to send nick back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary right? U better be, god bless u and amen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote.....&lt;br /&gt;Be afraid, be very afraid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if u aren't afraid....diu u la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 Of us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1KBxe-58I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ljdKHvG9Coo/s1600-h/IMG_4848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1KBxe-58I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ljdKHvG9Coo/s400/IMG_4848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304477330435925954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1NzYIA-6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5vePQ6YfVQM/s1600-h/IMG_4879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1NzYIA-6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/5vePQ6YfVQM/s400/IMG_4879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304481481157049250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, meet the lovely couple!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1LPLgYOBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/k6Q4yRW8CVE/s1600-h/IMG_4836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1LPLgYOBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/k6Q4yRW8CVE/s400/IMG_4836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304478660271028242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1MJ0I3HAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/g0pAgu_DYRg/s1600-h/IMG_4881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1MJ0I3HAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/g0pAgu_DYRg/s400/IMG_4881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304479667610655746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1LxzSg8CI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AA0xADsxuUw/s1600-h/IMG_4867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1LxzSg8CI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AA0xADsxuUw/s400/IMG_4867.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304479255065849890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yer, Dear...wait till we go home 1st la, this art are meant to be done in the room, not in the public la~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*she tried to molest me in the public, i don't know why, maybe she thinks its exciting.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment when we have to send nick home...suddenly Nate..on his feet..and...he...sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1MpWkIUtI/AAAAAAAAAGc/EcMwl5ws8KE/s1600-h/IMG_4880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1MpWkIUtI/AAAAAAAAAGc/EcMwl5ws8KE/s400/IMG_4880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304480209427780306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NICKKK! DONT GO! As nate acted hyper sad liddat for the sake of attention from nick, while that nick still giving a post like its a normal picture! WTF! AND SMILE WO! DIU~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1OAv69a3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/zLNXCWLjHXs/s1600-h/IMG_4812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1OAv69a3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/zLNXCWLjHXs/s400/IMG_4812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304481710883040114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok la, thats all folks! thx for viewing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By any attempts that you want to make, like sneaking behind me and bitch slap me with your slipper because of the most idiotic person that u have ever met....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dial 888-sohai-sk-888, and please hold while the operator will assist you and assign you your number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or please kindly visit &gt; www.IwantToBitchSlapYou.com/Nate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill let be happy to let u slap~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5612727575042376187?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5612727575042376187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5612727575042376187&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5612727575042376187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5612727575042376187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-just-flew.html' title='Time flies~'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SZ1ExyZBVTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hqfO2DqdD6c/s72-c/IMG_4776.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-973597284044419255</id><published>2009-01-16T19:56:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:12:48.975+09:00</updated><title type='text'>the loser is back.</title><content type='html'>Was very very busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not quite that it wasn't the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway been slacking around lately, didnt bother blogging cause i simply treat it as a diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it short, i only blog when its necessary or some special moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i cant wait to go back, its like 8pm sharp now, ill be meeting with someone i misses in the next 20 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further more, got my hair done and this is my new image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SXBpb5wx9fI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EWoLg28RpCI/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SXBpb5wx9fI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EWoLg28RpCI/s400/DSC00244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291845490243139058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome aye? ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, got to go, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wave....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wave.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i wave....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i wave on the mirror, waving to myself....*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-973597284044419255?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/973597284044419255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=973597284044419255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/973597284044419255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/973597284044419255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2009/01/loser-is-back.html' title='the loser is back.'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SXBpb5wx9fI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EWoLg28RpCI/s72-c/DSC00244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-7364662387008846823</id><published>2008-11-14T00:24:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:38:26.142+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The housemate is leaving~</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i blogged, but who cares, only me and you who reads it, aye? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry is leaving for good. Hmm, kinda like the times when my friend tease him and make fun of him, kinda bad but the old days sure is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i gonna be alone for the nest 7 days until my friend return from Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...I am bored....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-7364662387008846823?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7364662387008846823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=7364662387008846823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7364662387008846823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7364662387008846823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/11/housemate-is-leaving.html' title='The housemate is leaving~'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4199621959119673857</id><published>2008-10-08T08:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:21:39.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky, oder nein?</title><content type='html'>Lucky or no? I was late for today's class and thought of sending a text msg to Jimmy telling him ill be late for the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it wasn't the first day for me though, as when i was in the class on monday which i was informed that the institute couldn't reach the lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't call up and let me know about yesterday. As i was too worried about the class cause of *cough, lazy...cough*, i then rang up my friend and was able to find out that there is no class yesterday. The school double checked our number on the other day and ended up calling me while i thought i am late for class today. Hmm, ain't that just great, i mean...lucky i was late, if not, i gonna end up complaining like what jimmy did..HAHAHAH! so fcking crazy, he was like, "Dude! Why not the lecturer just tell the institute that he got an accident, that wouldn't be much more better! You are dam lucky man, as for me, i have to catch the bus back!" LOL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i was informed that there might be no class for tomorrow too, and the class might probably starts on next monday..sigh, i was thinking that this information was a flause, as they said that the lecture was on holiday, and couldn't reach him / her, then now, how can the doctor not giving the patient an exact date for the medical leave? That is just simply ridiculous, maybe the lecturer is still on holiday and they couldn't reach him, so make things up to make it look better. The problem might be the new schedule, maybe the lecturer got the previous one and not the new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these would be predicted by the institute, those sohai don't have to change the previous holiday that was just ended 4 days ago, which i misses my friends and family, and my beloved for longer! If the holiday was as usual till november, that would be just nice to satisfy everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, the class will be delayed / renew..sigh, change for nothing and now they change it again..wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4199621959119673857?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4199621959119673857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4199621959119673857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4199621959119673857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4199621959119673857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/10/lucky-oder-nein.html' title='Lucky, oder nein?'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1445000819101030977</id><published>2008-10-06T10:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:07:52.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>I planned to wake up and blog about this yesterday but was too tired to do so. Lol..please forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, payleng used to remind me about our anniversary and to my surprise, i was able to find excuses real fast like.. "OWH! i know, i was keeping quiet and planned to give you a surprise.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she will like.. "AIYER! liar! i know you will forget, you and your excuses!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol..well, i learned this from my uncle.. "OK, listen...i have an explanation, and if you cant accept my explanation, WELL...i have another ONE..." LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that will be my qoute of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : i love you, happy anniversary =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1445000819101030977?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1445000819101030977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1445000819101030977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1445000819101030977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1445000819101030977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4499057447889089475</id><published>2008-10-04T12:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T12:48:01.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Complains and the ramifications between life and feelings</title><content type='html'>As expected, the plane was delayed and ended up an hour late after the departure time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further more before that, i had cheese and chicken sandwiches,which cost me about RM40 for both!&lt;br /&gt;Wtf! Even the sultan wouldn't have that for their breakfast, although that time was dinner for me..lol..if pay leng didn't force me to eat, i wouldnt even go there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*so i complained to her and I was like..."IF MY SHIT DOESN'T COMES OUT TO BE GOLD! I GONNA SABOTAGE THEIR STALL OR I GONNA SELL RM15 or RM10 SANDWICHES BESIDE THEM!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was fine though, cause i dont need to be hungry for my short journey from malaysia to sg which i have to wait for another hour till the gate open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, why couldn't my dad get me a better airfare which links from malaysia to perth? Well, reason its because...it is cheaper, i dont know how much, but i do remember he said around RM200~400.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling dizzy and exhausted, but then managed to put myself together till i sat down and thought about her. That was when my tears started to drop unexpectedly, i hate to mention this but what can i do, i couldn't hold my feelings, i cant control my emotion, all i can do that time was close my eyes, and hope that my trip from singapore to perth would be faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i always sleep cause i do believe the time would passes faster, this explains why i seldom sleep well in malaysia though, cause i dont want time to go that fast...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends, and esspecially her...alot, haha...ownself ask her not to break down and be strong, ownself doing the things that she was told not to, how pathetic can that be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, i miss you, as i blog or think about it, theres something in my heart and making me to feel so sad till i can hardly breathe, which that happens on the plane when i was on my way from sg to perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that time i was suffocating, depressed, feeling dizzy and was like wanted to puke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4499057447889089475?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4499057447889089475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4499057447889089475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4499057447889089475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4499057447889089475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/10/complains-and-ramifications-between.html' title='The Complains and the ramifications between life and feelings'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6523822405875748867</id><published>2008-10-03T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:51:20.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KLIA</title><content type='html'>Reached KLIA around 5, was able to check in earlier than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special except for wandering around, although i am familiar with the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was trying to hold my tears when i see her, but as i went in to the bus or i sees her baby picture, funny, tears just slowly flow as i tried to hold in the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything passes so quickly, i never thought it would be that fast when i arrived KLIA from perth, which i had supper with my uncles and my mother too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping that time would fly faster so tomorrow will be january..&lt;br /&gt;Yes i am hoping for that day to come, as i miss her so much till i can hardly thought of the reality that i am facing now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time when we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, and i love you...lee pay leng, the one who i will only surrender to..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6523822405875748867?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6523822405875748867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6523822405875748867&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6523822405875748867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6523822405875748867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/10/klia.html' title='KLIA'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5084937451398040807</id><published>2008-10-03T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:57:20.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd of Oct..</title><content type='html'>This is it, 3rd of october, the day that i thought it was long before my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, everything its like a dream, i have to wake up and face the reality of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expect it would be that fast, but this proved to me that i can do it for the next 3 months. I hope i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't been seeing each other for like 5 months plus already, so 3 months would meant nothing to us!&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight pay leng, as i can assure you, time flies, by the time u realized that i am on the plane...or read this message, the day will become yesterday, and tomorrow will be the day that we shall meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This relationship has proved me right, as you will be the one and only love for me, forever..ill never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry about me, just study like the way u used to be.&lt;br /&gt;Ill call you everyday to talk to you so you wouldn't feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, we dont have to do this together again as this is not the worse that we had experienced..&lt;br /&gt;We just have to get use to it so in the future, we will understand each other more and wouldnt thought of other ridiculous things that we tend to think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Lee pay leng, will try to cope up without soon seong koon and I will not break down and as you read this sentence, this will be the promise that you read to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad to say goodbye, but i am already satisfied to the things that we have done together, every single moment, so overall, i am happy..i love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : do not reject my video conference when i call!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5084937451398040807?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5084937451398040807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5084937451398040807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5084937451398040807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5084937451398040807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/10/3rd-of-oct.html' title='3rd of Oct..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2530454707465403905</id><published>2008-10-01T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:37:18.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1 day..</title><content type='html'>1 more day..what can i do in 1 more day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can time stop, or just go back in time so i can do things over and over again with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End with dissapointment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2530454707465403905?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2530454707465403905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2530454707465403905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2530454707465403905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2530454707465403905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-day.html' title='The 1 day..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5724255317071064672</id><published>2008-09-30T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:15:15.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Random</title><content type='html'>Happy to be invited to a dinner which i never thought it would be that fun! I enjoyed it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..but i am Sad to say that i am leaving soon..and what is this kind of feeling which is pulling me down..make it stop..please..it is consuming me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill miss you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5724255317071064672?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5724255317071064672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5724255317071064672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5724255317071064672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5724255317071064672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-random.html' title='Just Random'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4268619133585569642</id><published>2008-09-25T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:20:06.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad la....</title><content type='html'>Cant sleep, care to ask what did i do when i was awake?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is random blog browsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i know, that is lame, but while i was browsing at people's blog, i found out mine was....pretty sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers : *You are such a Loser*&lt;br /&gt;Me : Whaaaat?What did you said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i do believe that is how a normal people would think about me.&lt;br /&gt;But ignore ignore! I am blogging these for my personal reason and if you want to know why do i still do sad blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASK ALLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pssst.....*&lt;br /&gt;*psssstttttttt..........*&lt;br /&gt;*jangan kacau ALLAH lah, dia sedang tidur la!!*&lt;br /&gt;*apa la luuu ni!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deng....suddenly count back the days i have in ipoh before going back to perth, WTF ni...potong steam aje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings now? Uhm...i am feeling......sad, joyful, pathetic, excited and....wtf...why blended to become an impossible feeling one? Sigh, theres only one answer...that is i am feeling crazy now..yes...crazy..nono! no joke! LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la...while blogging this paragraph, i was msn by jia yee and nick le, haha, ok le, i guess ill stop here and have a chat with them before my sleep and a long day to work le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4268619133585569642?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4268619133585569642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4268619133585569642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4268619133585569642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4268619133585569642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/sad-la.html' title='Sad la....'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-8532792044233678388</id><published>2008-09-21T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:32:09.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful day!</title><content type='html'>Had a wonderful time today! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay leng's mother invited me for lunch as she cooked wan ton mee.&lt;br /&gt;Have to say, it is good though. But i cant see the reason why they complained about the dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the best part is, pay leng has decided to play badminton with me!! =D&lt;br /&gt;*it was actually her mother and her sister who forced her to play badminton as she nvr exercise*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, played awhile with till she injured her finger.. =(&lt;br /&gt;Actually i was the person who injured her finger...i am soooo sorry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her sis played with us too, including my brother.&lt;br /&gt;*have to admit, her younger sister is a better player than her!! Oh dear pls dont hurt me when u read this...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner together in canning garden, was crowded with people but we managed to get the last table.&lt;br /&gt;*how lucky we are to have a table aye??*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, but time flies....although she asked me not to count the remaining days in malaysia before leaving to perth, but its on my mind, i cant stop thinking about that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill miss you....a lot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-8532792044233678388?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8532792044233678388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=8532792044233678388&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8532792044233678388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8532792044233678388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonderful-time.html' title='What a wonderful day!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6414654895082205315</id><published>2008-09-21T09:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:16:28.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SNW7fLzsqlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CbrNibtYFwM/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 405px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SNW7fLzsqlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CbrNibtYFwM/s400/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248307085190146642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 more days, yes...only 12 more days, i cant believe as weeks ago i started to blog about how excited i am to learn the truth that i am going back to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it to feel like if your lover is far away from you yet both of you are fighting to hold this relationship? Well, yes it is a painful experience for me, but guess what, i soon learned to live with it as this will be the person who i will live with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 more days, i hate to acknowledge the truth that i am going back sooner than i thought. The only reason that i couldn't hold back my feeling is her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am i suppose to live without her?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is Memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time that we spent together, talked together and etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get more pictures with her so i can remember every moment that we spent together. *though this is a women job...lol..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6414654895082205315?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6414654895082205315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6414654895082205315&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6414654895082205315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6414654895082205315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/memories.html' title='Memories =)'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SNW7fLzsqlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CbrNibtYFwM/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-480858326267880972</id><published>2008-09-13T07:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:55:33.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" &gt;Happy Birthday my love, may you have a joyful and blessed year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, cant wait to go out with you later~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH! HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-480858326267880972?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/480858326267880972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=480858326267880972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/480858326267880972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/480858326267880972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-my-love.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5010662597616131638</id><published>2008-09-10T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:36:15.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ramifications</title><content type='html'>Yes sometimes love can be complex, but hey, everything got its price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like my previous post, twisted feelings all blended to become love.&lt;br /&gt;*If that make sense to you lol..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks...just 3 more weeks in here before i go back to aus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i wouldnt come back to malaysia if shes not here.&lt;br /&gt;*Well, that explain how much i love her ;P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 3 more days will be her bd, yet she said its only a normal birthday for every year.&lt;br /&gt;But no, for me, every year isnt the same, its like, u cant hav an 18th birthday when you are 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea...basically for me all birthday is an important day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday in advance my love. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5010662597616131638?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5010662597616131638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5010662597616131638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feelings together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointed, upset, confused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet happiness take place too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is crazy, this twisted feeling...pls make it stop, its making me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2372286295743209831?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2372286295743209831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2372286295743209831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2372286295743209831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2372286295743209831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/twisted-feeling.html' title='Twisted feeling'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1802622966746451058</id><published>2008-09-04T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:28:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The within</title><content type='html'>i seriously dont know what do i want now, or what am i thinking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moody, devastated, tired, pressure...and much more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1802622966746451058?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1802622966746451058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1802622966746451058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1802622966746451058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1802622966746451058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/within.html' title='The within'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-8223682255131351244</id><published>2008-09-03T18:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:27:59.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that cant be described.</title><content type='html'>Life is hard if you are in the situation where the future people and your family needs you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the eldest son of my family, but what does that have to do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;I practically have to spend my time in the factory or company while i dont know whether that is called holiday or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working for free, in the sense of helping around as a clerk in my dad's company.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dont mind about the salary and stuff because i know this is what i am doing for, i am doing for my better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...time is getting shorter as i have to leave malaysia and my love behind..&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend time with her and i know that she is desperate in needing me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can i do? I have tried my best to persuade my dad but still, he is a stubborn man who never listen and only stand on his own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not complaining about working and stuff, but at least give me some time for me with my love, as ill be leaving soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month wont be enough for me, as now we practically only meets each other not more than 3 times a week. Duplicate it 4 times that will only be 12 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 books which is important and related to business stuff, and my dad was like, "why buy that wo, should this and that, bla bla bla, sigh...why does he have to shower me with cold water all the time...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time alone without her is like sleeping on the bed where the soul begin to wandering around aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is never interesting, but she lighted up my path and showed me whats fun and love are made of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But strange, i dont feel warm, my heart wanders around all the time..i dont even know what am i doing now or what am i crapping here, all i know is the purpose of living isnt to be sad nor dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont be cool with me, cause i cant coupe with the temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While replying, attention and the sense of love matters, lack of words and feelings inside a message will lead an opening sadness to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose my words carefully and will repeat myself if you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if the words i chose isnt relevant nor satisfy you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words may mean nothing to you, but your words to me affects my emotion and my feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, what can i do or who can i ask for help when i am in need for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some one to talk to me, happily, cheerfully, considerate, caring, and the tone that i feel warm...all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i am a HE, but that makes no sense that i should force myself to feel tough or happy when i am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still a human, who needs affection and tender from you like others do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partner shares the amazing bond together where not everyone will have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, 3 words to you..my love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENd..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-8223682255131351244?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8223682255131351244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=8223682255131351244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8223682255131351244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8223682255131351244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-that-cant-be-described.html' title='Things that cant be described.'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-8653568703687188260</id><published>2008-09-02T02:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T03:31:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday is adventurous</title><content type='html'>Went fishing on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; instead of going out with friends for badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to play badminton badly so i tried to persuade my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gramp&lt;/span&gt; but failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; bad as fishing is quite fun too, though playing badminton would be better as most of my friends are leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ipoh&lt;/span&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, its quite adventurous though.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention about the smell in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gramp&lt;/span&gt; friend's car, it stinks to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the smell of chicken, fish, vegetables and etc all mixed to become a pungent smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; not all, further more we are trapped inside that car with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aircorns&lt;/span&gt; on, windows closed and trip from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ipoh&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sungai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;siput&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*Haha, my cousin seong min complained to me about the smell and he is a bit unlucky as he has to sit on the box because not enough of space..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; a nightmare, otherwise the whole trip would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught some fishes, big fishes!!&lt;br /&gt;I was quite proud as i caught the most expensive and largest fish that anyone in that trip has ever did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up! As that fish will cost about RM50 to RM 60+&lt;br /&gt;If that fish is 1kg+, the price might be increased to RM100~150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fishing, we planned to take the same muddy route and guess what, we got stuck in a big muddy hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for us, a worker helped us out with a crane pulling the car backwards and it turned out to be success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all for fishing then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, i went out with my friends to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt; after having dinner with my sis and her friend in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;greentown&lt;/span&gt; old town &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;kopitiam&lt;/span&gt;. *Threw her back home before going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lok&lt;/span&gt; with my cousin and my friends though* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;A bit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;quarrel&lt;/span&gt; with the gf but we solved the problem out later though.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, we *sa fa chiong - in cantonese* all the time. =P&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt say its her fault though, as her bf, i should spend more time with her and understand the loneliness that she is feeling inside, but still, i dont know why i still tends to freak out when i  know she is going out, alone, with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dont laugh at me, not funny!!! Dont tell me that non of u guys will feel that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...its late now...should complete this blog earlier but i procrastinated till 3.23am.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ill get alot of scolding from my gf for staying up late, for sure...* GULPSSS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-8653568703687188260?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8653568703687188260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=8653568703687188260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8653568703687188260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8653568703687188260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/everyday-is-adventurous.html' title='Everyday is adventurous'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-3164122426005763728</id><published>2008-09-01T00:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:47:22.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 - sep - 2008</title><content type='html'>Its 12.30 am now, and i have to work on tuesday till the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;I might get some holidays from my dad as there might be some event happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what i fear the most is, when i were to leave malaysia, what should i do and what will she do?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i trust her, its jz that, when she physically needs me to be by her side, how can i do that?&lt;br /&gt;I am a pathetic bf who tends to call her only in distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do all sort of things with her just to extend our bliss of happiness that being stored in our memories which will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired, physically tired, sleepy and i am exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;But this feeling i carrying, will never be tired and will continue to stand till the day i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work, she have to study, i have to go back to aus and she have to miss me in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, distance relationship is hard, but i tend to keep this in mind, true love never dies.&lt;br /&gt;You supported me when i am in trouble and still love me dearly when i was away.&lt;br /&gt;You already gave me every single thing that you have, what more can i ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask for your love,&lt;br /&gt;I ask for your time,&lt;br /&gt;I ask for your tender,&lt;br /&gt;I ask for your attention,&lt;br /&gt;I ask for your relationship,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you gave me all the things that i ever asked and ever thought of having it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles on your face while your eyes looking straight into my eyes, this feeling, its just too beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not forget the smile that i gave you kay?&lt;br /&gt;Promise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-3164122426005763728?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3164122426005763728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=3164122426005763728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3164122426005763728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3164122426005763728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-sep-2008.html' title='1 - sep - 2008'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-79265168550905266</id><published>2008-08-29T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:19:34.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Today</title><content type='html'>Falling asleep beside her feels like eternity joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could watch her sleep, but as soon as i was on my bed, i am fast asleep..Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could hug her till tomorrow, watching her closing her eyes, saying good night with kisses that represents the heart shape within us, with love with joy which that will be the absolute bliss of happiness like there is no tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Do u know why i always wanted to hug u infront of the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;A. Its Because i want you to remember the thing which is happening now will always be the same. No matter what happens, death, sick or even getting old, will never change my feelings towards you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-79265168550905266?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/79265168550905266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=79265168550905266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/79265168550905266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/79265168550905266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-today.html' title='Today&apos;s Today'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1500704280872667269</id><published>2008-08-27T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:23:50.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 minutes till its over</title><content type='html'>Had dinner and stuff, yes, theres birthday pictures and my cake too, haha...lazy to post the picture here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill promise to post when im free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its my birthday, but i seriously dont feel much fun and happiness like i used to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why though, but i feel very uncomfortable, mayb i amsick...that explain why then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything that god has gave me, ill treasure the moment and memories with feelings until the day i die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1500704280872667269?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1500704280872667269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1500704280872667269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1500704280872667269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1500704280872667269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/08/40-minutes-till-its-over.html' title='40 minutes till its over'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-8866464516641284104</id><published>2008-08-26T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:42:47.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday count down in 24 minutes =)</title><content type='html'>Although will be my birthday soon, but i seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not excited about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mayb&lt;/span&gt; because of my friends arent around for me.&lt;br /&gt;Some are busy with their school work, some are far away, and some....are having school or NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike years ago, my gang will bring down my house, which my sis friends tagged along to join the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis asked me to celebrate my birthday when shes back...which is 3 or 4 days later than my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it seems ok to me, but my mum is abit superstitious and was like, "no people delay their birthday one larh~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i made plans for my birthday, like having 2 birthday in this year~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, 27th of aug, will go out with gf and spend time together..u know...only both of us..how nice it that~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, 30th or 31st of aug, which my sis will be back from sg and she will be able to ask most of her friends to join the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, i dont need present, all i want is the crowds, thats all.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-8866464516641284104?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8866464516641284104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=8866464516641284104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8866464516641284104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8866464516641284104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-birthday-count-down-in-24-minutes.html' title='My Birthday count down in 24 minutes =)'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5671420133625412675</id><published>2008-08-23T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T02:28:46.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL is a nightmare! Long live the Homopigs</title><content type='html'>Do not, ever ever travel alone in KL, u can never tell how cunning those homopigs are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, me and my uncle, went to KL to get his laptop back.&lt;br /&gt;*Have to be in KL or PENANG cause u cant find any APPLE repair centre in IPOH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back his laptop, yes, then my uncle went on searching that malay technician but was told that all the malays are gone for praying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u believe that? A malay lady, tell us that, all the malay went for praying, hey hey, who the hell is she then? MALAY MARTIAN? geez...u gonna be friggin' kidding me that time, we was laughing till we can hardly breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around in KLCC, nothing interesting, all laptop specs are shit and expensive!&lt;br /&gt;*Geez...tell me about it..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before proceeding to our next destination! That is low yat plaza, where all the computer addicts meet! We were fcking ripped off by a taxi driver, RM35  just to get there!&lt;br /&gt;*hey can u fcking imagine what he said? He told us that the fixed price is RM35 because it was a peak hour, yea right, peak hour at 3.30pm, my butt u indian money day dreamer! Fixed price my butt, he was fcking dreaming RM35 and there it is, fixed price Rm35 from his dream!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dont have much time as we were rushing that time, so we just pretended to be a stupid gold fish foreigner and went on a mission to the plaza because it would be very very stupid if he would to know we are local!&lt;br /&gt;*you know, he might say something like...LOSERS! What a friggin' loser for a local that got ripped off by me, dam...imma genius..imma entrepreneur!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, skip that shit part, i dont wanna continue how that indian is trying to be nice and kind to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...yea, we went all around the place, searching for a better model, up and down, down and up, or down down up up and bla bla just to compare the stupid prices and specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yea, we saw a monster machine, i didnt have a pen, so my uncle suggested we should take a picture of the specs but then a stupid salesman stopped us and say something like "hey, im sorry ahh, u cant take picture here la..perhaps a paper to copy the specs will do laaa". Geez can u believe that? They have no brochure for us to keep and asked us to copy down the specs by ourself without taking any picture of that specs!&lt;br /&gt;*What the fck is that, thats so not professional man!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything has done, shit, then it rained heavily when we was on our way to the bus station.&lt;br /&gt;*yeap, we were soaking wet and desperately trying to get a ticket from KL to IPOH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We searched for 3~5 counter and all of them are fully booked, well, theres some choices like RM30 and RM25, but hey, thats like a trip to singapore already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to search a normal price, around RM13, but it seems to me that the cheap and nice bus has already been fully booked, so we had no choice but to get the RM30 ticket instead.&lt;br /&gt;*We thought it was a wise decision because that bus is going to leave soon..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was told by the ticket seller to get down to platform 6, and yea, we did the running, but then there is no bus, so theres a guy, taking us to the another guy, and the another guy friggin' ask us to follow him to where the bus is parked or located at.&lt;br /&gt;*walked quite far, my uncle and i was fcking confused cause we walked out of the building to where we started our journey before arriving to the bus station.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here is where the fun part is, can u believe that, we...paid RM30 each, meaning RM60, for a Bus Sekolah? Fck that tag, we paid RM60 for a bus sekolah, and guess what, it took us like 4 hours to get to ipoh from KL! Yea, the bus sekolah was like 60km/h!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh....drive safe ma, bus sekolah ma...we are the student ma, on the holiday to ipoh ma, 10 or 20 yrs younger ma...thats why lo...DIU!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, that bus sekolah are even worse than my previous school bus which i used to catch to my school! So yea, basically laughing throughout the journey, making fun of ourselves while screwing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna tell u how sick it was with that sad bus! The seats are torn, water leaking from the air-corn, u cant switch off the air-corn some more, and that time we were soaking wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diu, if we were to pay RM5 for that cheap bus, yes, then thats something that we might want to be proud of! But hey...we paid Rm60 for that piece of recycled moving shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that bus driver is on a vacation and with that stolen bus sekolah, trying to earn an extra living while ripping us off with that piece of crap where it is slower than an 80's mini cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, they took the longer and the old route which they dont have to pay for the tour, fcking brilliant ass hole, taking the older route instead of paying RM2 or more for the new and closer route to ipoh!&lt;br /&gt;*Im telling you, that has to be a sick entrepreneur with a pink undies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like i said, we dont have any choice because my parent, they were taking turns to call me and my uncle just to check where the we are.&lt;br /&gt;*thats my parent~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5671420133625412675?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5671420133625412675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5671420133625412675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5671420133625412675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5671420133625412675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/08/kl-is-nightmare-long-live-homopigs.html' title='KL is a nightmare! Long live the Homopigs'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6951907969972573515</id><published>2008-08-19T13:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:24:25.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes its tuesday..</title><content type='html'>As above, i have to wait 2 more days for her to come back, well....wasn't that bad actually, although her mum extended their stay, but hey, i am ok with that, as long as her mum dont ground her from going out with me then is considered good already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my previous post, i am excited, so so excited to see her, we have been waiting for month, can u imagine that?? It's like, today is march, tomorrow is april~july and the day after tomorrow will be august. *but i never expect theres a delay in meeting her since i am back though.. ='( *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Add on -&lt;br /&gt;It has been 50 years, 50 years that msia nvr had a chance for a gold medal and here he is, lee chong wei blew up the last chance for msia to get a gold medal *AND HE IS A FRIGGIN' Chinese, never saw a malay been to finals for malaysia though!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u believe that? Even some population like 200k people managed to get few gold medals, including tibet too. But as for malaysia....geez, disgrace man, i dont know what to say after watched the match between the #1 and the #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for that match, it's like, dan lin wasn't facing the #2 in the world, lee chong wei made alot of stupid mistakes and its like, the #1 in the world was facing the #30 or #50 in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously that match, that china man totally destroyed him!! Look at the freaking score, i was totally amazed on how he lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, even i can do that! Getting 0 - 8 with the #1 in the world, its like, hey, ill just stand there, and please please destroy me like how u destroyed lee chong wei, 0 - 8!!! As simple as that! Now smile monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last round, its like the champ was playing around with that monkey, that champ totally controlled the ball and his play was like...HEY CHIMP! GO GET THAT BALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The champ, was playing the fool with chong wei and was toying his puppet throughout the game, and its very very obvious that the champ pity lee chong wei and gave him some points instead of annihilating him with 0 - 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That china man shouted like a babarian for the 1st score and that shout terrorized sissy lee chong wei*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Lin : RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! x 5&lt;br /&gt;chong wei : EEEEEEEEEKKKKK! what should i doooo?? EEKKK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i shouldn't judge them because i am nobody, but hey, thats the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6951907969972573515?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6951907969972573515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6951907969972573515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6951907969972573515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6951907969972573515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-its-tuesday.html' title='Yes its tuesday..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6473933159966371445</id><published>2008-08-15T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:43:20.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ the airport</title><content type='html'>I am online at the airport now..haha feeling excited, as i am about to travel back to malaysia! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she wont be around till tuesday, but ill wait for her to come back and we shall continue the romance! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ma brathasss! lol, triple J, A and others! xD *best dota kakis! salute 99!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure infinity kao kao i tell u, cause ill only have 4 days time with ma brathas....once shes back, u know...weeeeeeeeeeee! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of random post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6473933159966371445?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6473933159966371445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6473933159966371445&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6473933159966371445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6473933159966371445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/08/airport.html' title='@ the airport'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-7419120450613481710</id><published>2008-08-15T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T10:47:58.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>It was march since we we met, and can u believe now its August already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, everything that held beyond our eyes within the time will be slow, but things that blew  our life away and time will be the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do whats right for now, as it will affects your following days throughout your life.&lt;br /&gt;Seek for what you need, as it will guide your path till that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water your flower everyday, one day it will bloom for you, as you are the one who grant its life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s, can't wait to see you guys, and you.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-7419120450613481710?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7419120450613481710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=7419120450613481710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7419120450613481710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7419120450613481710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-7997993384185054737</id><published>2008-08-13T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:47:47.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last minute</title><content type='html'>I should wake up at 9am this morning, but i have no idea how i managed to off my alarm when i noticed was 9.30am. *Squeeze dou, late for study le...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I revised again while copying down those points which i intended to bring it along during the journey. When I noticed that i am going to miss the bus, i then rushed out leaving it on my table. *swt, ended up  panic throughout the morning*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i was afraid that i might fail my exam cause it was a last minute study, but then my lecturer looked into my paper and smiled, saying i will pass, dont worry.. *hmm, i tried to ask him to mark the test but he refuse to*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday will be my busy day, gonna wake up early and take my medical + xray result, then visa stuff and so on.... *thats not all, after that i still need to do my exam and meet up with my friends to have my hair done before night*&lt;br /&gt;Will do some shopping at night, cheese for my uncle to make a pizza and some souvenir for others. *i still haven pack my stuff u know..lol..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further more there might be problem as for my visa...i still haven't confirm whether they can approve or not, but base on what i have told, the chances of not going back to malaysia will be 1%, so hopefully the 1% won't turn out to be my bad luck for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers mate, i really hope i can come back soon to meet u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-7997993384185054737?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7997993384185054737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=7997993384185054737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7997993384185054737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7997993384185054737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-minute.html' title='The last minute'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6330055824337120033</id><published>2008-08-07T21:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:49:20.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Obstacles</title><content type='html'>Days ago, i was late for college because some stupid technical problem occurred in the train station. Some been waiting for an hour or more and some..like me,&lt;br /&gt;waited for 30 minutes+.&lt;br /&gt;*wasn't that bad compared to others though.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so frustrated about it because i thought i gonna miss my lunch vouchers.&lt;br /&gt;Well, lucky the new receptionist is kind enough to listen to my reason.&lt;br /&gt;*Unlike the old receptionist, who tends to get nasty all the time.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another thing is, i got screwed by that white bitch who i hated most,&lt;br /&gt;screwed me for using MSN in the class.&lt;br /&gt;I know i know, i shouldnt use it during class, but then i was reading that time,&lt;br /&gt;further more whats the harm of using it rather than sleeping in the class?&lt;br /&gt;I did all my project and my class work, replying a message in msn for 5 sec isnt a serious case.&lt;br /&gt;*conclusion, yet, she is being bitchy all the time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...today, when i was planning to go home early, the freaking train delayed&lt;br /&gt;because some stupid passenger, or should i say tourist, failed to be on time where&lt;br /&gt;they should be gathered, thats y the train was waiting for them for like 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;And u know, waiting for them 10 minutes ended up missed the 3.18pm bus.&lt;br /&gt;*so yea, ended up usual time, 3.48pm bus, fckkkk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of things to do, my agent left me with medical check up appointment, x-ray,&lt;br /&gt;visa and lots more! Not to mention my class work too, which i have to do project and exams.&lt;br /&gt;*time constraint, 12th will be my check up, 13th and 14th will be my exam, 15th will be the day that im going back, before going back, i have to make sure i finish everything, if not i would have to change the air fare again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i couldnt breath, just able to call someone, someone who is far away from me yet knowing me where i stand for her. All i need is a sweet talk to her, thats all i need to strengthen up myself and push away the obstacles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6330055824337120033?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6330055824337120033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6330055824337120033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6330055824337120033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6330055824337120033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/08/obstacles.html' title='The Obstacles'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6747127076233965138</id><published>2008-07-31T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:22:01.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolute</title><content type='html'>Theres no absolute sadness in this world,&lt;br /&gt;even the storm will have the rainbow which represent..&lt;br /&gt;a new sunny day of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong my love, be strong,&lt;br /&gt;for you will be granted the pursuit of happiness with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not my love, fear not,&lt;br /&gt;as i will be by your side,&lt;br /&gt;and walk the path of love till the end of our path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the following days may seems like an infinite loop,&lt;br /&gt;although the sea which appears to be on the verge of sinking,&lt;br /&gt;but, my life, ill trade in for your pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wishes, ride on the wind, ring the bell of the daybreak&lt;br /&gt;just like a bird, my wishes over the airspace,&lt;br /&gt;cross through the countless waves, stand against tomorrow, protecting you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill fly across the sky, carrying my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;without turning back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : as a Virgo, i am inclined to believe fate is being sentimental to me :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6747127076233965138?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6747127076233965138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6747127076233965138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6747127076233965138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6747127076233965138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/07/absolute.html' title='Absolute'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-9000779118660237132</id><published>2008-07-22T19:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:36:24.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BATMAN! ta dada daaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SIXTnAgyUBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cn1GaZNwIUA/s1600-h/The-Dark-Knight-logo-1247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SIXTnAgyUBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cn1GaZNwIUA/s400/The-Dark-Knight-logo-1247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225815609739202578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Batman Batman Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, everyone is talking about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was about to go out,  the television was commenting about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Dark knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the spot light goes to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;JOKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, talking about how good is he *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;and there goes the rhythm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering why the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;JOKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; is more famous than the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Well,  its like...the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt; right? Instead of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;JOKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; should have all the attention in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..that time, people who hasn't seen it yet, like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...wouldn't know much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty amazed when the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;2.45 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; show are mainly on the actor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/span&gt;, who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; plays the role as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;JOKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Which was brilliant, fantastic...and clap clap for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously thought that, people only give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the award after his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. But thats not it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;He &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; deserves it and i was pretty impressed by they way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; acted as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;JOKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;His&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;cunning plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;devilment act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;screwing people mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; was something that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; might want from a true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;villain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;unlike Ace Ventura who played the role as the JOKER in the previous Batman movie, can't be compared at all! Which was then long long time ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;TWO FACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'s face looks so real until i got so annoyed when it screens his eye ball is looking around while his teeth and face is like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;ewww...but the graphic for it, was outstanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;....the same old thing, fighting crime like there is no tomorrow, didn't actually caught my attention. But some part like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; driving the Lamborghini, flying *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;not actually flying...floating in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;* and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turn with his motor after his killer move on the truck was in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;exception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sad that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is dead. But i don't give a shit though, because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Maggie Gyllenhaal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.. is...ugly...LOL! *WHY CANT THEY PUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;JESSICA ALBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; IN THAT MOVIE HUH? Cause probably ill cry if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i always wanted something like that, long enough to entertain the audience while the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Gotham city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;tortured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;chaotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;treacherous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; event are taken place by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;JOKER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, while yea...crime fighting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, A.K.A the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; was quite interesting too. *did i mentioned that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; role was a bit normal?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..well, thanks for reading...and..*fck u Alan for making me wait you for an hour* LOL! jks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-9000779118660237132?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/9000779118660237132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=9000779118660237132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/9000779118660237132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/9000779118660237132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/07/batman-ta-dada-daaaa.html' title='BATMAN! ta dada daaaa!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SIXTnAgyUBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cn1GaZNwIUA/s72-c/The-Dark-Knight-logo-1247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-634070905904686069</id><published>2008-07-22T03:13:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:20:52.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination ........... VS ........... Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITWLjN4U-I/AAAAAAAAADc/LMAqPnIb0NA/s1600-h/DSC05116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225536961576981474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITWLjN4U-I/AAAAAAAAADc/LMAqPnIb0NA/s200/DSC05116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITaV2ZZUII/AAAAAAAAAEE/S0F7nI79JDA/s1600-h/DSC05119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225541536570757250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITaV2ZZUII/AAAAAAAAAEE/S0F7nI79JDA/s200/DSC05119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;VS&lt;/span&gt; &gt; .................... &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Motivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Motivation&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;impressed&lt;/span&gt; that Jonathon is able to &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;motivate&lt;/span&gt; himself and have a strong will to study and catch up his lesson while i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately i have been staying up late, doing nothing but random web browsing and gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the school gave me too much time to rest, that's why i can't limit my time and do my work.&lt;br /&gt;*LOLL! NO NO I AM NOT &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;COMPLAINING&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;BLAMING&lt;/span&gt;!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project wasn't that &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;, but i still don't get it! Why can't i just finish it then go on holiday instead of &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;procrastinating&lt;/span&gt; my work? I looked into my project task but refuse to start, because it is complicated, and you know, i hate complex shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My works are being &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;procrastinated&lt;/span&gt; till now, and i still can't get it done!&lt;br /&gt;Deadline are coming soon, but it seems that i wasn't determined enough to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;*For a short and simple sentence for this, i am LAZY!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the work that i left behind, i am excited to watch &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt; though! LOLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ain't YOU &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Pathetic&lt;/span&gt;??*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITaBzuZ1KI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IPbTB8SEhYY/s1600-h/DSC05114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225541192256181410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITaBzuZ1KI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IPbTB8SEhYY/s200/DSC05114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1............... Huh? &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;PATHETIC&lt;/span&gt;? Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITbVR3sjbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ityzYSI4_xo/s1600-h/DSC05124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225542626277363122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITbVR3sjbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ityzYSI4_xo/s200/DSC05124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2........... SAY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITcBmuMmeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iZvzcISIULM/s1600-h/DSC05129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225543387788909026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITcBmuMmeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iZvzcISIULM/s200/DSC05129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3........ WHO U CALLING &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;PATHETIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK jokes over...enough of my stupidity already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Ill be starting it soon as the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;deadline&lt;/span&gt; is on Monday (28/7/08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tssk tsskk...&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;no good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;seong koon is still &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;procrastinating&lt;/span&gt; it..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..got to go, tata for now! *as i have to wake up early to meet up my friend to watch &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,153); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***isshh...acts above really reflects my &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;stupidity&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;maturity&lt;/span&gt;...***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-634070905904686069?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/634070905904686069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=634070905904686069&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/634070905904686069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/634070905904686069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/07/procrastination-vs-motivation.html' title='Procrastination ........... VS ........... Motivation'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SITWLjN4U-I/AAAAAAAAADc/LMAqPnIb0NA/s72-c/DSC05116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5031599691402959028</id><published>2008-07-15T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:33:46.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday~</title><content type='html'>I am aware that i have an appointment with my lecturer at 10am and have to meet up my friend at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8.25am, but i went back to sleep till 8.45am cause i procrastinated in getting up as i am too lazy to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things that i was looking forward to do is, watching Hancock!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKIP SKIP SKIP through the lecturer thingy cause it was boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i had lunch with my friend, and i ordered a coffee freeze which suppose to come before my meal, but it turned out to be after, wayyyyy after my meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited long for that coffee freeze and i was amazed when my friend asked me questions like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*He saw a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; coffee*&lt;br /&gt;Him : Hey Bro, is that your coffee on that counter table?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Bro, mine is coffee &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;freeze&lt;/span&gt;, its meant to be cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : Oh OK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3 minutes later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*another &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; coffee showed up*&lt;br /&gt;Him : HEY BRO! IS THAT YOUR COFFEE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : GAY! I ORDERED A COFFEE &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;FREEZE&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;FREEZEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;! IT..IS..MEANTT..TO..BE...COLDDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : Oh OK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Does that look cold to you? wtf wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, then he got a bit pissed of with the delay and decided to talk to the waitress, which then the waitress apologized for the 2nd time as the 1st time she forgotten when my friend reminded her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after i had my coffee, i wasnt that happy though, cause i lost my sense of indulgence..LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we was on our way to the cinema, i asked him question like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : what will people think if they see us holding hands together while skipping our way to the cinema? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : ahhh! its okay, people wouldnt see us as homo cuz they will ask us questions 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : what will they ask? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : People will ask us things like, hey..are u a gay? and ill say to them that, oh..we arent gay, we are just pretending to be a gay, and we are planning to hav sex, and yes! we are still pretending to be a gay as having sex together looks real, perfect for a pretending gay game!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YULK,, PUI PUI!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..He, was apparently a bit &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;higher&lt;/span&gt; than me..NONO! NOT A BIT! LOL! WAS WAY WAYYY &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HIGHER&lt;/span&gt; THAN ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hancock are good, pretty decent i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;As i talked about Hancock to my gf, she was like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her : In fact, its like theres no villain at all.. *after me saying that, the problem with Hancock is, there isnt much villain out there*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post...is a bit random and pointless though, and i dont even know what should i do / what am i doing at this time..LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! LOOK AT THE TIME! I SHOULD BE GOING NOW!&lt;br /&gt;*GULP, my gf gonna kill me....for staying up late*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of random / pointless post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5031599691402959028?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5031599691402959028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5031599691402959028&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5031599691402959028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5031599691402959028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday.html' title='Monday~'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5753946816495070965</id><published>2008-07-09T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:55:10.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Of The Day</title><content type='html'>#1 - So Damaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZdS0ZX4OCaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZdS0ZX4OCaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - No Promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iT28V2dYsV4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iT28V2dYsV4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about anything here, but these perfectly describe my feelings now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5753946816495070965?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5753946816495070965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5753946816495070965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5753946816495070965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5753946816495070965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-promises.html' title='Song Of The Day'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4596886752129039248</id><published>2008-07-06T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:03:12.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hancock GodLike Sneakers</title><content type='html'>I wanted to watch Hancock, but I'm stuck in Australia...&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong, Perth still haven't release That Movie yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, Will Smith is such a good actor.&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed by the way he acts in his show, perfectly the reason why he is my idol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't want to go much into him now as thats not the reason why i started this topic, so lets cut the chase shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i looked into the trailer and Hancock's picture, i noticed one thing, that is....he is wearing the same pair of sneakers thats i have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SHCwUu8ylPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jCPKCBB4paI/s1600-h/will-smith-air-jordan-1-black-toes-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SHCwUu8ylPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jCPKCBB4paI/s320/will-smith-air-jordan-1-black-toes-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219865838369281266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SHCyJZx_ogI/AAAAAAAAACI/IQt3MNBB010/s1600-h/will-smith-air-jordan-1-black-toes-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SHCyJZx_ogI/AAAAAAAAACI/IQt3MNBB010/s320/will-smith-air-jordan-1-black-toes-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219867842731549186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...heres mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SHCy0bT_OuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LZBUMUH65os/s1600-h/DSC00896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SHCy0bT_OuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LZBUMUH65os/s320/DSC00896.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219868581876939490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH OHHH!! HERES ANOTHER ONE! LOL! *Thats my friend, trying to figure out did i actually steal it from Him?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SHCxJLamtNI/AAAAAAAAACA/QEiE4NRp9GI/s1600-h/DSC00664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SHCxJLamtNI/AAAAAAAAACA/QEiE4NRp9GI/s320/DSC00664.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219866739363722450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! yea, hehehe..and thats the end of this post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Extras*&lt;br /&gt;- Picture above are taken last year when i was on holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Todays Quote*&lt;br /&gt;-Be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt;...be very very &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt;..LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4596886752129039248?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4596886752129039248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4596886752129039248&amp;isPopup=true' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4596886752129039248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4596886752129039248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/07/hancock-godlike-sneakers.html' title='Hancock GodLike Sneakers'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SHCwUu8ylPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jCPKCBB4paI/s72-c/will-smith-air-jordan-1-black-toes-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-7129803369808866601</id><published>2008-07-02T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:52:47.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kebab Shop</title><content type='html'>Had Fish and Chips for lunch, taste are still the same though, which is bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Before..&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kebab Shop 2/9/07 12pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Friendly&lt;/strong&gt; Staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Free&lt;/em&gt; Sauce &lt;br /&gt; *Although it's written $0.50 for it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Good Service&lt;br /&gt; *They insisted making a new kebab for me although it's my mistake*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aussie Environment&lt;br /&gt; *Smiley face and good manner staff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;and After..&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kebab Shop 2/7/08 12pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Retard&lt;/strong&gt; Staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;$1&lt;/em&gt; Sauce&lt;br /&gt; *They tricked me by asking me politely, "any sauce?", then charged me &lt;em&gt;$1&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bad Service&lt;br /&gt; *Being stingy for an extra piece of tissue paper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Malaysian Environment&lt;br /&gt; *Mean Look, bad manner*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did fight for a piece of tissue paper, but their reply was, u only need one, so yea, i lost the "&lt;em&gt;DUEL&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't notice the $1 sauce after my friend told me that they charged extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a piece of plastic in my fish and chips. I was like, "WTF? ARE THEY TRYING TO FKING MURDER ME?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think they will attract any more customer though, cause most of them *including me and my friends* will be having our lunch in the Japanese Restaurant next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, about the Japanese Restaurant..&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Friendly&lt;/strong&gt; Staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Sexy&lt;/em&gt; Staff *except their boss* (Dear Please Don't Kill Me, i can explain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Pretty&lt;/em&gt; Staff *except their boss* (Same As Above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TV for entertaining us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Delicios + healthy food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Good Service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Japanese + Aussie Environment&lt;br /&gt; *smiley face and good manner staff, including their boss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I hope that she's fine and will recover from her tonsils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-7129803369808866601?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7129803369808866601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=7129803369808866601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7129803369808866601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7129803369808866601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/07/kebab-shop.html' title='The Kebab Shop'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6982194956453123561</id><published>2008-07-01T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:33:08.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored..wee wang wang~</title><content type='html'>Its 1pm and lecturer still hasnt show up, although he told us like he will be late but i nvr thought he would be "THAT" late..lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats okay, cause i was snoring in the class back then while waiting him.&lt;br /&gt;*actually i should be doing my work as told but while nobody is motivating me, i cant be bothered to do so then*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr, lost my $10 voucher cause i was late to school, i seriously dont have the intention of doing so like being late for class. I knew the lecturer are gonna be late so i thought its the same of sleeping in the class rather than at home losing my $10 lunch vouchers while having 1 hour good sleep on bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really planned to fight back my voucher from the receptionist but...i couldnt find her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i dont know why i started to blog though, lol..as my blog are always lifeless to max, such a sad blog.. *emo-ing at the corner with puppy eyes now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK EMOS OVER! SNAP IT OUT SKSOON! U STILL HAVE TONS OF WEB BROWSING TO DO...IN CLASS! wtf, shouldn't i be doing my work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6982194956453123561?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6982194956453123561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6982194956453123561&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6982194956453123561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6982194956453123561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/06/boredwee-wang-wang.html' title='Bored..wee wang wang~'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-3914839390111531617</id><published>2008-06-04T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:52:52.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come closer to me..</title><content type='html'>Come closer to me, can u read my lips?&lt;br /&gt;Look at my eyes, can u read the words i want to say?&lt;br /&gt;Come beside me, can u feel how i feel while i am holding your hand on my chest?&lt;br /&gt;Look at my tears, do u know how much it feels inside?&lt;br /&gt;Come listen to my heart, do u know how fast it is beating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath softly for a moment and listen to what my heart want to say..&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me softly to show how tender you are..&lt;br /&gt;Hug me tightly to show how much you love me..&lt;br /&gt;Pinch me hard to tell me that this is called love and its real..&lt;br /&gt;showing me that i am not dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st kiss will be unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st word will be unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st hug  will be unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always tired with me, me..as a burden felt pathetic as ever&lt;br /&gt;You are always sad with me, me..as the reason felt ashamed as ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you, forgiving me again and again, showed me how much u love me&lt;br /&gt;But me, who took it for granted, showed how selfish i am&lt;br /&gt;And you, didn't care how bad i am, showed how much u love me&lt;br /&gt;But me, who acted like nothing, revealed my stupidity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting silly and stupid reflects my maturity..&lt;br /&gt;Crying at the corner reflects how much i feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, is never easy, it is because that..&lt;br /&gt;You need 2 person to make it happen&lt;br /&gt;You need to have a lot of abilities to make it happen&lt;br /&gt;You need to endure and being generous in forgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart aches as if a thousand dagger stabbed my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Heartache hurts than anything in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant breath now as if my heart are stopping my lungs from moving.&lt;br /&gt;Make it stop..please, i am begging you. &lt;br /&gt;Its torturing me like i never felt this torturous before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never put anything or anyone above you, because i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, thats all i can say, more than words, more than anything, more than my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-3914839390111531617?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3914839390111531617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=3914839390111531617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3914839390111531617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3914839390111531617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/06/come-closer-to-me.html' title='Come closer to me..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1210663220665599686</id><published>2008-05-13T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:02:26.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as tedious as ever</title><content type='html'>My assignments and studies are disturbing my sleep lately.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my assignment stressed me sometime but at last i managed to type over 2000 words to my lecturer on an impossible topic which he requested.&lt;br /&gt;Presentation was ok as everyone loves my speech and the way i present, so yea, hard work jz paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done the 1st and 2nd exam which i jz managed to pass though.&lt;br /&gt;Although i passed my test but dam, im worried about my last test which is the 3rd one cuz i know my lecturer wont be lenient this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, lol...i forgot to mention about my new hairstyle, well, truly disaster, i thought bald would be nice but dam...it looks hilariously disturbing when i was looking at the mirror trying to get some normal pose with my new absolute fantastic hairstyle, or hairless-style. *well not hairless, just...dam shortttt can die*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went clubbing once in aus. Well, i dont really like it though, but i have no choice as my friends asked me lots of time and i seriously dont know how many times ive declined them. Anyway, i suppose that will be my 1st and final time, cuz i hate it, dont wanna mention about it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fking miss my old days especially my hair. While i usually swing my head with my long hair in front of my sis, which she mocked me and follow the way i swing are so funny till i can pinch her hard!! LOLZZZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My missing list&lt;br /&gt;i miss my her *soooo sooooooooo much* :(&lt;br /&gt;i miss my car *well, it belongs to my mum...but hey! it can be considered mine!* :P&lt;br /&gt;i miss my house *alotttt alotttttt* :/&lt;br /&gt;i miss my piano *finger itchy when i think of it* :(&lt;br /&gt;i miss my guitar *almost forgotten all the notes, trying to learn back though* :X&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family *yea, every single one of them* :)&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends *all of them, i soooo gonna hang out with them when i go back* :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1210663220665599686?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1210663220665599686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1210663220665599686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1210663220665599686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1210663220665599686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-tedious-as-ever.html' title='as tedious as ever'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5832123063597932657</id><published>2008-05-08T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T20:48:37.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something new</title><content type='html'>Drawn in the night sky, the story connecting the stars, that the illusion of the yearning heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill be watching u like stars above glittering just for you.&lt;br /&gt;When u wake up, ill be missing you while camouflage behind the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sunny sun which shines our love,&lt;br /&gt;You tattoo my heart with your presence which i will never feel alone,&lt;br /&gt;your scent which i remembered hallucinates as i thought of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love requires lots of abilities instead of only a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;It includes sadness, happiness, adrenaline rush and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will just keep on cycle all the time cause its infinite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5832123063597932657?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5832123063597932657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5832123063597932657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5832123063597932657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5832123063597932657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/05/something-new.html' title='something new'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6048520265442141545</id><published>2008-04-10T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:41:57.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i have to say is......</title><content type='html'>You'll surely forget that the sadness heaped on your shoulders is embraced by the hands of a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping out the usual exit.&lt;br /&gt;Matching the flow of passers-by, everyday..&lt;br /&gt;Faint lights shines in town just after the rain, looking up to the sky, rainy day..&lt;br /&gt;Rain stops, avoiding cars to you on the run, chasing after the trace of rainbow, grooving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flows, oh my, hugging the feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the palm of your hand, fancy flutters to the sky, holding small courage i run to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say yes! Something that you, who i could meet by crossing time. The love that makes future happen will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let myself reset with a sigh, days feeling like they're in an infinite loop. Even if "facing the right, now the left," is a detour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Reborn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6048520265442141545?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6048520265442141545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6048520265442141545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6048520265442141545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6048520265442141545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-i-have-to-say-is.html' title='What i have to say is......'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-836120700088258677</id><published>2008-03-28T16:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:56:40.559+09:00</updated><title type='text'>House got BANGED!</title><content type='html'>Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home, auntie said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie : hey nath, we got jackpot!&lt;br /&gt;Me : oh really? how much!&lt;br /&gt;Auntie : about few mil&lt;br /&gt;Me : woah! congratulation!&lt;br /&gt;Auntie : yea...u too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i walk in the house, i saw the the glass fragments was all around the place which are connected to the garden and the master bed room, my room, china man's room and manson's room was in total mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME : WADDA FUXK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got my money, and the most heartache part, the necklace that i bought during valentines day specially for my girl who we both missed out our 1st valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, &lt;br /&gt;That necklace, i was planning to give her when i get back to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;That necklace means so much to me because i bought it during the valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;That necklace, i carefully chose the best necklace to fit the diamond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Thats the last of that pattern, its very pretty, not too big and not too small, length of that necklace was adjusted carefully just for her, it fits her well together with the diamond when i imagine she is wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, another lousy surprise of mine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-836120700088258677?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/836120700088258677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=836120700088258677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/836120700088258677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/836120700088258677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/03/house-got-banged.html' title='House got BANGED!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1790924257036979383</id><published>2008-03-12T07:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T08:04:36.842+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why cow cant fly?!</title><content type='html'>Damn, why cant cow fly!? I wish i have a flying cow so i can sabotage that bitch office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying cow landing on her will be a good idea! Yea, u go cow!! Land on that white lady nice and flat! Talk about flat, she have a horrible airport which a plane can slip when its landing! Or perhaps a plane will never land there! &lt;br /&gt;*u know what i mean about the airport thing, yea, thats right...ma fei gei chiong lo!*&lt;br /&gt;*gulp, dont dare to think much about it cause it's making me sick*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway why cant she be nice? But maybe i think being nice are too much for her to do. Well, the truth is, 99.9999999999999% people from that college hates her! &lt;br /&gt;*except other lecturers and workers over there as she is very good at SHOE POLISHING!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Fxxking accused me in copying work! Damn her alright? Talked things like plagiarisms or identical work and shit just fxxking annoys me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didnt question me about it and went straight to my agent and my dad through email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fxxk her! She sent me an email and i replied her but yet she sent me another copy of that letter to my house! I CAN FxxKING READ A-B-C 1-2-3 AND ENGLISH ALRIGHT? THATS LIKE DISCRIMINATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, that's ok for me cause i am used to it! But my poor baby was worrying sick about me and went completely down after she listened to my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She, my girl, keep on persuading me to sleep early as shes damn worried about me can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby i love you =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, although sometimes u may feel lonely or insecure, but i swear i am trying my best to fill up the gap between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to have a long distance relationship. But baby, you are doing it well and i am proud of you, and i am proud of myself cause i have found a considerate girlfriend who loves me like mad! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bare this in mind ladies and gentlemen that true loves never die!&lt;br /&gt;*Baby are you familiar with that sentence and can you recall that back?? =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill be expecting you to answer me when i call kayyyyy? *it means that u read my blog* =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1790924257036979383?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1790924257036979383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1790924257036979383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1790924257036979383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1790924257036979383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-cant-cow-fly.html' title='Why cow cant fly?!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4991977993045077782</id><published>2008-02-24T02:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T03:10:49.025+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry..</title><content type='html'>Its 2.25am now, and im hungryyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, i ate my dinner, but im still hungry, why am i hungry? well, that i dont know, mayb i miss my junkfood..thats why~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i have this habit of, when im doing something on my desk, theres gonna be like M&amp;M and the SMITHS CHIPS beside me so i can munch them at all times! WWEEE!!!! SIMPLY irresistable!!! =P *but thats the past when i, nick and denise do junkfood restock once a week*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt lay my hands on junkfood since i came back from malaysia though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.......&lt;br /&gt;only once, thats when im in complete eccentric state that craving for it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that china man helped me to solve this problem by giving me one of his fav's snack, THE SMITHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was munching chips, i thanked god for sending him to help me with that problem..LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he told me that he dont like junkfoods, but me...being persistent on teaching him how to eat...soon he became just like me, a snack addict!! WUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey, look at the bright side, at least im teaching him not to be that boring kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- finally --&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i dont want to mention about my flight and my study plan because it was a mess &lt;br /&gt;and im confused, so i seek for ma baby help~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything baby~ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine the girl who tell me all the time that "SLEEPING IS ESSENTIAL, NO SLEEP NO KISS!" thingy hooked up with me whole night!!! weee! WORK THAT OUT YO! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway baby...U spent your time talking with me whole night instead of sleeping, so imagine of THAT SACRIFICING ON ME!!!!! *im truly touched...LOLLL* &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i miss sushi, i want to eat sushi now...&lt;br /&gt;I miss my parent, my gramp, my siblings, my mum's car *can be considered as mine*, my dad's car *never consider me driving it cuz my dad will kill me*, and last but not least, SHE who miss me twice as much as i miss HER...just love her! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ops, 3.09am now, hmmm, well, if ma baby read this blog, she gonna kill me...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- TO MA BABY -- &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby...&lt;br /&gt;i am SOOOOO sorry that i didnt call because of insufficient credit.&lt;br /&gt;SAYANG BACK KAY??????? =) &lt;3 you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- END --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4991977993045077782?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4991977993045077782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4991977993045077782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4991977993045077782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4991977993045077782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/02/hungry.html' title='Hungry..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-7590954322482168660</id><published>2008-02-18T17:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T18:38:57.834+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Im sorry, but pls do this with me..</title><content type='html'>I felt so guilty from yesterday till now, although i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, selfish, narrow-minded, cry baby and etc which now u may think im a loser. Its ok and normal for you to think that way because i nvr felt these before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic as always, continuous questions from me always annoys you and perhaps you are right, i have to learn to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought by confessing to you might be better cause of no secrets between loving couples will be perfect, thats y i asked a lot of things from you. Which now proven to you that im stupid and childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U may lost your respect to me but that doesn't change the fact that who am i to you and who we are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to share my thoughts, and secrets with you although i know it may disgust you. I know these will happen, but i want to tell you that i love you, so i don't want to hide anything from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say this, but i cant do this alone, i need you to help me to forget our past and to start a new life with me. I want you to love me, i want you to understand my stupidity, idiotic questions, pathetic thoughts and narrow-minded thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been bothering me since i told you about my secrets. Instead of appreciating how true am i to you, u felt disgusted and completely lost all your respects to me. But thats ok, i don't mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i feel lonely, heartache, sad, pressure over my works, worries about you and how am i going to face this alone, i felt completely torn apart and confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i know my injured arm and shoulder are nothing compared to your sadness and hatred, but ive been punishing myself for being childish and stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please, its bothering me, im not happy with it and i cant sleep for the whole night including no appetite to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that u can smile back at me and say, "its okay, i forgive you". Or not, perhaps you are right, im too childish to think that its possible for you to say. But i just want you to know that, at least i have passed myself, and my COURAGE to tell you the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-7590954322482168660?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7590954322482168660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=7590954322482168660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7590954322482168660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7590954322482168660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-sorry-but-pls-do-this-with-me.html' title='Im sorry, but pls do this with me..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-8876314259543800518</id><published>2008-02-16T14:18:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T15:25:03.720+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, but i have to admit that I'm kinda lazy to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i felt bored, so i came out an idea on entertaining myself by confessing! LOLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, here i go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I force myself to drink all the time although i hate to drink.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   I cant see the reason why people likes to drink as beer taste bitter and it upset&lt;br /&gt;   your tummy all the time. I often heard people saying that guys who can drink are&lt;br /&gt;   opposed to cool, but hey, u look even hotter after your belly comes out, women&lt;br /&gt;   would certainly enjoy sleeping on your tummy like a pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm not addicted to smoking, but i smoke. *i know i know, doesn't make sense aye?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Although i know smoking are bad but hey, I'm 19, and i can assure you that im not &lt;br /&gt;   addicted to it. Reason one, i don't buy cigarette, and i don't crave for it.&lt;br /&gt;   I only smoke when my friend have cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I like games, especially online games.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Its a waste of time playing games but i can't find other things to entertain&lt;br /&gt;   myself other than that unless i am in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm addicted to snooker although I'm not good at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Snooker are fun and addictive, thats what i think. No other comments other than&lt;br /&gt;   that, but it seems to me that my dad don't like me playing it although he&lt;br /&gt;   allows me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm addicted to "YOU"! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Yes I'm addicted to you, I'm crazy on you, i crave for you!&lt;br /&gt;   Your lips are addictive. &lt;br /&gt;   Your eyes electrifies me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;   You voice, are so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;   Your look, simply irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;   Your expressions, your emotions, it's on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;   Your smile melts my heart all the time!&lt;br /&gt;   Love that you gave me, it will be indelible.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;   Although you are far away from me, but i will preserve this relationship! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;   Your faith in me, and us, will not be forgotten! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I confessed everything to you because i love you, and i don't want to hide anything &lt;br /&gt;from my dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you baby..&lt;br /&gt;     and &lt;br /&gt;I love you dearly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated valentines day to all of you xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-8876314259543800518?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8876314259543800518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=8876314259543800518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8876314259543800518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8876314259543800518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/02/confessions.html' title='Confessions'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-3649390991433861769</id><published>2008-02-12T11:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:47:44.569+09:00</updated><title type='text'>shes my new life &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I kinda regret when i have the chance to blog back in malaysia, cause there's so many things happened that i should have blogged it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things that i can rmbr was, my accident, snooker, *smoking and drinking* -but im not addicted to it-, working, nick's visit and cny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh, i miss nick...lol!!! NO IM NOT A GAY OKAYYYY?!!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing, one and only thing that i did'nt put in that *RMBR list* Its you..it will be indelible in my heart...forever =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant connect to the internet till now...cause my land lady and i agreed on changing to new broadband company which the internet has been dead for 2 days... *luckily i was'nt there for the past few days if not i would have been dead* LOL...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i miss her...very much, i cant sleep, no appetite to eat and altho im not aware that im sick till i got high fever...i noticed that shes more important that anything...or should i say, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i wanted to unload my bag, i dont actually feels like doing it and i dont know why, maybe im too tired, but then suddenly i thought of the teddy that she gave me, so i immediately took it out from my bag while leaving those clothing hanging around my room, yea, turned out to be a messy room then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time, i hugged it tightly, and cried. Well, i would'nt mind if u thought imma baby, but then that time i miss her so so much. I nvr felt that much of pain before till i have the chance to call her using my house mate's phone. *cause mine was screwed up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im actually satisfied of what i have now, cause shes everything that i ever wanted, everything that i need, everything that i could have ever imagined, everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one thing, the internet was a mess, i wanted a new crazy blazing fast internet connection speed with a monster look but not a *lousy internet that does'nt work!! well it works, but it cuts down automatically every 5 minutes, or even worse @.@*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i wanted to expose here more about me and you, but i suppose you, and i would rather have it as secrets between us. =D *im smartttt ayeeeeeeeee?* xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dearly =) picture in my blog will be WA EH CHA BOH forever xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ S.K &lt;3 P.L ---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh yea, finally internet is working now -____-"*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-3649390991433861769?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3649390991433861769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=3649390991433861769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3649390991433861769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3649390991433861769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/02/shes-my-new-life-3.html' title='shes my new life &lt;3'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1486864100572838988</id><published>2008-01-23T20:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:03:00.506+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Works...and true love nvr die</title><content type='html'>Today, as usual like always, woke up early then went for breakfast with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt expecting things to be that interesting till a human resource staff came in my desk and asked me to her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i followed her to her room then, then she show me some papers..kinda like criminal records, and asked why am i always late to work and went home early, i kept quiet then she asked me to write down the reasons on the paper and need my head's singnature. WELL, including mine too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what, ma reason kinda gav her a shock, and how can i tell that? Simple, i saw her eyes reading continuosly as if shes talking with the wrong guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have 3 papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, Out With Mr.Simon Soon&lt;br /&gt;2nd, Out With Mr.Simon Soon&lt;br /&gt;3rd, Out With Mr.Chairman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not selfboosting or some shitz, its actually the truth cuz i cant drive atm..&lt;br /&gt;so my gramp and my dad was like fetching me in and out everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got 3 or 4 appoinments in a week, thats y sometimes driver are needed to fetch me here and there to see my doctor about my body structure.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what happened to me, my arms and shoulder..doesnt seems right when i lift them up. Sometimes when im freezing during in night, my body will cramp, my bone will like SO COLD that i can hardly breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i dont care much about it tho, sigh..missing someone badly are worst than anything. Promises doesnt work so cruelty shows up and slap me hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many ups and down lately, my chapter or life are written by my father, jesus..so i shall leave it for him to finish my ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altho peoples who we met are only part of our chapter in our life, but as we turn the page, we can have new chapter with the same peoples but other story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love never die, true friend never go.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, from the bottom of my heary, tears ive shed and joy that i had cried will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont give up on anything, sharing burden and finding true love is not easy, it needs alot of confidence and courage to commit it. Sacrifice will be made if its neccessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can see u soon before my time comes the end...i miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1486864100572838988?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1486864100572838988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1486864100572838988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1486864100572838988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1486864100572838988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/01/worksand-true-love-nvr-die.html' title='Works...and true love nvr die'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2655219559728742229</id><published>2008-01-12T12:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T12:47:19.221+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot prints..</title><content type='html'>As we grow, those who walk along seems friendly. &lt;br /&gt;But as time goes by, &lt;br /&gt;soon we will notice they are not the right one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...meaning fake&lt;br /&gt;.. backstabbers&lt;br /&gt;.  using u as a tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive seen so much of this walk passed me in my life, they arent leaving footprints in my life, cuz i rubbed them off and left new track for my true friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never learn to say i love u&lt;br /&gt;cuz after u get addicted to it&lt;br /&gt;u are as good as dead..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2655219559728742229?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2655219559728742229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2655219559728742229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2655219559728742229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby..&lt;br /&gt;Some tears never dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that we could work it out&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that if we had some problems&lt;br /&gt;I always thought if there was love around&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I always thought we'll solve it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyday we're in an argument&lt;br /&gt;It's like a circle that don't ever end&lt;br /&gt;We're keeping secrets and we're telling lies&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's wrong, let's make it right&lt;br /&gt;Cause I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart couldn't take it&lt;br /&gt;Baby, give me one more try&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have to cry&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know if we lose it&lt;br /&gt;Baby, some tears never dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what happened to our movie nights?&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I thought that we would always have them&lt;br /&gt;I used to make you laugh like all the time&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't ever, we got a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, you never ask about my day&lt;br /&gt;And on the phone we got nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling something's going on&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's wrong, let's make it right&lt;br /&gt;Cause I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart couldn't take it&lt;br /&gt;Baby, give me one more try&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have to cry&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know if we lose it&lt;br /&gt;Baby, some tears never dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about&lt;br /&gt;A way that we can work it out&lt;br /&gt;Girl, we're running outta time&lt;br /&gt;And the thought of a break up&lt;br /&gt;Is tearing me up inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can work it out&lt;br /&gt;If we talk about it&lt;br /&gt;We can show the world&lt;br /&gt;That you and I are fighting for it&lt;br /&gt;We'll get through the worst&lt;br /&gt;And I know we'll make it&lt;br /&gt;If we stay together&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart couldn't take it&lt;br /&gt;Baby, give me one more try&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have to cry&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know if we lose it&lt;br /&gt;Baby, some tears never dry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-3093216801929273722?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3093216801929273722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=3093216801929273722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3093216801929273722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3093216801929273722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2008/01/song-of-day-2.html' title='Song of the day 2'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6225677448612538834</id><published>2008-01-07T16:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:51:35.688+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the day</title><content type='html'>this is the song which i keep on listening~&lt;br /&gt;its sooooo meaningful...just &lt;3 it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Damaged) lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember those photographs we took on the boat in Spain&lt;br /&gt;I took them down and ripped them up and threw them all away&lt;br /&gt;remember on the back of one you wrote we would meant to be&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't really matter now cause u don't mean a thing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby you shoulda told me tryna to find the start&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was your only till you put me on the self and found somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that you would ever do that everything we had is gone&lt;br /&gt;said you loved me said never leave me maybe you just heard your wrong&lt;br /&gt;cause im damaged, im damaged, don't know what to do, baby&lt;br /&gt;im damaged so, so damaged because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got rid of those clothes you left like you got rid of our dreams&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna be reminded of all of the memories&lt;br /&gt;I use to have the ticket stamp saved from our very first date&lt;br /&gt;but that don't really matter now cause you threw our love away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby you shoulda told me cause now im torn apart&lt;br /&gt;thought that I was your only till you put me on the shelf and found sumbody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost like you were never here&lt;br /&gt;I almost feel like I don't care cause I almost got rid of all the pain&lt;br /&gt;the only thing I have left to say is how good you leave me so damaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Girl I never thought, never thought never thought that'd you'd do that everything is gone&lt;br /&gt;(everything is gone)&lt;br /&gt;you said you loved me said youd never leave me maybe I just heard you wrong (heard you wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus till end]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6225677448612538834?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-7012762198891169605</id><published>2007-12-21T10:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T10:39:28.365+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow will nvr be the same..</title><content type='html'>We are always one day older than yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Our death will be decided in our destiny,&lt;br /&gt;Things that we have done will be our past..&lt;br /&gt;It does'nt matter whether its right or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Because there's always reason behind every decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are wonderful, reality are harsh,&lt;br /&gt;Dreams brought you to me,&lt;br /&gt;But reality snatched it away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i will treasured the moment when i see u in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;Your illusion haunt's my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Im seeing you crying everytime,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want this to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;At last,&lt;br /&gt;I chose to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i have said which hurted you aren't actually from my mind,&lt;br /&gt;But things i have said will be the intention i mean..&lt;br /&gt;My intention will be the only way,&lt;br /&gt;That can guide u back to your happiness,&lt;br /&gt;Hold on your hand and pull u up from that terrible fall,&lt;br /&gt;And heal your terrible injuries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will forget my voice,&lt;br /&gt;My presence,&lt;br /&gt;My existence,&lt;br /&gt;Then, once again u will stand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i will nvr forget things that we have done,&lt;br /&gt;Let me carry this alone,&lt;br /&gt;Its the least i can do after i have pushed u in that hole..&lt;br /&gt;I can only say sorry for what i have done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have changed, &lt;br /&gt;Thoughts are made, &lt;br /&gt;Choice are given,&lt;br /&gt;And your decision will be the last of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have made up your mind, &lt;br /&gt;Please dont look back,&lt;br /&gt;Because i want u to move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the last and only wish i want it from you,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-7012762198891169605?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7012762198891169605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=7012762198891169605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7012762198891169605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7012762198891169605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/12/tomorrow-will-be-nvr-same.html' title='Tomorrow will nvr be the same..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-3062048409072901665</id><published>2007-12-18T16:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T16:45:44.416+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost for real</title><content type='html'>im lost today, big time and for real.. *thoughts and direction*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have enough of sleep, well thats nothing till i done my test, i failed. This is the 1st time i ever failed my test in that college. Lecturer was wondering how could this happen cause whole class pass. I dont know why and what happened, ive been studying days and stayed up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a loser aye? Well i am, in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, i over slept in the bus and ended up no where.&lt;br /&gt;As i walk, i dont know where im going, as i missed 5 stop. I didnt care much, i just keep walking, keep walking, and keep walking. At that time i was very afraid, so unfortunate that my hp dried up, the only thing i could try is hitch hiking, but as u know, thats ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking, i was thinking something else. *not gonna say it here*&lt;br /&gt;I just felt that when people lost, they intend to fear something stupid, like, i can nvr go back, or i can nvr find my way home esspecially when u have a phone but u cant use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, finally i noticed one thing, i am lost in the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna tell u how long it takes and how i got back, i dont want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened in such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dont know why i dont feel like going back to malaysia, its odd, but yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-3062048409072901665?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3062048409072901665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=3062048409072901665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3062048409072901665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3062048409072901665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/12/lost-for-real.html' title='Lost for real'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2656328575184010190</id><published>2007-11-22T18:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:33:46.472+09:00</updated><title type='text'>WAO! SIMPLY ZA DOW!</title><content type='html'>I felt weird, as when i woke up, i was like...aw....fuk....college...must...get...up...lol! how pathetic i might be? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i arrived to city, it seems to me that everyones getting in my way, so annoying when i wanna turn right, and another person turns left, uhm, then we stand, wait opposite to move, then when i wanna move, she move again...wtf! Thats for morning =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, same problem, but worse..i was wandering around the city and thinking "where the heck is the recharge centre"~ *for my buss one larh~*&lt;br /&gt;Then i got so frustrated, so i decided to buy 2 bottle of water..1.5 litre, and a $70 dollar mobile recharge card..haha..dont ask me why, cuz i wanna use one larh~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after sometime, finally ive found the stupid centre! Well, yeah, ive missed the bus, not toooooo bad cuz another 20 minutes, theres a bus coming X_X"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wad happens next, i won some shity price from that reload card company, b4 i started blogging, hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time, kinda like, owh fuk, china man, come in my room and see, ive won a price, then he was like..REALLY? AWW! U WILL WIN HANDPHONE THIS TIME~&lt;br /&gt;Then i was like, nahhhhhhhh!  i doubt its another 50 free msg, just like urs...sucky price~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was actually saying this cuz to stay cool, haha...in my mind *FUK I WAN THE PHONE, FUK I WANT THAT PS2 CONSOLE! FUK THIS FUK THAT* when i look at the price..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was racing rapidly when i was about to CLIK *JUMP IN THE POOL OF PRIZES*&lt;br /&gt;After that, well, its 50..but not 50 msg la, pwease la, im not that cheap, my luck are way better than him, ive got a free $50 dollar reload card =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like, FUK...NOT HANDPHONE MEH? AIYO..NO MORE PS2 console, NO MORE HP, NO MORE THIS AND THAT..then i look at the $50, then compare wif the china man's 50 free sms, aiya..also ok la...lol! eh, not trying to be mean, just FRIENDLY COMPARING! THATSSSS ALLL! ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2656328575184010190?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2656328575184010190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2656328575184010190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2656328575184010190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2656328575184010190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/11/wao-simply-za-dow.html' title='WAO! SIMPLY ZA DOW!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1547177124383880595</id><published>2007-11-16T04:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T18:04:04.082+09:00</updated><title type='text'>An Impact</title><content type='html'>its 5am, and i dont know y am i still starring at my lap top, dont know wad im thinking, and wad im going to do after the impact of something of something happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sometime shits happens, but then shit wont stop me from reaching my goals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinking hard for the past few days, thinking wad should i do now and later, or should i say in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres something, something i just dont understand, cant understand at all, guess it will be a mystery for me till now and forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say now as im confuse..how pathetic i might be? Im stuck in confusion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headaches..actually was migraine, badly for yesterday, and just now, mayb its becuz i dont hav enuf of sleep, or other reason, which u thought it may be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feet like wanna puke or something, heartaches so much..lol..and my tummy, keeps on bugging me while my head hurts too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, guess wad, im hungry and im still awake till now, mayb ill just skip my sleep for today and head straight for breakfast later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling, uhmm..wads my feeling, well...sad...pain...but, mayb its nothing compared to another person, or the person who im referring too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..again, pathetic mua, i just dont know why shit always happening to me, i just hate facts, but sometimes miracles will just come and change to facts..*if im lucky enough to meet it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, theres one thing i know, someones been stealing my puzzle, refuse giving me back and lying..i know, i can nvr finish my puzzle till i get back the missing piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i do? Your being playful back there, but wad i hope is that..ull jump in and say, *heres the puzzle, wait, ill help u to finish the last piece as my apology*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of having fun back there..by ur own..not to say selfish, i know theres always a reason behind, its just that u keep it quiet as if ur pretending or acting like nothing happened..but i hav to tell u, ur expression and your look betrayed u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away from facts just like me..pointing fingers at me saying i ignores facts and bad at acting, but then, when ur poiting at me, 3 fingers of urs are actually pointing back at u..saying..ur just like him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1547177124383880595?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1547177124383880595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1547177124383880595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1547177124383880595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1547177124383880595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-speechless.html' title='An Impact'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6144901730892689322</id><published>2007-11-14T19:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:26:48.315+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Stronger than ENERGIZER!</title><content type='html'>Insomnia strikes again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed at 11pm, and cant freaking sleep till 3am, like who knows why what the hell im thinking~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time i was kinda like, WTF!!! 3AM? omg...i know its bad cuz i planned to wake up before 10am, got the alarm ready tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, about 30 minutes late...yah ur dam right, about 3.30am, i fell asleep..and guess wad...i WOKE UP AT 6.30AM! WOAHHH! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WAD! NO UR DAM WRONG! INSTEAD OF FEELING TIRED! WAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! IM FEELING! FEELLINGGG....ENERGETIC! kinda like stronger than ENERGIZER! so kewl..i went to bath later on and sat infront of the computer! Well, felt kinda dizzy and blurr tho..lol, i was then looking at the screen and thinking..*wad should i start, and y am i staring at the computer?* lolzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if u wanna know how was it like, try it...3 hours sleep..LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i felt sleepy later-on? yah, i did, around 3~4pm after i managed to finish my revision, instead of my usual habit, thats gaming~ i went for a nap..a quick one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when people are about to go, and when they say CIAOZ zi, dont say bye..if not, other people might get offended..dont understand? read it together! lol, well, yah, i got tricked, well im not stupid! its just that, kinda...blurrrr...lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------END-----------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6144901730892689322?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6144901730892689322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6144901730892689322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6144901730892689322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6144901730892689322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/11/stronger-than-energizer.html' title='Stronger than ENERGIZER!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-27626066884536940</id><published>2007-11-05T15:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:08:19.235+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration...lol!</title><content type='html'>Internet/Modem doesn't quit being an it-BITCH! But anyway its better than 47 times of disconnection than last time..lmao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went to bed at 1am today, its considered early as i normally sleeps at 2 or 3am~ *study + games* ;P mostly games..lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, although i felt tired, but then i jz cant sleep and its like insomnia to me.&lt;br /&gt;Probably thinking too much stuff like the coming exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im not gonna expose some silly action of mine here during that night..HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i managed to have my eye shut ay around 4am...swt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9am..was like WTF!! lol, but then i dont hav any choice as my exam starts at 12.15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla blaaaa...lazy to blog things that ive done between 9am~11.30am..dont ask me why, just lazy...lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im late for that stupid exam, i argued with the receptionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist : im sorry, i cant fit ur time in as another student will be having exam at half past 2~ *in lan si tone added with australian slang* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Nvm i dont mind cause i can finish that before half past 2, i jz need 15 minutes to finish my test~ *talking in polite way while thinking that the receptionist are being bitchy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, atlast, ive passed, lol, cant manage to finish in 15 minutes time, but in 20~25 minutes..haha, ey, still near larh okay? the examination time should be 2 hour length!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after ive collected my forms, then my SO-CALLED-GUARDIAN, came out, and ask me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Bitch : Congratulation, uve passed ur exam~ *talking in sarcastic look and tone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : thx~ *was thinking something gonna happened as this bitch never congratulates or say something good to me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she was like...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Bitch : Why are u late? *another lan si look in australian slang* fuk it~ =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : caught the wrong bus~ *this and that this and that* --actually i din caught the wrong bus, its just that i dont wanna waste my time at there cause the earlier bus was about 10.47* ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Bitch : Thats an unacceptable excuse, if ur going for a job interview..BLA BLA..bla bla bla...and bla..bla~ BLA BLA!?!?! *lan si look that makes me wanna bash her face, always saying the same thing as i can dictate the whole thing and can predict what she gonna say next~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, pls la, atleast come out something new so i wont felt bored when ur singing infront of me~~~ LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, white bitch continued to blabla..bla bla bla!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sorry i wasnt really listening to her, i was thinking, dam, ive passed the exam in 20~25 minutes time although im late, and the next bastard who wanna take his exam could hav it earlier as i finished fast~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after her lullaby in idiotic tone and ridiculous look~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : ok, thanks and sorry~ *yet again, politely~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, my college hav loads of white bitch..well, not all..some of them are white hawt chick..lol~~~~~~~~!!!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i nearly forgot, when i was blogging, my homestay guardian..uncle, gav me an envelope, its DHL express, i knew its from dad as his receptionist emailed me saying that my air ticket will arrive soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey, wadda u know, THEY HAVE MISSPELLED MY NAME! was kinda funny cuz normally people spelled the seong part wrongly, but this time, my KOON was kinda different, i saw, Mr. Soon seong KHOON~ walau~ so yeng, as far as i concern, KHOON is actually a korean name..my korean fren name! LOl! when i become korean gah? i know some of my korean frens tot im korean this and stuff cuz of my look, wahahhaah! *self boosting, abit high high also cuz its hawt chicks who told me this ;P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thats all folks, STAY TUNED TILL NEXT TIME! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-27626066884536940?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/27626066884536940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=27626066884536940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/27626066884536940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/27626066884536940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/11/frustrationlol.html' title='Frustration...lol!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-8282029439707260188</id><published>2007-10-31T13:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:06:15.972+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Todays CRAP =D</title><content type='html'>You've been hurt by inconceivable pain and sadness..&lt;br /&gt;Let's carry each other's indelible stains.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up on living..&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw away your reason to live..&lt;br /&gt;Im here to protect you and your fading smile..&lt;br /&gt;so even if the resounding voice calling me should wither..&lt;br /&gt;even if the mingling winds should tell me..&lt;br /&gt;even if i get extinguished by the wind that flows along time..&lt;br /&gt;Ill be there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont't say things like "I can't laugh"&lt;br /&gt;There's meaning in everything that happens in the unseen future..&lt;br /&gt;so stay as you are now..&lt;br /&gt;i know there'll come a time when you realise it..&lt;br /&gt;you and me two are spoken..&lt;br /&gt;someday we'll understand each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! SESEAT LARH! suddenly just thought of this ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-8282029439707260188?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8282029439707260188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=8282029439707260188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8282029439707260188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/8282029439707260188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/10/todays-crap-d.html' title='Todays CRAP =D'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5312921040224226651</id><published>2007-10-29T16:46:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:55:20.505+09:00</updated><title type='text'>SO PISSED OFF!</title><content type='html'>FUK THE INTERNET! &amp;%^&amp;$^&amp;%*&amp;*^&amp;*^&amp;*! FUKK! SO PISSED OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I GONNA DO SOMETHING ABOUT THE MODEM AS ITS ALWAYS DC!&lt;br /&gt;THE FUKING MODEM R TRYING TO BEAT HIS OWN RECORD IN 47 TIMES OF&lt;br /&gt;DISCONNECTION IN ONE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM TELLING YA AUSSIE INTERNET SUX TO MAX! THEIR LINE SUX! THEY PROVIDE&lt;br /&gt;SUCKY INTERNET SERVICE AND SUCKY MODEM WHILE WE HAV TO PAY EXTRAS FOR THE&lt;br /&gt;LAME UPGRADE! AND IM TELLING U! IT IS LAME! BIG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS TOLD THAT THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST COMPANY AND BEST SERVICE INTERNET&lt;br /&gt;PROVIDER IN PERTH! AND I DOUBT THAT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUK IT! IF ITS THE BEST Y IT SUX SO BADLY COMPARED TO A SLOW DEVELOPED COUNTRY&lt;br /&gt;LIKE MALAYSIA's BROADBAND STREAMYX? INFACT, STREAMYX ARE WAY BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THING! FUK U INTERNET WHORE! FUK THE MODEM! DAM! CURSE U! DAMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO INTENSIVE! SCREWWWWWW IT! DAMMIT! ARGGGGGHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5312921040224226651?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5312921040224226651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5312921040224226651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5312921040224226651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5312921040224226651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-pissed-off.html' title='SO PISSED OFF!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-28238183469988409</id><published>2007-10-25T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T17:31:30.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its hard to smile when u dont feel right..</title><content type='html'>Im not a good story teller, but this is what i read from a book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;title : ever seen a smile hiding tears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all about Kenny and Rose..&lt;br /&gt;Kenny fell in love wif rose, but unfortunately rose had this indelible sadness&lt;br /&gt;caused by her EX..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny tried his best to get the girl, hoping she will accept him, and rose knew then persuaded kenny to stop being stubborn, but he refuse to stop and he tried even harder to get her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally rose had enough of kenny's stupidity and told him off. Kenny felt sad&lt;br /&gt;and knew rose are lying but he hav no choice but to respect her decision, kenny felt&lt;br /&gt;rose was crying lately because of him giving her hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its not only rose who are having hard time. Kenny too are having hard time and he felt very sad because to feel her heart is aching like a thousand dagger stabbed in her heart, to feel her tears dropping like the rain in the sky, kenny's pain is actually double of hers because to feel shes crying, to feel her heart is aching, which makes kenny feel very pain inside his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhough they never met, but kennys temptation of being with rose grew stronger, and he told this to her..*i dont wish to let my perfect one walk me by*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..finally rose had enough, and decided to put an end to it, by telling him that she never liked him, all those words saying she like kenny are just lies, and asking him to move on and forget everything about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time, kenny hav no choice, but to accept what she said because kenny likes her and he dont want to hurt rose anymore saying..* although it hurts, but i respect you, thanks for telling me the truth and if thats your very last wish, your wish is granted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcause kenny knew rose was lying, but what can he do? He hav no mood, cant sleep, didn't even bother to eat when he is hungry, thinking that is there any way to get back her, thinking hard as if he is trying to get back what he lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i stopped here, yea sad...i dont feel like reading it anymore as the story ending might be very sad..well, who knows what will happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i hope is the story will hav a nice ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-28238183469988409?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/28238183469988409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=28238183469988409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/28238183469988409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/28238183469988409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-hard-to-smile-when-u-dont-feel.html' title='Its hard to smile when u dont feel right..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4494946001296013291</id><published>2007-10-24T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:30:52.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What will u do if u have 30 million AUD?</title><content type='html'>Like i said, what will u do if u hav 30 million AUD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But u hav to be lucky and be in it if ur playing lotto/lottery stuff! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;A 13 yrs old boy bought a last minute lotto at 6pm, and guess what!&lt;br /&gt;He won 30 million AUD! imagine that, 13 yrs old bastard carrying 30 million&lt;br /&gt;back home, or bank..lol! If its me, i would'nt even bother to study or work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jz think of it..if you put your 30 million in your bank and recieve&lt;br /&gt;an interest rate of 6%+ P.A, kinda like 1.8m AUD a year, your&lt;br /&gt;money will never fall unless ur a TOTAL impulsive idiotic person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, making money from savings, SMART AYE!? well, it only works if u hav *30 MILLION AUD* haha, kinda crazy as when i heard this news, i actually calculate how many he will get from the bank per year. Then i compare with my savings~ And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I got 27.xx AUD!!! AND ITS PER YEAR! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.xx X 5 years will be 135 AUD, X 10 again and keep on going i think i can get 1 million after i hav my great great great great grand children..hey, not bad okay?&lt;br /&gt;Atleast they still get money from their great great....forget about it =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, something strikes me hard today, well, kinda painful though..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Luck on others, but not me..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***I WAN 30 MILLION!!!***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4494946001296013291?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4494946001296013291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4494946001296013291&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4494946001296013291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4494946001296013291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-will-u-do-if-u-have-30-million-aud.html' title='What will u do if u have 30 million AUD?'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-9080151518608402556</id><published>2007-10-16T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:52:58.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh teng seh bai kate ho...not...=D</title><content type='html'>weeee, weeee..weeeee..weeeee..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeshh ,what i post from my previous blog, kinda like came true..lol..funny sia, things that i predicted didnt come true, but thats ok, i guess..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..man i need to get some fresh air, kinda like 1 or 2 week stucked in the house, need someone to talk to, keeping things alone is kinda hard, hate acting though, cuz im not good at it..haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends calling, didnt reply, friend asking, didnt reply, friend need help, didnt bother..wtf? what kind of brother is this? *erk, hope thats not me, but..xD its me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i study? yea, i did, but then not long, cuz imma lazy bastard...hate myself for being lazy though, sigh..but i have to do something before its too late, well..somethings too late to solve, but then too late doesnt means u cant get the 2nd chance though...* talking about my work, if this means other stuff, may apply to it too..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its not like totally ignoring them, kinda like, uhm..they ask a thing, i reply a thing, urggghh! dont know how explain! lol..i like place less crowded people when i dont feel right or wut so ever! Dont know why, as someone said this to me~ ur a WEIRDO...haha..yeap yeap! uve got me~~ akakka......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies..sometimes i hate it, sometimes i like it, both sides..past and future...both hav its own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinking this though, kinda stupid..as my cousin told me this b4..while he is sitting beside me and im driving, he said : ''y u so stupid 1? u look at the baby! which i saw theres a baby in the other car..in the passenger seat on my right..and he say , u c that baby, y do u think its happy? i replied, cuz he dont hav to work? this answer made him mad as he knew im trying to avoid the topic, so he said, NO IDIOT! its becuz he is innocent, he jz like to hav fun, din think about those adult stuff..*HE WAS TALKING ABOUT RELATIONSHIP STUFF*..then he continued, its stupid, ur stupid, ur always hurting urself, man uve jz came back from aus, u should be happy, not that kind of face! *as that time im kinda fired up, so i didnt reply, as now i thought of that, yea..its true..haha..but then one thing, im happy to try =D as, nvr try nvr know..well..now i know, but hey..i learned something though..erm..dont ask me what cuz i haven think of it xD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway shit! ive been typing essays! lol..c ya~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-9080151518608402556?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/9080151518608402556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=9080151518608402556&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/9080151518608402556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/9080151518608402556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/10/meh-teng-seh-bai-kate-honotd.html' title='meh teng seh bai kate ho...not...=D'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-251137924809176075</id><published>2007-10-10T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T22:50:19.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kinda like this thing...suits many ppl too.</title><content type='html'>Love can sometimes be magic,But sometimes magic is an Illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eye for an eye only makes the world blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teardrop is insignificant in a pool of water, but it can touch the soul as it runs down someone face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Heart Is Poisoned And My Soul Is Ice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-251137924809176075?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/251137924809176075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=251137924809176075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/251137924809176075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/251137924809176075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/10/kinda-like-this-thingsuits-many-ppl-too.html' title='kinda like this thing...suits many ppl too.'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4745921692008754967</id><published>2007-10-08T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T15:58:17.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange, uhm...dont know how to say!</title><content type='html'>lazy to fill up the dates as i think the blog will auto update the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this few days i felt strange, dont know wad i wan, till i talk to this person, shes like very good and nice to me, jz..warm, nice..erm, those feelings came back..nice feelings dat is..dont know how to say but jz wanna blog it here so i could remember how she got me in a state of bliss. **well, lol, U GOT ME**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes kinda weird person tho, but interesting to talk wif, funny topics which doesn't make sense, yeap yeap, dam right, sense of humour..she got that, uhm, sweet voice, mid harsh wif kinda low pitch, i jz luv listening to her babling and stuff...jz CUTE! haha, well, doesnt matter if she likes it or not but as i said imma BULL! nvr giv up! haha, like ITS ALL HER FAULT! WHO ASK HER GO TREAT ME SO GOOD! DAM...xD *was joking* anyway really looking forward to go out wif her and know her more..din hope to get wad i wan but hope she will know wad she wan, or should i say, wad i hope is she r able to cope up her past and move on, well...this is wad i wanna say, in order to move on, v HUMANS depends on memory to move on..theres sad and happiness but if u learn to learn from it, i can say u will becum a strong person, well..this is y memory so strong and indelible that makes us strong! strong enuf to impale almost eveything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jz keep that in mind okay? =) cheers...ntg personal, jz wanna say it out so i may feel better, cuz these days ive been awful lonely or shitz, kinda like gaming everyday to get my time pass quickly, but then i also got study larh..haha..thx to u.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***AND IM NOT STUPID / OLD MINDED*** as i said, jz wanna tell u how i feel~ ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4745921692008754967?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4745921692008754967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4745921692008754967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4745921692008754967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4745921692008754967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/10/strange-uhmdont-know-how-to-say.html' title='strange, uhm...dont know how to say!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2790704677527902081</id><published>2007-09-12T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T23:33:05.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mind are Blank...pls shoot a bullet in my brain =/</title><content type='html'>10.50pm (wednesday) 12/9/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my current life, everything seems so packed! LOL..mayb i wasnt paying much attention in my studies, well..now im trying to control myself from spending more time on web browsing instead of studying..cuz i know i still got heaps alot of catch ups and works to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm..I guess things arent going well, after my internship, im taking my own sweet time in the house, then suddenly something strike my mind..its about the coming test i hav to take, well..there is no dead line for it, but then when i c my college time table...i felt so scared, lol! yea..scared..scare that i will dissapoint my parents again, so i dont dare to take the external exam 1st...sigh...time flies, tomorrow i will be going back to college agian..nvr thought of how important the test are until i realised that i need to pass all to get my diploma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure pressure pressure, i know i shouldnt be using this word as im only studying in college, well..although i know my pressure cant compare wif other uni students or other ppl, but this is the 1st time i felt this..force...on me...so heavy...i jz hope that god will lift it up for me...or miracles will show up! But then, i know i hav to do this myself..my own way...my style...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess ill stop right here...anyway todays weather, morning = windy, afternoon = rainy..nite = ntg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! AND THE INTERNET CONNECTION SPEED SUX TO MAX! and guess wad..ONLY MY COM! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2790704677527902081?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2790704677527902081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2790704677527902081&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2790704677527902081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2790704677527902081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-mind-are-blankpls-shoot-bullet-in-my.html' title='My Mind are Blank...pls shoot a bullet in my brain =/'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6933544234219141964</id><published>2007-08-26T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:52:00.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Alone..</title><content type='html'>11.39pm sunday (26/8/2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..21 more minutes will be my birthday. Yeap, that means on 27/8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually i get very excited, but this time, i feel strange..well..no one gonna celebrate with me, thats alright, i aint gonna celebrate for myself either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember last year birthday are crowded with all my pals, but, as i said..it looks much different now..im all alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..Let me tell u how am i going to *CELEBRATE* my birthday on monday, 1st..i will wake up at 7.15am, then get ready myself and need ride 3 buses starting from 8am till 9.30am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i will start working from 9.30am till 5.30pm. After that, i will ride 3 buses again and hopefully will reach home at 7pm or 7.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERESTING right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, its life...what more can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading...toodles...=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6933544234219141964?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6933544234219141964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6933544234219141964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6933544234219141964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6933544234219141964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-alone.html' title='All Alone..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1140711094502698969</id><published>2007-08-23T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T20:02:47.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tedious and tired...double T!</title><content type='html'>23/8/2007 7.42 (thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually its not that bad for my 1st day. Hmm, kinda lucky as i reach there in time =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangz...1 and half hour travelling time *COMFIRMED*....theres no other way to get to melville! dammit...but yesterday was kinda fun and FREE as theres nothing much to do, and 1 more thing...the trainer are chinese and from malaysia...then soon i met the boss...haha..which is a 60 over old man...not to mention the friendly environment too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, around 5.50pm when i was about to leave there, its raining heavily. At that time i was kinda panic as i dont know wad to do with the weather cuz as for me..i hav to take 3 buses. Well, that time i felt that lord is guiding me and showing me miracles, to my surprise, uncle..*means the boss* offered me a ride...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..as for today, im kinda tired, but i learned alot of stuff, like how to build a com, setup, how to install drivers, chipset, how to find and build a MONSTER COMPUTER! HEHE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for today, i got home at 7pm by bus, and yea...1 and half hour travelling time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, besides BAD transpot, other was actually quite fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...i cant compose a nice and interesting blog like last time, my brain all worked up...cant think of words to fit in...many errors in here...reader pls dont mind. And a comment pointing my mistakes from u will be nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1140711094502698969?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1140711094502698969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1140711094502698969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1140711094502698969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1140711094502698969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/08/tedious-and-tireddouble-t.html' title='tedious and tired...double T!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-5851756168242391932</id><published>2007-08-21T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:00:04.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything seems SUCKY! *sucky-ness within*</title><content type='html'>21/8/2007 tuesday *11.48pm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life getting tough, sometimes i cant even barely breath...Lucky *RAN ONLINE* help me survive till now..if not..im already dead V=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so easy before i set my timetable, well, my sucky life begins here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today me and Uncle Martin took more than 2 hours to reach my working place, its FREAKING FAR! Then another 2 hours from my working place back to house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm..then..dont know wad to say next..LOL..just hope that i can manage those bus time well as i have to take 3 different bus from different places to reach my shop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im actually forcing myself to blog...LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..everyday now seems to quiet, no more entertainment, no more ppl teasing me and no more ppl lock me outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaka...eveything seems so emo adi this blog..LOL! WELL! GTG GUYS! I LAZY TO CONTINUE!&lt;br /&gt;TILL THEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCK ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********** BE GONE!! U STUPID FREAKING SUCKY LIFE ***************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-5851756168242391932?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5851756168242391932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=5851756168242391932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5851756168242391932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/5851756168242391932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/08/everything-seems-sucky-sucky-ness.html' title='Everything seems SUCKY! *sucky-ness within*'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2243718814635113042</id><published>2007-07-28T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T22:00:00.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felt....sooo...lonely...</title><content type='html'>9.33pm (28/7/2007) saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..it has been awhile since i blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway b4 i came back to perth, which means yesterday, my heart feel so bad as many tragic and ironic incident happened in ipoh. I dont wan to think much about it, but as my flight was delayed in singapore, my mind suddenly thought of things i had done wif my fellow frens and families, kinda miss them....and....some1 which r important to me..i finally had to choice to say...gd bye, as my gramps and parents told me that, i need studies more than relationship now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually travelled 14 hours from malaysia to perth, my head was spinning all time, headache...air-sick...just name it, fely like vomitting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway once i arrived perth...quarentine was fine as i dont hav things to declare although my mum tried to persuade me to bring foods and souvenier along wif me to perth which i din actually did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, i then went to queue up for the taxi, kinda embarrasing as some1 thought im going to jump queue as i dont know when to wait the taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, its good that i missed some of the taxi cuz i met a good taxi driver. V chatted alot of stuff and..HEY! he went to malaysia b4...kk, kl and ipoh...my place =)&lt;br /&gt;haha, he juz keep on praising the foods and fruit in malaysia, erm..and his favourite...was DURIAN! hard to believe it cuz i thought many of the western country ppl dislike it cuz of the smell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached my house, i saw nicks room door r opening, although i knew he is in malaysia now but i felt kinda weird as he/aunt jenny will lock his room if his coming back, i din really care much about it as i thought they forgot to lock ot nick will come back, cuz i saw his printer under my bed, and...i was kinda shocked when i saw some of his shirts and jacket r in my closit, this time, i really thought his coming back as many of his things r left in my room, which i thought he wanted me to help him to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the 2nd day...when i wan to put back the printer and shirts and jacket back to his room, to my surprise, the room r COMPLETELY EMPTY! nothing left! not a shit! not even a spider...mayb nick brought it back wif him...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time, i started to think, will nick come back? haiz...then suddenly 1 of my hong kong fren called me and invite me to hav dinner wif him, at 1st i felt reluctant but...nvm la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i had lunch in taka, cinema and steamboat wif him, i went home.&lt;br /&gt;The minute i went home, i thought of saying hi to denise so i went to her room and hav a quick chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, i started asking denise about nick, and...she told me that nicks not coming back...haiz...that time...felt sooo lonely adi, cuz the 1 who i treat like my dai kor, not here anymore...no ppl will help me or teach me what to do when im in serious trouble like...i lost my way back...how to go to other place..this and that...and accompany me to dinner at sat, doing laundry, teasing me, best tea, gamin g together, junk food restock day...urgghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..nick..kinda miss ya...dai kor..haha...eh...if u c my blog...leave me ur address n number arh...haha...gonna find u when i back to malaysia...anyway, r u coming back to perth? just asking xD cuz ur things r still wif me...wanna giv u back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2243718814635113042?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2243718814635113042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2243718814635113042&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2243718814635113042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2243718814635113042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/07/feltsooolonely.html' title='Felt....sooo...lonely...'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1805095091957164862</id><published>2007-07-10T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T19:43:51.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda Tedious...but, should'nt complain as its better than perth..</title><content type='html'>Tuesday 7.00pm (10/7/2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda boring, as my daily job is to be a driver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove day and night just to help my mum to fetch my siblings, kinda tiring but its good as i can learn how to become a better driver..which my mum still comments my driving skill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 1st week, nothing much..only watched transformer..interesting movie though~&lt;br /&gt;Erm the 2nd week..means the week or day which i am writing this blog..started working in my dads company...one word to describe how GREAT it is..TEDIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..till then..those people who i was looking forward to meet..i am still waiting desperately for ur call..lol...xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1805095091957164862?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1805095091957164862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1805095091957164862&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1805095091957164862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1805095091957164862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/07/kinda-tediousbut-shouldnt-complain-as.html' title='Kinda Tedious...but, should&apos;nt complain as its better than perth..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-428581354967753208</id><published>2007-06-28T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:44:53.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**WARNING** VIRUS HAS BEEN DETECTED!! IN UR BODY!!!</title><content type='html'>10.55pm (thursday) 28/6/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AHHHH CHUIIIIIIIIIIIIIII* *sniff....sniff****&lt;br /&gt;To tell u the truth, i am actually sneezing simultaneously while typing this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 26/6/07 (tuesday) **SURPRISE SURPRISE!** said the evil virus...&lt;br /&gt;early morning~~~~&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up from my slumber land, my head was spinning and i had backache with soar throat and...FLU!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I decided to sleep again as i thought i dont have enough of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Although i knew i will be late for class, but i am also aware that it doens't really matter if i were to go there sooner or later, cause i just have to sign my bloody attendance on the front desk.&lt;br /&gt;Well, when i was sleeping, auntie jenny disturbed my sleep, she asked me whether am i going to college anot, well..that time i am not sure what kind of condition i am having, so i answered later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i woke up, i noticed that this time i am having REAL BAD HEADACHE AND BACKACHE with all those sneezing and coughing stuff while its more like torturing me....erm..did i mentioned that i felt REAL cold and i was more like having fever? &gt;.&lt;"...uhm..if no..&lt;br /&gt;then..there it is~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT CONTINUED TILL~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/6/07 (wednesday) **DIE U STUPID THING! DIE!!** said the evil scum virus..&lt;br /&gt;I am actually feeling much better, but nontheless, problems like coughing as if as coughing blood out and backache as if as something stabbed my back still happened.&lt;br /&gt;BUT...after doing my stretching for several times, my BACKBONES joint felt better...&lt;br /&gt;BUT...i am still coughing....BELIEVE ME!!! SUFFERING FROM THAT FREAKING CONDITION ARE WORSE THAN LISTENING TO MY PARENST MUMBLING MY MISTAKES OR HAVING UR LIFE STUCKED IN THE TEDIOUS CLASS WHILE LUCTURERS ARE ACTUALLY HYPNOTISING ME!!!! =.=V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long later, one of the staff from the student department rang me up and asked y i absent for 2 days. Well, i told them im having flu, and she told me that my bla bla student visa bla bla said that bla bla u must hav doctor cert, i was so mad and i said the weather out there now r FREEZING and im having fever as well, so i tried to ask her wether the college accept homestay letter or not, to my relieve, she said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...the 3rd day....*means the day im typing this blog*&lt;br /&gt;I woke up as usual to prepare myself for war, erm..the war r much like fighting against my lucturer's HYPNOTISING skill on me..&gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;What i wan to say is, today i just keep on sneezing non-stop! Saliva, slimes, EWWWW! R EVERYWHERE! Thanks to those who invented a speacial thing called tissue, i was then able to survive the embarrasment i was about to make if without any tissues~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, coughing and flu gone worst in the morning, but fever and backache r all gone, so its pretty fair for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway kinda boring today..dont hav much things to do, dont know what online games should i play. Well, although i tried the WOW, but...not much interesting as i dont know how to LOOT or PICK UP items! LOL! But...at last, i figured it how and next frustrating problem, is....i dont know how to solve the bloody quest =.=" while sending my character for a swim...i logged out quickly hoping it will drown him so i can return back to city faster..haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---THX READERS!!!!---&lt;br /&gt;P.S: VIRUS! BE AFRAID! BE VERY VERY AFRAID!!! AS SOON I WILL TAKE MY REVENGE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-428581354967753208?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/428581354967753208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=428581354967753208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/428581354967753208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/428581354967753208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/06/warning-virus-has-been-detected-in-ur.html' title='**WARNING** VIRUS HAS BEEN DETECTED!! IN UR BODY!!!'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1538683156053086502</id><published>2007-06-19T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T19:31:11.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgetable~~~~</title><content type='html'>19/6/07 (7.11PM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i should blog yesterday as something *INTERESTING* happened to me...LOL...but nvm, cause i still can remember exactly wtf happened yesterday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the class was tedious and tiring, i felt very tired n keep on fishing till the class dismiss.&lt;br /&gt;After my college, as usual, i need to follow my same routine, which its unchangeable.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when i was in the bus, im very tired so i decided to hav a quick rest while the bus will take atleast 20~25 minutes to reach my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i woke up,  i noticed that i overslept and miss my stop. As fast as possible, i quickly sms my dai lou Nick. Just after i sms him, he called me straight away and ask me to get down the bus, and asked me to find the bus stop which is around the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i seacrhed sometime, i finally found the dam bus stop. Uhm, after looking at the time, i decided to walk home as i thought its easy if i go accordingly to the map. Cause the bus only arrive at 5.40pm which that time was 5pm...so i thought i may get back home earlier~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i followed the map, i was lost, trying to find the way out...but i cant...i keep running and keep JOGGING around the neighbourhood and hoping i could see some familiar things or surroundings, at that time, i keep praying for god to help. Anyway after the long search, at last i thought it was a bad idea, cause it tooks about 20 minutes to do that, so i left 15 minutes to run back to the bus stop which this is the only way i could go back on time for my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i ran around the area, finally i got back on track to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, the bus arrived, at last, i am save. When i was in the bus, nick told me to push the bus stop button when i saw the dominos pizza sign board, so i did what he said. Not long later, a lady push the bell and i saw the dominoz pizza sign board, so i followed her and got down the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! TO MY SURPRISE!!! IT TOOK LESS THAN 5 MINUTES FROM THE BUS STOP TO MY HOUSE! that time i was like WTF! THE ROUTE IS VERY EASY! JUST STRAIGHT GO THEN WILL C MY HOUSE, but instead, i turned around the area..that time, i thought of how pathetic i am, feeling useless, i walk back to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, anyway, thx to NICK!!! I thought that if he went back to sabah, i will be dead for sure cause no 1 would giv me the most accurate answer other than him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:S, this stupid lesson or story taught me not to sleep in the bus again...which i keep pinching myself to stay awake today T.T ~~ouch..ouchhhh~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1538683156053086502?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1538683156053086502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1538683156053086502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1538683156053086502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1538683156053086502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/06/unforgetable.html' title='Unforgetable~~~~'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6908407037606958764</id><published>2007-06-17T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:13:46.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TITLE-LESS~~~</title><content type='html'>17/6/2007 10.01PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly felt emo, i am just wondering stuff like whether can 1 heart share with 2 people. Quite strange to think of it but, actually its an selfish act. Humans r born to be selfish, but v had to pay for the price~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V often make mistakes, but mistakes actually made us to be humans, and humans depends on memories to move on and on..which i thought its hard because u hav to carry ur past as burden and experience the future, or should i say the start of something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, if v dont carry the past, its impossible for us to move on cause v will get stucked in the past and not learning to overcome the fear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful people is the accident of nature, but personalities is the work of art, i always remember this as its very meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks...&lt;br /&gt;oh yea...and 1 more thing, thx u shennyi for finding me a japanese name.&lt;br /&gt;*wa ta shi wa..Baka -Ishimaru Shun-*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6908407037606958764?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6908407037606958764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6908407037606958764&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6908407037606958764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6908407037606958764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/06/title-less.html' title='TITLE-LESS~~~'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2511755280622531157</id><published>2007-06-16T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T18:07:34.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raped..The...CPU..</title><content type='html'>Saturday 16/6/2007 5.53PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i was planning to blog yesterday but then i forgot.. ^^V"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway about yesterday, i raped the CPU, in my college ofcuz..gosh...i nearly screw the mother board cause im still a newbie there~ anyway thx to my lucturer, he corrected my mistakes and in the end i managed to learn building my own MACHINE! RAWRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..quite boring actually, in the class...i just keep on fishing as if my lucturers is singing lullaby~~~ xD *pls note that im not being lazy, its just that, erm..the class was actually quite tedious and tiring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, my agent.. double 0 8 invited me to eat dim sim together with nick, michelle, alex and 2 other students..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the dim sim grade, i would giv an average grade for it as its not perfect compared to ipoh's dim sim..*not self boosting, im just telling the truth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heres some of my comments~~&lt;br /&gt;1, the sui mai was actually quite dry&lt;br /&gt;2, the chee cheong fun taste funny *but its qualified*&lt;br /&gt;3, the fried stuff was actually,erm, quite oilly&lt;br /&gt;4, all the stuff r quite stuffy, as i dont know how they do that, mayb they r just helping their&lt;br /&gt;    customers to save their money... &gt;.&lt;"V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, i know i shouldn't comment too much about foods, but this prove that im probably suffering homesick. As i miss all those foods and stuff, the environment, my car, my freedom, and..and...hehe...and the HAWTTTT GIRLS~~~~ *muaxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx* xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for reading, ali ga to ^^"V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2511755280622531157?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2511755280622531157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2511755280622531157&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2511755280622531157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2511755280622531157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/06/rapedthecpu.html' title='Raped..The...CPU..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4036405443662565741</id><published>2007-06-11T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T21:47:44.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Haunting Feelings...</title><content type='html'>11/6/2007 9.32 (monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i really hate to say this but, im actually having homesick now, dont know y, i just keep on thinking the moment when i drive, play wif frens, meeting frens. Although i din actually meet all the person that i wan to meet, but i hope that next time i could meet them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, now i feel that i should blog when im in ipoh, cuz theres many things that worth to remember, like my mum trust me in my driving skills, and im actually free on doing almost everything i wan. But its still the same that i need to ask my parents, but then unlike last time, this time all the answer was yes yes yes u may. BUT, wif conditions, that is, helping my mum to fetch my siblings, ishh, at 1st..driving was fun and quite easy, including exciting. Cuz im still new to it, so means im always feeling unprepared for it, but after awhile, i finally know that my mum was actually giving me practise, giving me courage. So in the end, i drove freely with no mistakes, haha, quite happy actually. But then, after sometimes, i finally felt that driving was boring, very exhausting too, hehe, cuz ive been dota-ing or webbing all night. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this consider the new day for me, erm, 2nd day in perth if i wan to count it as the start of something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today i went badminton wif uncle, to my surprise, uncle was PRO! Erm, and the most surprise thing is that, my badminton skill, SUKS TO MAX! Im really dissapointed wif it, i thought i might played better, but then i just keep on blaming on something like the floor was slippery, and my shoe was actually not for sports such as badminton cuz i cant BREAK or stop when i wanted to during the game. Hmm, but, actually i blame for my skill, i need more practise, as im 1 of the former representative school badminton players, now i noticed that i lost all my sense, and skills, mayb i din play badminton too long. But then i will assure u guys that 1 or 2 more times in that bloody badminton court, i will surely BACK cuz that time i might probably adapted to it, but, 1 thing i hate about the court is the lights, ITS VERY BRIGHT, as i hav some problem wif my eye sight, i already hav problems aiming the ball, but i managed to do it last time back in malaysia cuz its not that bright. But then this time, the court in perth is very bright, i hardly c the ball coming. WTF -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, thx for reading..KAM SA HA MI DAI ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4036405443662565741?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4036405443662565741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4036405443662565741&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4036405443662565741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4036405443662565741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/06/haunting-feelings.html' title='The Haunting Feelings...'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-7070864859739284071</id><published>2007-05-27T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T22:55:16.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delay delay...song nia~</title><content type='html'>10.47pm (27/5/2007) sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg..lol...i was like wtf once i arrived perth air port, cuz its my 1st time to travel alone. Hmm, everything was fine but then the delay, cuz of computer bla bla stuff having problems, so the SO-CALLED pro engineer went to fix the problem, well, the announce over and over again just to tell us that the time needed to repair increase 1 hour, i was like diu..my 1st travel is my 1st indelible exp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, they serve all the passenger wif drinks and sandwiches, which i think its not enough. They gave us vouchers, for refreshment, a $7.50 voucher seems to cheer some of the passenger, but theres still noise mumbling and complaning the delay, well...haha...i am 1 of them~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway v should depart at 4.30..but then v depart at 7.30...wtf...3 housr long awaits finally they fixed the damn problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway during the flight, it was quite comfortable as theres many movies i can watch, including dumb games...LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-7070864859739284071?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7070864859739284071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=7070864859739284071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7070864859739284071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7070864859739284071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/05/delay-delaysong-nia.html' title='Delay delay...song nia~'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-1158236420097515120</id><published>2007-05-21T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:08:50.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAYS TITLE! BITTER-SWEET! =D</title><content type='html'>21/5/2007 10.35PM (MON)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PART 1) THE BITTER PART~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHHA! JUNKFOOD RESTOCK DAY! ONE OF MY FAVOURITE DAY TO DO THE SHOPPING WHICH MY AIM WAS ACTUALLY ONLY JUNKSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho...erm...i skipped todays afternoon class, erm..dont ask me why, maybe the reason is either lazy or dont feel like going! Well, i can skip with no worries cuz its my last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thanks to TIM, one of my gay friend, told me that there was a japanese restaurant along the street near woolworth. Well, at 1st, the place looks rather interesting as birds flying freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm..the food, it was rather expensive compared to other restaurant, which one of my friend keep on complaining that he was going to *POKAI*. Well, after sometime, we finally figured out that expensive food would be more tasty.&lt;br /&gt;*READERS, PLS TAKE NOTE THAT V FIGURED OUT THIS BEFORE OUR MEAL!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, erm...to our surprise, our meal...looks INTERESTING, which in other word..it looks weird!&lt;br /&gt;The word *EAT IT AND DIG IT NOWWWW!* keep on running in our mind and persuading us to move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time, my stomach keep playing drum, so i decided to volunteer 1st. Well, the 1st bite was not that bad, but then MORE INCOMING TERIYAKI RICE AND CHICKEN SOON LOOKS LIKE SHIT TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANNNNN! IT TASTE AWEFULL! My fussy friend keep on complaning the food taste shit, and i started thinking that i rather eat dog food, or its better than my house dog food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is the list of the victims..&lt;br /&gt;1. TIM *THX TO THIS LENG ZHAI V HAD TO PAY AND EAT SHIT FOR OUR LUNCH*&lt;br /&gt;2. Nathan *The most innocent* (T.T)v&lt;br /&gt;3. Kenneth *The most fussy eater*&lt;br /&gt;4. xxxxxx *sry as i forgot his name* xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PART 2) THE SWEET PART~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LIKE WTF? I CANT BELIEVE THIS DAY HAD COME! AFTER THE TORTUROUS TIME OF NOT HAVING ANY JUNK FOODS! I CANT BELIEVE MY DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;MY...MY......MYYYY! MY FAVOURITE RESTOCK JUNKFOOD DAY!!!!! Wahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this time im considered good, as good means not being as impulsive as last time... xD&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, nothing much about it, hehe...while typing this blog, i was actually looking at my stock! Wahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa Cannot tahan already liao la, i must hav sedikit GOODIES NOW jor lar! *singlish*&lt;br /&gt;*singlish*  includes -Hokkien&lt;br /&gt;                                  -Mandarin&lt;br /&gt;                                  -Malay&lt;br /&gt;                                  -English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLESSSS! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-1158236420097515120?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1158236420097515120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=1158236420097515120&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1158236420097515120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/1158236420097515120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/05/todays-title-bitter-sweet-d.html' title='TODAYS TITLE! BITTER-SWEET! =D'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-7921086030463650718</id><published>2007-05-14T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T23:58:05.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 6'' degree..</title><content type='html'>11.37PM (14-5-2007) Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i wonder y so cold, as i remember yesterday are much better. Anyway i cant stand the breeze...gosh..its freezing outside, at 1pm..yup..and yes, 1PM IN THE AFTERNOON! ITS FREEZING MAN! LoL...i was like wth happen! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am still not used to it, but then...the jogging, as i recall back what happen last week, LOL! man...to tell u the truth i lost my way back.. xD hey..not funny ok...lol..do u know how does it feels like to be LOST? ALONE? and my favourite word..DEVASTATED~~~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL...it took my hours to find my way back, im exhausted, thirsty and...erm....angry too...LOL! that time i am wearing singlet and lucky i wore long pants, if not u guys wont be able to read this blog anymore...xD get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway at last, victory is mine...i found the dam way back to house...lol...as i noticed that i round and round and run around the neighbourhood starring stupidly at the road name...cuz i passed them many times..but then i dont know which is the right direction so i tried north, west, east, and south from the place i am standing...LOL! STILL NO DAM CLUE UNTILL I SAW A BUS HEADING UP! so i curiosly chase the bus, not hoping it to stop as i dont hav cash.. xD just hope that it may lead me back to a place which is familiar to my house...but then...u know la, run run half way dont know where the hell did the bus go...LOL! eh...i warn u dont laugh ar! -_-V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..i cut it short as its a long story, so in the end, i reached home in time for dinner. After telling my housemates and homestay parents MY 1ST JOGGING EXPERIENCE...rather feeling pity towards me..i just..dont know y they laugh, and, u know la..the LENG ZHAI SIU MAI tease me...ISHHHH! TSSSSSSSSSK~~~~~~~`! angry-nya~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, back to the 6'' degree, erm..freezing...erm..breezing..and...and..erm...freezing -___-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY I CANT WAIT TO MEET MY SWEEEEET SWEEEET IPOH IN 2 WEEKs TIME! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*as i pray to god that i can time travel..finally..god has answered my prayers...TO MY SURPRISE! i got it...as a dream in yesterday night.....* -_______-" but then...still ok...right? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-7921086030463650718?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7921086030463650718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=7921086030463650718&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7921086030463650718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/7921086030463650718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/05/6-degree.html' title='the 6&apos;&apos; degree..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-2368207846489231642</id><published>2007-05-14T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T00:50:37.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness...this word is hard to find in my dictionary..</title><content type='html'>12.27am (14-5-2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when i start typing, i have a strange feeling, its like im trying to recall back my past, gosh...this just keep on haunting me everytime when i got a quick flash back about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just, erm..dont know what to say, as everyday seems dull to me..although i have friends around me, but same thing, i feel lonely...its like i missed out something in my life, or should i say my heart is trying to communicate with me as i dont know what i want or seek for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im outdated..haha..but its true that i just watched pirates of the carribean 2 yesterday. As i am enjoying myself..ALONE!!! haha..anyway i am home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i watched how jack sparrow...oh sry, its captain jack sparrow showing how his compass works..gosh..its so amazing that the compass can actually point things that the owner desire for. Then, suddenly..haha...its so funny but, i hope i have that compass..u know..to show what i really want and desire for! I know its childish to think about it, but please dont leave any offensive words about it to me k? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, i got the answer..its just that i dont know how to act. Gosh...seeking the truth and what i desire for is hard..its like almost impossible to finish the story ending part. I just got little idea about it but still, its not enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..but..for boys...probably ull know what i am thinking, and if u r thinking what im thinking, then....haha..yes and triple yup for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do correct me if i have any mistake above...thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-2368207846489231642?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2368207846489231642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=2368207846489231642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2368207846489231642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/2368207846489231642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/05/happinessthis-word-is-hard-to-find-in.html' title='Happiness...this word is hard to find in my dictionary..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6044756186318973875</id><published>2007-05-05T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T00:42:40.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indelible n Inconceivable Sadness</title><content type='html'>12.22am 5/5/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, just dont feel right. Gosh..gonna write emotion stuff here again.&lt;br /&gt;Its been 2 weeks since my last post, reason is, nothing to write..another reason is..&lt;br /&gt;i hav no mood to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, noticed something sad, *which i wont reveal it here cuz of my privacy*..Im really&lt;br /&gt;sad about it, my heart now, so confuse, some how mingled wif sadness too. While typing this blog, i never plan or check or even think what should i write here..mayb the reason i keep on typing is to fill up my empty space, although frens are beside me and always playing and teasing me, but then..theres a hole in my heart, i dont know how to describe it..But it always haunts me when i think of it, i felt lonely..heart-ache, as if im trying to find a key to unlock my heart, but then all the key aint right, it need something stronger like antidotes to take away the indelible poison, which in other word..sadness..and the word i like to say most, struggling devastation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel like talking, but i am forcing myself to do, so that others wont know whats happening to me..I dont really know if im good at pretending, but then my fading smile, no one can protect my fading smile..just...feel like going to church on sunday, i wan to feel GOD presence and i need&lt;br /&gt;his help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this eccentric feeling...i hate it..and my heart..*****SIGHHHHHHHHHHHH*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know where to stop, i dont wish to continue..perhaps ill stop here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6044756186318973875?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6044756186318973875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6044756186318973875&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6044756186318973875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6044756186318973875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/05/indelible-n-inconceivable-sadness.html' title='Indelible n Inconceivable Sadness'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-3735375048094639697</id><published>2007-04-20T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:02:12.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uneducated bastards..</title><content type='html'>20-4-2007 10.02 friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today only 5 people attend the class, including the lucturer. Anyway Huey and Alexsandro r leaving, so means that next week only 4 students are attending the class. Anyway today as soon as v finished our test v went for our break then after that, our class hav a small party till 12.15..hehe...so means that after our test v dont need to study or do excersices but sit down and relax with orange juice and cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately i missed my bus cause i was late for **2** minutes, gosh....imagine that, i waited an hour for another bus to come. After waiting for ages, the bus finally came and i quickly find a sit for myself as im feeling quite tired, then soon....i was asleep...as usual.... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i reached home, i felt very tired and at the same time, my physical body was fighting with my abstract which is related to computer stuff. After a long and hard battle, soon i had decided myself to hav a quick shower then when i was planning to sleep,but then denise suddenly call me and say..* eheh nathan, go lo go lo, go city lo, nick there arh...* At 1st i refuse her offer, but after she nag me for several times, i have no choice but to follow what she says...cuz shes too sweet to reject...*GULP*And..again..v missed the bus, so v decided to take bus 98 to the train station, i thought its near but I WAS AMAZED THAT IT ACTUALLY TAKES MORE THAN 40 MINUTES, then soon v took the train to the city and meet up wif leng zhai nicky...Well, 1st v go buy bubble tea and then, as usual lar, they always bully me 1, i say hungry jack then both of them din say anything but come out with an idea which is going to the PENANG restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its not a bad after all, the foods there are quite delicious, but stuffy. After our indulgence, v head to window shopping around the area and in MYER, then, when v r planning to go home, theres 5 minutes left for out bus, so, v consider it as V MISSED THE BUS, so nick came out with a plan to get home earlier, but the consequences is v hav to take the longer route with train then bus.In the train, i dont kow whether is good luck or bad, a niggaz female sitting beside me and, SHE STINKS TO MAX! OMG! I CANT BARELY BREATH! that time i was struggling for fresh air..nick, which is sitting beside me also can smell the FRESHNESS OF A CORRUPTED ALOE! it really smell worse than garbage bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            ********After the Struggling For Fresh air.....*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, i survived, but then v need to wait the bus for atleast half an hour to pick us up. I talked too much here so i cut it short, while v are walking and our house are near, all the sudden 2 uneducated bastard say stupid/ fuking asians close your music box! that time i dont know but as soon as v reached home nick only tell us that the man was actually scolding me...cuz maybe im listening music in loudspeaker, but, i dont think that i am disturbing them as the music volume is quite low. Anyway, i dont giv a shit to these uneducated bastard dogs who came from an unknown village far far away with bunch of dirt eating useless pathetic babarians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THEY SUX TO MAX* ------i was wondering what their wive looks likes...u know...mayb both of them are from caves....------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-3735375048094639697?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3735375048094639697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=3735375048094639697&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3735375048094639697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/3735375048094639697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/04/uneducated-bastards.html' title='Uneducated bastards..'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4909814870006990810</id><published>2007-04-17T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T23:07:52.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings...</title><content type='html'>17-4-2007 10.48pm mon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what happened to me today...anyway, i feel strange, lonely n sad. Its quite odd for me to hav these feelings cause i normally dont feel that way. Life in college today its a little too quiet n boring as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asleep in the bus as usual again..but..this time looks much more different, i felt very tired, as if something were pulling me to dream about it. But lucky i woke up all the sudden and notice that i was going to miss the bus stop where i usually stop and walk home from there, so i reach out and press the bell as fast as i can. Haha, so at last i manage to *save* myself from walking far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i reach home, the 1st thing i normally do is on the com. Then, i dont know y all of sudden my tears are dropping. Perhaps that time i still miss her. As i am trying to pull myself together, suddenly i started to have a quick flash back bout the past when i and her...gosh..this takes about half an hour to have myself HEART-CURED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, after i had my dinner, my mum told me that dad is giving away the puppy, whiteky and jack is it's parent. Anyway the dog, i dont remember the name, or maybe v haven named it yet till i came to perth. I felt very sad bout it cuz i did take care of it last time when it was born..cuz its the only survival. Anyway, memories could be sad or happy, but v human depends on it in order to move on. Its like a foot print left by you, dont look back, but find the new path which u should keep on walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Suffering Devastation*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4909814870006990810?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4909814870006990810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4909814870006990810&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4909814870006990810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4909814870006990810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/04/feelings.html' title='Feelings...'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-998135648006544588</id><published>2007-04-16T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T00:12:14.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late To college... ; (</title><content type='html'>11.58pm 16-4-2007 monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(while im writing THIS blog..a *idiotic STUPID pig liked* GB player named Tinha still refuse to leave the game although she knew she was going to lose cause her teammate left...anyway...DAMN HER!) still waiting now...its been 30 minutes -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISHHHHH! Today my alarm woke me up at 7am, but im very tired, so i think of having a quick nap for about 10 minutes *which i usually does* but..when i woke up, i look at my handphone, i thought i am still dreaming but, ITS 8AM! DAMN, i was like what the fxxk happened wo~ SO i continue to lie on my bed and think of going to college at 9.45, so i continue my sleep. But, auntie woke me up another time at 8.13am, i felt unpleansant so i answer her reluctantly that i am going to college later. Hmm..i think nothing much today but when i am going to order *WICKED BURGER MEAL SET* in KFC, i answered eveything like medium and coke perfectly but when the waiter was asking me about *WOULD U LIKE ZINGER OR FILLET?* i couldn't understand, so i asked again and again untill i finally get the idea what is he talking about is the 3rd time he asked me, i felt so embarassing as many people are there. But then, its ok, i comfort myself because of the WICKED BUREGR MEAL which i am going to enjoy later (^_^)v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-998135648006544588?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/998135648006544588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=998135648006544588&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/998135648006544588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/998135648006544588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/04/late-to-college.html' title='Late To college... ; ('/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-4220588147320577358</id><published>2007-04-16T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:29:16.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring + rainy day = ?</title><content type='html'>12.14AM mon 16-4-07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, boring betul ni..today its a rainy day. at 12pm i think the rain had already started till erm..like 8~9pm. Nothing much, just whole day in house..bullying noobs in gunbound with the nick. But, at last, v get bullied back. I was hoping KFC today, while i saw aunt told us that dinner are rdy, and YES! I SAW A RED PACKET! but, all the sudden, nick come to me and say, its a RED ROOSTER T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-4220588147320577358?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4220588147320577358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=4220588147320577358&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4220588147320577358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/4220588147320577358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/04/boring-rainy-day.html' title='boring + rainy day = ?'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6752853821940579271</id><published>2007-04-15T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T01:36:04.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ntg much~~</title><content type='html'>15-4-2007 sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* haiyo...its hard to learn NOT TO DOT in my msg la..ishhh...im using it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ntg much today, its just that im 36 yrs old in the Wii game, aww man, that moo moo keep on insulting me, and keep telling me that shes younger than me, which thats not real, shes older than me in real life, haha, so ill just ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes...and 1 more thing, that denise *SIN LAI* 1....she miss the pin when she playing bowling, she blame me, she say that im noisy or cursing her, i was like what the hell? Then, i choose to keep quite, but that cow, miss again, say her skill dont hav the prob, she blame me cuz IM BEING SILENT! ishhh...she say im dangerous when i dont speak cuz i may cursing her to miss the pin. *Sigh* always bully me T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*today so dissapointed..waited 2 weeks to eat the sushi today, but,missed it T.T..better luck next time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi...i luv u~~~~ T.Tv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6752853821940579271?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6752853821940579271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6752853821940579271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6752853821940579271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6752853821940579271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/04/ntg-much.html' title='ntg much~~'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367566600396130294.post-6070478453101950434</id><published>2007-04-14T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T01:56:31.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newbie here...</title><content type='html'>14-4-2007 *1.45am*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...my kai jie SIMONE from swtiz is leaving...gonna miss her...which include christine jie jie...from japan...usually when OSAMU...my japanese koko..is here..the class will be very lively...cuz...his a good and funny guy...anyway...my friend...lawrence and paul...is leaving too...both of them are going to canning college...ishhh...y everyone is leaving me? Anyway the class will me very boring...ill be dead for sure...*sigh*....as i think of the past...i felt that times fly...its so hard to say goodbye...thats y i hate it...i..just miss my pals...*sigh*...u know...those days.*****~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4367566600396130294-6070478453101950434?l=sknathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6070478453101950434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4367566600396130294&amp;postID=6070478453101950434&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6070478453101950434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4367566600396130294/posts/default/6070478453101950434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sknathan.blogspot.com/2007/04/newbie-here.html' title='Newbie here...'/><author><name>S.K Soon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03047308034507367656</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_d5yjKDxuyPU/SGm_Z60_PJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I-XZpH78xYE/S220/1_154365669m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
