<?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-9065678</id><updated>2011-07-09T00:31:34.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my nonsense</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-9164736160935465186</id><published>2010-04-25T04:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T05:06:18.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i pushing myself too hard?&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just because i didn't try hard in the past.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to perfect in everything now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but reality is cruel....&lt;br /&gt;who really understand?&lt;br /&gt;who even cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it's time to lax.&lt;br /&gt;lay back and observe.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'll learn better that way.&lt;br /&gt;like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many other things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but who else can i talk to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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there's someone to talk to now.&lt;br /&gt;no exact topic, just random chat about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a run with my elder brother just now.&lt;br /&gt;had a short chat with him and it just feels great.&lt;br /&gt;i felt a load lifted off from me.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think being away from my family makes me wants to be closer to them.&lt;br /&gt;humans. just so ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day, &lt;blockquote&gt;"Life's an irony. Every step closer is just another step backwards. When things&lt;br /&gt;gets tense up, take a step away and you will find the way to move ahead. "&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-8370679659149669459?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8370679659149669459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=8370679659149669459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8370679659149669459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8370679659149669459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2010/04/pop-ed-currently-on-my-block-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-7256755497443804376</id><published>2010-03-28T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:36:54.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;piece by piece, everything i had just started crumbling down.&lt;br /&gt;but now..&lt;br /&gt;i'm still standing.&lt;br /&gt;humans. the power of their body and mind.&lt;br /&gt;stronger than one could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to POP.&lt;br /&gt;life to me now is like mystery box filled with different events, happenings.&lt;br /&gt;opening it everyday is an excitement.&lt;br /&gt;never knowing what is going to come.&lt;br /&gt;but still holding on to the courage to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;facing everyday whether good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close friends and I had decided on starting our business alr.&lt;br /&gt;and preps are on the way.&lt;br /&gt;online first. before we hit the market out there.&lt;br /&gt;the fighting spirit that had never been so strong b4.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to stand up once again.&lt;br /&gt;like a man, to think for himself, to live for himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7256755497443804376?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7256755497443804376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7256755497443804376' 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will never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Do you remember the path where we met,&lt;br /&gt;Long, long ago,&lt;br /&gt;Long, long ago?&lt;br /&gt;That's when you told me you would not forget,&lt;br /&gt;Long, long ago,&lt;br /&gt;Long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Then, to all others my smile you preferred,&lt;br /&gt;Love, when you spoke, gave a charm to each word,&lt;br /&gt;Still my heart treasures the praises I heard,&lt;br /&gt;Long, long ago,&lt;br /&gt;Long ago.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-274468074182310729?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/274468074182310729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=274468074182310729' title='0 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rest.&lt;br /&gt;good things in army. no more flu or cough.&lt;br /&gt;but muscle aches everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks passed.&lt;br /&gt;more weeks to go.&lt;br /&gt;and i still misses you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7627451634289342315?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7627451634289342315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7627451634289342315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7627451634289342315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7627451634289342315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-back-home-after-2-weeks-of-army.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-2440465533846321923</id><published>2009-12-11T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:24:16.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodbye old kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;everything might have changed when i'm in there.&lt;br /&gt;but i left my heart with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2440465533846321923?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-3056768253635287263</id><published>2009-12-05T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:09:16.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if there's still a chance.&lt;br /&gt;i want to hold on to you till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;cause deep down in my heart, i know...&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be by your side, to love you, to hold you, to share everything that i have with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-3056768253635287263?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3056768253635287263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=3056768253635287263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3056768253635287263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3056768253635287263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-theres-still-chance.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-397491229639553416</id><published>2009-11-06T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:05:47.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when all the msges i send last night was just a facade.&lt;br /&gt;it really hurts deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;too much for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so lost with no one to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;after all there's no one that could help me make it better.&lt;br /&gt;went for a run cause i just didnt want to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;ran aimlessly round and round my estate.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i ain't that strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-397491229639553416?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/397491229639553416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=397491229639553416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-8671796891501401150?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8671796891501401150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=8671796891501401150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8671796891501401150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8671796891501401150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-1613861999115447321</id><published>2009-11-04T09:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:44:28.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt my life was in a mess. and so is my room.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to clean up. perhaps end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;after i quit my job to get prepared for ns.&lt;br /&gt;and it's 37 days more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you still reads this blog,&lt;br /&gt;girl, no matter what problems you have, i will always be the first to be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, it was work or any other reasons, but it just seems to me that i had be taken out from your life. i'm left with this 1 month and yet you are still busy. i think it will be quite a long time to be able to meet you after i enlist. but till then, take care and stay cheerful =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-1613861999115447321?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1613861999115447321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=1613861999115447321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1613861999115447321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1613861999115447321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-felt-my-life-was-in-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-7199876018263253482</id><published>2009-11-03T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T02:27:16.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me tell you a joke.&lt;br /&gt;Me, myself, kenneth wong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just find myself damn pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously failed as a son, a boyfriend, a whatever i am.&lt;br /&gt;desperately trying to fill my schedule up so that i won't start thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm a joke. laugh at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7199876018263253482?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7199876018263253482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7199876018263253482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7199876018263253482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7199876018263253482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-me-tell-you-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-2012171526678034196</id><published>2009-11-02T04:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T05:01:05.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>无论如何, 我都要撑下去...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;i shall give myself a chance to believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;that things will turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;29 more working days.&lt;br /&gt;10 days of rest.&lt;br /&gt;and i shall move on to another chapter in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are the sacrifices in life that we had to make.&lt;br /&gt;what is more important to us.&lt;br /&gt;what is worth going on for.&lt;br /&gt;most of the times, there are things in life which we can't balance.&lt;br /&gt;and we have to sacrifice one, believing they can be more understanding.&lt;br /&gt;whatever decisions, i trust wholeheartly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2012171526678034196?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2012171526678034196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=2012171526678034196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2012171526678034196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2012171526678034196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-1489924933697448305</id><published>2009-11-01T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:33:51.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spoilt my day.&lt;br /&gt;and there all goes with the stupid rain.&lt;br /&gt;am i asking too much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-1489924933697448305?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1489924933697448305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=1489924933697448305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1489924933697448305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1489924933697448305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/11/spoilt-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-375182491683586922</id><published>2009-10-25T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T03:43:09.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fast or slow.&lt;br /&gt;i wondered.&lt;br /&gt;finally something i've wanted to get over with it is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;just 46 days more.&lt;br /&gt;it gonna be another life-changing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't say it was bad that i had dropped out from poly 2 years back.&lt;br /&gt;now, i had experienced more things,&lt;br /&gt;had a group of buddies,&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful gf although we don't had much chance meeting up often now.&lt;br /&gt;just like in the past,&lt;br /&gt;everyone just gets busy.&lt;br /&gt;right now, i shall just wait patiently till Dec 11.&lt;br /&gt;working my days away, hanging out with pat, bryan and gang.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for someday when my busy gf gets a little time out for me.&lt;br /&gt;i shall just enjoy this little process of 46 days.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i was like the guy in this movie 'Click'&lt;br /&gt;always trying to forward things.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i miss out the process within.&lt;br /&gt;the moments of happiness and laugther.&lt;br /&gt;but thats just how humans learn.&lt;br /&gt;mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i thought about the past, i realised,&lt;br /&gt;"oh, i should be doing it this way." or "Why did i do that"&lt;br /&gt;but, everything's too late.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope for the every next time, i get a chance to do things right.&lt;br /&gt;i had emo-ed, and i 've thought through.&lt;br /&gt;when nothing waits for you, you just have to keep moving on.&lt;br /&gt;no one pities you for the mistakes you had made.&lt;br /&gt;everyone had their own.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's for to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;just some thoughts to myself.&lt;br /&gt;let's move on together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-375182491683586922?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/375182491683586922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=375182491683586922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/375182491683586922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/375182491683586922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/10/fast-or-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-7823504230806425729</id><published>2009-10-20T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T02:17:32.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>52 days more to more and more book-ins.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what will happen next.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will miss her alot.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7823504230806425729?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7823504230806425729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7823504230806425729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7823504230806425729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7823504230806425729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/10/52-days-more-to-more-and-more-book-ins.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-9140694970426154117</id><published>2009-09-19T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:23:46.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here it comes again.&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep falling ill.&lt;br /&gt;so hard to concentrate at work with that stupid running nose.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so tired. time for an early rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-9140694970426154117?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/9140694970426154117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=9140694970426154117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/9140694970426154117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/9140694970426154117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-it-comes-again.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-7526486658181446248</id><published>2009-09-10T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:53:25.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy 21st to me =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi8AhibliI/AAAAAAAAAS4/pBObku3zmSk/s1600-h/21stmencandy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379756472082863650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi8AhibliI/AAAAAAAAAS4/pBObku3zmSk/s200/21stmencandy1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi7_z8-JnI/AAAAAAAAASw/T-FzAkbFOOM/s1600-h/21stmencandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379756459846149746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi7_z8-JnI/AAAAAAAAASw/T-FzAkbFOOM/s200/21stmencandy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my beloved girlfriend who bluff me about not coming, &lt;3 I love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;thanks for coming, you cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi8BWBIurI/AAAAAAAAATI/JpIAEOdZhG0/s1600-h/21st1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379756486170294962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi8BWBIurI/AAAAAAAAATI/JpIAEOdZhG0/s200/21st1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi8A0UL3XI/AAAAAAAAATA/DpV2RofRqnM/s1600-h/21st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379756477123386738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi8A0UL3XI/AAAAAAAAATA/DpV2RofRqnM/s200/21st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi8BgmCSHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9qhzUC7w004/s1600-h/21st2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379756489009416306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi8BgmCSHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/9qhzUC7w004/s200/21st2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decided to meet up on saturday to celebrate my 21st.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had some laughter and screaming at mind's cafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to plasma for some drinking session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which i went drunk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks all for coming to celebrate my birthday with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i miss the days when we always went down to plasma to drink and have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a simple celebration for a simple me with my beloved girlfriend and such wonderful friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7526486658181446248?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7526486658181446248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7526486658181446248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7526486658181446248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7526486658181446248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-21st-to-me-to-my-beloved.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sqi8AhibliI/AAAAAAAAAS4/pBObku3zmSk/s72-c/21stmencandy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-6688492686888589618</id><published>2009-08-19T03:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T03:46:28.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all-night cough, continuous runny nose, stupid backache, damn headache, thousand and one burns on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;these days, i wonder why i just felt like breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;although there's only one month left.&lt;br /&gt;hanging on for so long, every single problem is back again.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so sick but i don't want to take mc and stay at home alone.&lt;br /&gt;so many things kept to myself, no one to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i felt that i'm the best liar in the world.&lt;br /&gt;cos i can even lie to myself without blinking my eye.&lt;br /&gt;how long more can i last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 days more. how i wish that day can just go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-6688492686888589618?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6688492686888589618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=6688492686888589618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/6688492686888589618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/6688492686888589618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-night-cough-continuous-runny-nose.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-526501897773510763</id><published>2009-08-12T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:20:11.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed aug 12.&lt;br /&gt;it's my offday again.&lt;br /&gt;didn't want to be alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;went to ntu to find terence.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to experience some uni life.&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, his only lecture for the day is cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch there and stayed at his hostel.&lt;br /&gt;uni life seems fun, but i won't get to experience it.&lt;br /&gt;another offday over.&lt;br /&gt;7 more offdays to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-526501897773510763?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/526501897773510763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=526501897773510763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/526501897773510763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/526501897773510763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/08/wed-aug-12.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-8317068120975677058</id><published>2009-08-06T05:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T05:38:20.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything will be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;just a couple of months more....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-8317068120975677058?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5799137187098757262</id><published>2009-08-04T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:53:08.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's most important in life.&lt;br /&gt;what drives me to my fullest potential.&lt;br /&gt;i guess is just &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5799137187098757262?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5799137187098757262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5799137187098757262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7553758775928660696?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7553758775928660696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7553758775928660696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7553758775928660696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7553758775928660696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-fixed-destiny-or-karma-from-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-2192067334052815202</id><published>2009-07-27T08:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:35:45.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr Thumb,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for scalding you yesterday at work.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for my carelessness and hope you will recover quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Mr Thumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2192067334052815202?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-757903559829674480</id><published>2009-07-18T05:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T06:39:45.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>learning is a journey which never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 2 years plus since i had started on my journey away from the comfortable Singaporean kid life.&lt;br /&gt;I left poly, applied for SHATEC and joined Secret Recipe, my first F&amp;amp;B line.&lt;br /&gt;Although i had applied for culinary skills, i started work as a service crew.&lt;br /&gt;Working then was my life, especially after my break-up.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i was just a part-timer, i worked close to 12 hours daily.&lt;br /&gt;School starts after 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;It was another type of life for me.&lt;br /&gt;I explore things which i had never done before.&lt;br /&gt;I met different types of people, people which are so different from I had ever met.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a whole new experience which i would never thought of.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, life at SHATEC was my everything.&lt;br /&gt;With my buddies in school, we studied together, flirt with girls together.&lt;br /&gt;I never expect something else till i started work at Baden.&lt;br /&gt;I met this girl.&lt;br /&gt;I thought liking her was just another normal thing.&lt;br /&gt;besides ,at that moment, she was also having her own relationship problem.&lt;br /&gt;so, i would just spend my time accompanying her, cheering her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was it really fate, or just purely coincidence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 7&lt;/strong&gt;, attachment had just started and i decided to meet up with 2 of my friends for a drink.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot why i was with her. but i brought her along to drink.&lt;br /&gt;and with no reason why, my friend just kind of got us together.&lt;br /&gt;and that's how we started.&lt;br /&gt;for the first 2 months, both of us were so happy together.&lt;br /&gt;but perhaps, i never had once past a 2 month relationship.&lt;br /&gt;problems surfaced.&lt;br /&gt;she avoided me for a month, the month which i had tried so hard just to get a few minutes of her time to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it wasn't time for us to end.&lt;br /&gt;we got back together. 4th month 5th month....&lt;br /&gt;with a few quarrels here and there, i was contented with her by my side.&lt;br /&gt;till 1, 2 month ago,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps she wasn't in a good mood, plus i was having problems with my attachment.&lt;br /&gt;i had a big quarrel with her. i hurt her with my words.&lt;br /&gt;by the time, i could calm down and think. it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;words that had been said can't be taken back.&lt;br /&gt;although things had been cleared out and she didn't bother about me.&lt;br /&gt;i know in her heart she does.&lt;br /&gt;recently she just started attachment.&lt;br /&gt;maybe she was too tired or is there other reason.&lt;br /&gt;i had not seen her for 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;i thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's a test for me.&lt;br /&gt;another learning experience of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;starting a relationship is about love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maintaining one is about trust and understanding&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;to foster a relationship which could last forever is something i'm learning now.&lt;br /&gt;this 2 years of life experience, no matter what's the result, i've gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;people have asked me how i'm going to celebrate my 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;to me, birthday should be an event extremely important to a person.&lt;br /&gt;but right now, i only wish to celebrate with that very one person in my life, her.&lt;br /&gt;with her by my side beats the celebration, the presents i could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I can plan my own birthday, I just want to spend my whole day with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my buddies, to her.&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS! to every good things in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-757903559829674480?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/757903559829674480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=757903559829674480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/757903559829674480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/757903559829674480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/07/learning-is-journey-which-never-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-3909335053076146705</id><published>2009-07-17T05:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T05:40:39.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss your smile.&lt;br /&gt;i miss your laughter.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the smell of your hair.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the purple dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-3909335053076146705?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-1809983032538502504</id><published>2009-06-17T07:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:57:57.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work. has been so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;with my back ache. but i can pull through.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, this thing came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;failure, am i one or am i not.&lt;br /&gt;the answer is Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;how can i be a failure when i still have a long way to go in life.&lt;br /&gt;how ridiculous of me to think of myself as one in the past.&lt;br /&gt;there can be miracles when you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week of reflecting.&lt;br /&gt;life ain't bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;other than tiredness from work, i've started to love my life.&lt;br /&gt;however i'm missing this girl of mine.&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking why.&lt;br /&gt;why things have been so different.&lt;br /&gt;what's gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps being human. greed, one of the 7 sins.&lt;br /&gt;we just expect more.&lt;br /&gt;i agreed. i did expect more from her.&lt;br /&gt;from the selfless one, to the one who demands and craves for the constant care and attention.&lt;br /&gt;i'm the source of the problem&lt;br /&gt;happiness is contagious.&lt;br /&gt;one have to be happy to give happiness.&lt;br /&gt;one have to give happiness to attain more happiness.&lt;br /&gt;giving doesn't necessary mean instant payout, it runs a long way.&lt;br /&gt;i once depicted myself as a clown.&lt;br /&gt;one who sacrifices oneself to give joy and happiness to others.&lt;br /&gt;but it was such a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;selflessness.&lt;br /&gt;i have lost this character of mine in vain of searching for success.&lt;br /&gt;it was a long time since i had refused to give.&lt;br /&gt;i have enlightened selflessness.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to cultivate and make use of it.&lt;br /&gt;being able to smile everyday is a gift from heaven.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't been using it.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder, life been so tough for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-1809983032538502504?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1809983032538502504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=1809983032538502504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1809983032538502504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1809983032538502504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/work.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5854642700473865329</id><published>2009-06-13T05:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T06:12:03.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enlighten me..</title><content type='html'>so many thoughts ran through my head.&lt;br /&gt;so many questions i asked myself.&lt;br /&gt;but when will i get my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read the book.&lt;br /&gt;i meditate.&lt;br /&gt;i reflect on myself.&lt;br /&gt;but i just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;what is life to me.&lt;br /&gt;which is the path for me.&lt;br /&gt;what is right and what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;3 years back when i was still in poly studying design.&lt;br /&gt;i asked myself, what is the definition of beauty in design.&lt;br /&gt;till now i don't have my answer.&lt;br /&gt;few weeks back, i asked her.&lt;br /&gt;how do you state that a high heel shoe is nice.&lt;br /&gt;is there really such a thing called talent for taste.&lt;br /&gt;tell me. what's my definition?&lt;br /&gt;what's the definition of my life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5854642700473865329?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5854642700473865329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5854642700473865329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5854642700473865329'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;till after she talked to me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;i still don't get how i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but i do know, the problem lies with me.&lt;br /&gt;page by page, i read through the book.&lt;br /&gt;then i stopped at this subtitle "Look for patterns"&lt;br /&gt;no matter what quarrels, what arguments.&lt;br /&gt;it just seems that everything just started with me.&lt;br /&gt;i continued reading till another subtitle "You are not the centre of the universe."&lt;br /&gt;i asked myself. Am i?&lt;br /&gt;all along i was just purely stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;from young, the only thing my mum dislike about me is my stubbornness.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't knew from when but my mum started to said i'm arrogant, selfish to only think for myself.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am. i am arrogant. i thought i was the best, the biggest when i'm only nothing.&lt;br /&gt;all i did was just complain and complain.&lt;br /&gt;and to blame on others, to hurt the ones i love.&lt;br /&gt;i've changed so much that i don't even know myself.&lt;br /&gt;i despise myself.&lt;br /&gt;how did i even become like that.&lt;br /&gt;i rejected everyone who cared for me.&lt;br /&gt;i hurt them by saying they doing not care for me,&lt;br /&gt;when they truly do.&lt;br /&gt;just because they didn't give my expected care.&lt;br /&gt;i was stubborn to insist the care i expected.&lt;br /&gt;i was selfish to think only for myself and yet to blame others.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like myself.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;every single thing that happened to me today is because of the actions i did, the words i said.&lt;br /&gt;all the quarrels, the termination.&lt;br /&gt;yet i blame everyone but myself.&lt;br /&gt;i was such a fool, an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the girl which i love and hurt so much:&lt;br /&gt;sorry was the last word you needed.&lt;br /&gt;i know i had hurt you too much.&lt;br /&gt;so much that you gave up on me.&lt;br /&gt;i denied the care you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;i hurt you with my stubbornness.&lt;br /&gt;i made you cry with my bad temper.&lt;br /&gt;the happiness which i had once promised to give you was destroyed with my own hands.&lt;br /&gt;i dare not to hope for your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;but i have decided to change not only for you and the ones who cared for me.&lt;br /&gt;i only wish you can wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If you get there before I do&lt;br /&gt;  Don't give up on me&lt;br /&gt;  I'll meet you when my chores are through&lt;br /&gt;  I don't know how long I'll be&lt;br /&gt;  But I'm not gonna let you down&lt;br /&gt;  Darling wait and see&lt;br /&gt;  And between now and then&lt;br /&gt;  Till I see you again&lt;br /&gt;  I'll be loving you&lt;br /&gt;  Love, me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-3198570950802129754?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3198570950802129754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=3198570950802129754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3198570950802129754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3198570950802129754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-840594227293539070</id><published>2009-05-05T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:25:50.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long weekend. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank god. it's over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to look for candy at her friend's birthday chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the first thing i saw was a sea cow aka dewgong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that night was damn funny though tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a walk on the beach with my girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. throwing stones in the sea after 4, 5 years not doing so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so lousy at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sf8WJX1GZGI/AAAAAAAAASo/XyeQLegGncY/s1600-h/P290409_14.15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004834101322850" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sf8WJX1GZGI/AAAAAAAAASo/XyeQLegGncY/s200/P290409_14.15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sf8WI9rHpyI/AAAAAAAAASg/gsSLRF6BMXc/s1600-h/P290409_00.40%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004827080140578" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sf8WI9rHpyI/AAAAAAAAASg/gsSLRF6BMXc/s200/P290409_00.40%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sf8WIZtcjBI/AAAAAAAAASY/iIPcuPFdxkM/s1600-h/P290409_00.33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004817426222098" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sf8WIZtcjBI/AAAAAAAAASY/iIPcuPFdxkM/s200/P290409_00.33.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sf8WIUMpJmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/f-lZQI6n6TU/s1600-h/P290409_00.39%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004815946458722" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Sf8WIUMpJmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/f-lZQI6n6TU/s200/P290409_00.39%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-840594227293539070?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SfX3T0r-w3I/AAAAAAAAASI/aQM-pYhV0Zw/s200/P260409_23.39%5B03%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SfX3TkTaTWI/AAAAAAAAASA/Y1bXfJWS-OA/s1600-h/P260409_23.39%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329437649597517154" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SfX3TkTaTWI/AAAAAAAAASA/Y1bXfJWS-OA/s200/P260409_23.39%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SfX3TrPtDDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/_SrWR4RTIWg/s1600-h/P260409_23.39%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329437651461016626" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SfX3TrPtDDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/_SrWR4RTIWg/s200/P260409_23.39%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SfX3TVhiSFI/AAAAAAAAARw/wXYRDl5-brA/s1600-h/P260409_23.39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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sunday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beautiful candy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beautiful moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just love this girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2838296398753641446?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2838296398753641446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=2838296398753641446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2838296398753641446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2838296398753641446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-song-to-only-candy-in-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SfX3TO8OHpI/AAAAAAAAARo/70LaMpmsWbc/s72-c/P260409_15.45%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-6913872895941034617</id><published>2009-04-23T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T03:10:47.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is just something so magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 3am the previous night,&lt;br /&gt;and i was able to wake up at 730am by myself just before the alarm rings.&lt;br /&gt;continued doing by salad for dear which i prepared the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;all her favourites, strawberries, raisins, salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some fun helping her in her fundraising.&lt;br /&gt;though i dont like some things i see.&lt;br /&gt;but forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she waited for me to end work.&lt;br /&gt;cooked pasta for her dinner.&lt;br /&gt;yummy was what she said.&lt;br /&gt;but i find it so-so only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly enjoyed my days these past few month.&lt;br /&gt;i can say my happiest period in my 20 over years of living.&lt;br /&gt;meeting you was a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;having you was simply god's gift.&lt;br /&gt;and i just simply love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-6913872895941034617?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-535996096843086824</id><published>2009-04-20T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:09:45.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SetoSdKnJ1I/AAAAAAAAARg/8A_8idPEaR8/s1600-h/P190409_01.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326465650571814738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SetoSdKnJ1I/AAAAAAAAARg/8A_8idPEaR8/s200/P190409_01.07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Setn-ujEHpI/AAAAAAAAARI/ugr3zRtYr3A/s1600-h/P190409_01.58%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326465311640395410" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Setn-ujEHpI/AAAAAAAAARI/ugr3zRtYr3A/s200/P190409_01.58%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Setn-dW4W7I/AAAAAAAAARA/n8X8yKbBKjc/s1600-h/P120409_01.50%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326465307025890226" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Setn-dW4W7I/AAAAAAAAARA/n8X8yKbBKjc/s200/P120409_01.50%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Setn_Pe5rmI/AAAAAAAAARY/7HVJTPvLhJg/s1600-h/Marry+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326465320481304162" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/Setn_Pe5rmI/AAAAAAAAARY/7HVJTPvLhJg/s200/Marry+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to my dearest Candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we turn out the lights &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two of us alone together &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something's just not right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But girl you know that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would never ever let another's touch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come between the two of us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause no one else will ever take your place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one else comes close to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one makes me feel the way you do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so special girl to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you'll always be eternally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I hope you near &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You always say the words I love to hear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl with just a touch, you can do so much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one else comes close &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I wake up to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The touch of your head on my shoulder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're a dream come true, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh girl you know I'll always treasure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every kiss and every day I love you girl in every way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I always will 'cause in my eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one else comes close to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one makes me feel the way you do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so special girl to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you'll always be eternally baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I hope you near &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You always say the words I love to hear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl with just a touch, you can do so much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh baby baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one else comes close to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one makes me feel the way you do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so special girl to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you'll always be eternally baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I hope you near &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You always say the words I love to hear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl with just a touch, you can do so much &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one else comes close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-535996096843086824?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/535996096843086824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=535996096843086824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/535996096843086824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/535996096843086824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/dedicated-to-my-dearest-candy-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SetoSdKnJ1I/AAAAAAAAARg/8A_8idPEaR8/s72-c/P190409_01.07.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-7789138362739360468</id><published>2009-04-15T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T02:35:06.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear, i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;was in a bad mood just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so useless. 21 year old guy who don't even have to money to feed himself.&lt;br /&gt;fk the attachment. fk everything.&lt;br /&gt;why can't i even support myself.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to get money from my parents, i don't want to use your money.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i even scolded myself.&lt;br /&gt;fked up. useless shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7789138362739360468?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7789138362739360468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7789138362739360468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7789138362739360468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7789138362739360468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-7735046561928941205</id><published>2009-04-12T07:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:20:17.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just love hugging her and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;no idea why but i can just doze off in a couple of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats having her in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was another enjoyable night at St James.&lt;br /&gt;it's always enjoyable being with her. loved it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7735046561928941205?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7735046561928941205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7735046561928941205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7735046561928941205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7735046561928941205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-love-hugging-her-and-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-3118257736589274760</id><published>2009-04-08T03:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T03:47:39.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;Happy 6 month, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;Having you was what more than i had wish for.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more that i could give to you,&lt;br /&gt;Only all of my love, care and concern. &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdumZP9p9_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/OQ5U8OomLsg/s1600-h/P010409_16.22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322030337380448242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdumZP9p9_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/OQ5U8OomLsg/s200/P010409_16.22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdulvWCUS0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/qe3pJRUAmYQ/s1600-h/P070409_16.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322029617456106306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdulvWCUS0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/qe3pJRUAmYQ/s200/P070409_16.43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; - I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; - An eternal love, together as long as we live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; - Be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early, planning what i should do for the day.&lt;br /&gt;none of the idea seems feasible.&lt;br /&gt;rush down to west mall. got a bouquet of 9 roses.&lt;br /&gt;was walking around, reading books in the library.&lt;br /&gt;her lessons are just so long, but it gave me time to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;lessons ended. SURPRISE!!&lt;br /&gt;she was stunned for a moment. still had that moment in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i was glad she was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed my day, and delighted that she enjoyed hers and the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;that's what more important to me, she loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; thanks for everything. really love it.&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy the time together with you.&lt;br /&gt;and i am sorry for the days i ignored you.&lt;br /&gt;i will treat you like what i did today.&lt;br /&gt;but for the bullying, i try to cut down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;muacks. love you.&lt;strong&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9065678-3118257736589274760?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3118257736589274760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=3118257736589274760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3118257736589274760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3118257736589274760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-words-happy-6-month-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdumZP9p9_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/OQ5U8OomLsg/s72-c/P010409_16.22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-2338649570707155597</id><published>2009-04-05T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:34:18.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things which i did,&lt;br /&gt;i never felt so much happier than i'm now.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 6 month =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdjN7VMHiWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/A3TZXf2Pp4I/s1600-h/mencandy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321229378922187106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdjN7VMHiWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/A3TZXf2Pp4I/s200/mencandy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdjOQNG41oI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Y1UgQGmyYGU/s1600-h/rose.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321229737530021506" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdjOQNG41oI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Y1UgQGmyYGU/s200/rose.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你 &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2338649570707155597?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2338649570707155597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=2338649570707155597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2338649570707155597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2338649570707155597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-many-things-which-i-did-i-never-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FSL6KL0sBso/SdjN7VMHiWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/A3TZXf2Pp4I/s72-c/mencandy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-841568743948260996</id><published>2009-03-28T04:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T04:16:31.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should just stop planning.&lt;br /&gt;nothing goes right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-841568743948260996?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/841568743948260996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=841568743948260996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/841568743948260996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/841568743948260996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-should-just-stop-planning.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-1462404088049087428</id><published>2009-03-19T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:22:37.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;ulcers in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like eating already.&lt;br /&gt;sleep is a luxury that i cannot have.&lt;br /&gt;i need more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march april may june july august september october.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-1462404088049087428?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1462404088049087428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=1462404088049087428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1462404088049087428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1462404088049087428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/falling-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5009325493006540643</id><published>2009-03-17T02:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T03:29:31.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a happy man.&lt;br /&gt;It just seems like my troubles all went away.&lt;br /&gt;I just love to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is just so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with her till as long as i can live.&lt;br /&gt;I will do whatever it takes, no matter how hard it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5009325493006540643?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5009325493006540643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5009325493006540643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5009325493006540643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5009325493006540643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-happy-man.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-1975198572672823017</id><published>2009-03-15T04:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:03:23.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i so bored.&lt;br /&gt;maybe what chef said was true.&lt;br /&gt;we just have no life, not much friends.&lt;br /&gt;it's home alone again.&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-1975198572672823017?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1975198572672823017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=1975198572672823017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1975198572672823017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1975198572672823017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-6143605668916534571</id><published>2009-03-14T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T03:42:03.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will i succeed.&lt;br /&gt;will she be there.&lt;br /&gt;will things work out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things are getting out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;some things doesn't matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;some things i don't wish to lose.&lt;br /&gt;some things i want to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;some things are all the i've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to be more open.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to prove myself.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to be more ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but reality prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;I will never give up Again.&lt;br /&gt;never is a harsh word.&lt;br /&gt;but it shows my resolve.&lt;br /&gt;this time round i will make it.&lt;br /&gt;with or without. her.&lt;br /&gt;I believe with my own strength.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to prove myself right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-6143605668916534571?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6143605668916534571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=6143605668916534571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/6143605668916534571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/6143605668916534571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/will-i-succeed.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5173069497511481422</id><published>2009-03-13T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T03:51:16.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>into different directions.&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;all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5173069497511481422?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5173069497511481422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5173069497511481422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5173069497511481422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5173069497511481422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/03/into-different-directions.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-4256789742229311233</id><published>2009-02-25T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:43:01.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;will it be the best way for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting. and im wondering if i should.&lt;br /&gt;i guess she has been busy.&lt;br /&gt;studies, health and whatever other things.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps all these things are lesson which i never learnt from previously.&lt;br /&gt;and things just keep repeating.&lt;br /&gt;or are these retribution from what i have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ns has been coming up to me.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will be in end of this year or early next year.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll have to face this alone.&lt;br /&gt;and after this, i'll be in another new world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess i'm not the one for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had my happiest moments with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see ya if we ever meet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take care of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-4256789742229311233?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4256789742229311233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=4256789742229311233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4256789742229311233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4256789742229311233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-it-over-ive-been-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-971764198512611650</id><published>2009-02-21T03:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T03:24:37.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what am i working so hard for.&lt;br /&gt;trying so hard to go the extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;in return, all i get is shit.&lt;br /&gt;maybe what i'm thinking is all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't get things right.&lt;br /&gt;fucked-up work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-971764198512611650?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/971764198512611650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=971764198512611650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/971764198512611650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/971764198512611650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-i-wonder-what-am-i-working-so.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-993689700620403320</id><published>2009-02-19T03:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T03:58:48.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know why. but i felt as if i was under lots of stress.&lt;br /&gt;every night i just couldn't get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;like the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;i forced myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;laid on the bed but i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;1 hour of tossing and turning.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how long more can i handle this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing control of memory and temper.&lt;br /&gt;i just keep forgetting things.&lt;br /&gt;for the don't know how many times.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my key.&lt;br /&gt;flared up at work today. made sarcastic remarks.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope this whole thing will just get over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mad world. crazy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-993689700620403320?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/993689700620403320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=993689700620403320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/993689700620403320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/993689700620403320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5114930208571423562</id><published>2009-02-18T03:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:05:16.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>into the times when everything goes slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step by step, into every other things.&lt;br /&gt;more changes coming ahead.&lt;br /&gt;what will i be.&lt;br /&gt;mad world.&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with this song.&lt;br /&gt;i just love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5114930208571423562?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5114930208571423562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5114930208571423562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5114930208571423562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5114930208571423562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/into-times-when-everything-goes-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-204437123282572145</id><published>2009-02-09T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:11:31.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stressssssssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucked up work.&lt;br /&gt;8 more months to go.&lt;br /&gt;endure!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just change another job.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what else suits me.&lt;br /&gt;but 1 thing i sure know.&lt;br /&gt;i love to make people happy.&lt;br /&gt;we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-204437123282572145?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/204437123282572145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=204437123282572145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/204437123282572145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/204437123282572145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/stressssssssssssssssssssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5058159522439572788</id><published>2009-02-07T12:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:12:25.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i kind of getting used to it.&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 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5058159522439572788?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5058159522439572788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5058159522439572788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5058159522439572788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5058159522439572788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-kind-of-getting-used-to-it.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-7811150161472886559</id><published>2009-02-05T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:01:26.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeff's gf came to pick him up after work.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i just felt so envious.&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;just go and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i will forget the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7811150161472886559?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7811150161472886559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7811150161472886559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7811150161472886559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7811150161472886559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5863073759278178767</id><published>2009-02-04T02:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:39:27.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it just seems forever for the next day to come.&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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;running and running, hoping the breeze will take me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5863073759278178767?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5863073759278178767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5863073759278178767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5863073759278178767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5863073759278178767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-just-seems-forever-for-next-day-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-356787764760248214</id><published>2009-02-03T03:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T03:30:56.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still not used to all these changes.&lt;br /&gt;but there's nothing i can do and only to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a ship that had lost its direction with no land in sight,&lt;br /&gt;not knowing when and where it will reach ashore.&lt;br /&gt;when living is just for the sake of living.&lt;br /&gt;what's the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;i rather live for the ones i love, doing the things i like.&lt;br /&gt;profession or passion.&lt;br /&gt;my chef always tells me about them.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps he thinks i'm not suited for this industry.&lt;br /&gt;cause i myself felt i've been stuck in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;kenneth, when will you be truly enlighten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chose my path.&lt;br /&gt;i saw the trees, the flowers, the beautiful everything.&lt;br /&gt;i thought this is it.&lt;br /&gt;but still things changes,&lt;br /&gt;there are days and there are nights.&lt;br /&gt;there are rain and there are shine.&lt;br /&gt;however it just seems like the rain and the nights were forever.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting for my sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;as i count the seconds, minutes, hours and days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-356787764760248214?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/356787764760248214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=356787764760248214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/356787764760248214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/356787764760248214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-tell-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-21963689369714008</id><published>2009-02-02T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T03:38:11.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after soooooooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;i finally get to know what she is thinking. from her friend.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if she still reads my blog.&lt;br /&gt;but still i just want her to know.&lt;br /&gt;whatever she like or dont like, pls tell me.&lt;br /&gt;relationship is not only abt feelings for each other.&lt;br /&gt;it's also communication.&lt;br /&gt;no one will know what u are thinking abt.&lt;br /&gt;and dont assume they will know cos no one does.&lt;br /&gt;only by communicating then we can understand more abt each other.&lt;br /&gt;this is the only thing i request from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with some of my old friends today.&lt;br /&gt;had a long chat abt the past and future.&lt;br /&gt;abt relationship and plans.&lt;br /&gt;different people do have different thinking and opinions abt being in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;some looking for gf as their wife.&lt;br /&gt;and others a gf as a gf.&lt;br /&gt;different expectations.&lt;br /&gt;therefore i still think communication is damn important.&lt;br /&gt;in anywhere anyplace.&lt;br /&gt;family friends relationship.&lt;br /&gt;communication is the only way we can understand each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly i apologise if u think i've been too sticky.&lt;br /&gt;it has been too stressful for me at work.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to find someone to talk to, to share my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;and of cos i would look for my gf first.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know it had eaten into ur private space.&lt;br /&gt;thank god. i finally get to know it.&lt;br /&gt;however i wonder if i can still salvage this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can.&lt;br /&gt;my apologies. SORRY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-21963689369714008?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/21963689369714008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=21963689369714008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/21963689369714008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/21963689369714008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-soooooooooo-long.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-8260540550353405214</id><published>2009-02-01T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:14:21.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really just wonder what happened.&lt;br /&gt;but no one is able to tell me anything.&lt;br /&gt;even her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess im a terrible person after all.&lt;br /&gt;a person hard to get people to open out to me.&lt;br /&gt;failure thats what i call.&lt;br /&gt;damn fking failure.&lt;br /&gt;close to 21 years of living.&lt;br /&gt;life's still a big fked-up mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how long more do i have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;december 14. everything changes just after that day.&lt;br /&gt;i just it's still my problem.&lt;br /&gt;after all, it has always been.&lt;br /&gt;just tell me what happened.&lt;br /&gt;i've prepared for the worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-8260540550353405214?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8260540550353405214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=8260540550353405214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8260540550353405214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8260540550353405214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-really-just-wonder-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5374652572633864100</id><published>2009-01-20T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:50:32.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey baby, when we are together, doing things that we love.&lt;br /&gt;Every time you're near I feel like I'm in heaven, feeling high&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let go, girl.&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to know girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away, baby you're the one I need tonight,&lt;br /&gt;No promises.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, now I need to hold you tight, I just wanna die in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby, when we are together, doing things that we love.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you're near I feel like I'm in heaven, feeling high.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let go, girl.I just need you you to know girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away, baby you're the one I need tonight,&lt;br /&gt;No promises.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, now I need to hold you tight, I just wanna die in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to run away, I want to stay forever, through time and time.&lt;br /&gt;No promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away, I don't wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;No Promises&lt;br /&gt;Baby, now I need to hold you tight, now and forever my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No promises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna run away, baby you're the one I need tonight,&lt;br /&gt;No promises.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, now I need to hold you tight, I just wanna die in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't wanna run away, baby you're the one I need tonight,&lt;br /&gt;No promises.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, now I need to hold you tight, I just wanna die in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Here tonight.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life just felt so much better.&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's cause i'm not thinking too much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;thoughts wander, but they just remain as it is.&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;things will get much better.&lt;br /&gt;calmness. is all that i feel in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend my whole day at home today.&lt;br /&gt;offday. caught up with some old friends.&lt;br /&gt;did want to go out.&lt;br /&gt;but most of them were not free.&lt;br /&gt;eat sleep watch movie play game.&lt;br /&gt;doing things i used to do before.&lt;br /&gt;but it just ain't the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;people change.&lt;br /&gt;u change i change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                 I've never had a dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                    Till the day that I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                    Even though I pretend that I've moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                    You'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                    I never found the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                    You're the one I think about each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                    And I know no matter where life takes me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                    A part of me will always be with you                                 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/9065678-5374652572633864100?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5374652572633864100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5374652572633864100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5374652572633864100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5374652572633864100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-baby-when-we-are-together-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-8656658764016703355</id><published>2009-01-17T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:18:07.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn all the stupid thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;haha. it's over!&lt;br /&gt;no more no more.&lt;br /&gt;i lead another life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-8656658764016703355?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8656658764016703355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=8656658764016703355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8656658764016703355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8656658764016703355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-1367660291163664159</id><published>2009-01-15T01:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:57:28.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't feel like sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;i really felt like closing myself up.&lt;br /&gt;hide in my room,&lt;br /&gt;on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;no one will look for me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;stupid thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-1367660291163664159?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1367660291163664159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=1367660291163664159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1367660291163664159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1367660291163664159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5631999065819867368</id><published>2009-01-14T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:27:58.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>那一条牙膏 再对我傻笑&lt;br /&gt;嘲笑我永远用不掉&lt;br /&gt;想睡就睡 想闹就闹&lt;br /&gt;好快乐少了人捞叨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蓝色的碗盘 多买了一套&lt;br /&gt;我忘了没人陪我通宵&lt;br /&gt;要多少替代的丑角&lt;br /&gt;无辜的陪笑&lt;br /&gt;才会让我能真的忘了你的好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在搞笑藉着热闹掩盖着心跳&lt;br /&gt;边哭边笑偏要说着一个人真好&lt;br /&gt;当人群散了&lt;br /&gt;突然觉得我可以死掉&lt;br /&gt;我受不了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还在搞笑害怕回家不知怎麽熬&lt;br /&gt;这麽多年早就喜欢有你的撒娇&lt;br /&gt;我想我能熬&lt;br /&gt;但是至少要让我知道 你好不好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的小狗 食量变好小&lt;br /&gt;眼神裏常常显得无聊&lt;br /&gt;它习惯睡觉的床位&lt;br /&gt;少了一双脚&lt;br /&gt;所以它常常看着门口睡不着&lt;br /&gt;我在搞笑藉着热闹掩盖着心跳&lt;br /&gt;边哭边笑偏要说着一个人真好&lt;br /&gt;当人群散了&lt;br /&gt;突然觉得我可以死掉&lt;br /&gt;我受不了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在搞笑却在最后眼泪拼命掉&lt;br /&gt;你的离开失去多少我计算不了&lt;br /&gt;忙完了一天&lt;br /&gt;突然觉得又何必辛劳&lt;br /&gt;对谁炫耀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还在搞笑是否拥有麻痹的疗效&lt;br /&gt;唱一夜歌却避不开催泪的曲调&lt;br /&gt;我这夜胡闹 希望听到有人会提到 你好不好&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5631999065819867368?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5631999065819867368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5631999065819867368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5631999065819867368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5631999065819867368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5812150775910363370</id><published>2009-01-13T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:30:43.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night after night, i just kept having the same dream.&lt;br /&gt;and everytime when i tried to hug you,&lt;br /&gt;everything just disappears.&lt;br /&gt;just like how i destroyed what i once had.&lt;br /&gt;i blamed myself once but i realised it won't help in anything.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what else i can do.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what else i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;i just tried my best to stay happy, keep smiling,&lt;br /&gt;hoping all these will just go away and return to how it's like before.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i think it's just my own wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i counted the days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i counted the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i counted every moments we were once in b4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;patiently, patiently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5812150775910363370?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5812150775910363370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5812150775910363370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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each other.&lt;br /&gt;and we call that team bonding.&lt;br /&gt;but it's just totally true.&lt;br /&gt;we joke around, point out each other mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;that includes even the chef.&lt;br /&gt;but of cause with some respect.&lt;br /&gt;in this kitchen, i found back the feeling of going to work everyday.&lt;br /&gt;we help each other, tiring but felt worth it.&lt;br /&gt;during this past month, i created a fucking big mess in my life.&lt;br /&gt;my family, my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;big fuck. yes, so big that till now i can't clean up the mess.&lt;br /&gt;my family now still not so bad. but her.&lt;br /&gt;i just felt so different.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the days where i get to disturb her or so called "bully"&lt;br /&gt;and she trys to do the same back to me.&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt i will ever have it back.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, as long as the relationship is stable.&lt;br /&gt;work is now a big part of me.&lt;br /&gt;it just help me cover up all the things i don't wish to think about.&lt;br /&gt;work and work, slogging my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just afraid one day i will tired myself out.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think that day will come.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how tired i am. i still have 5 hours of sleep and just enough to keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she doesn't knows how happy i was that she was back.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she doesn't knows how much i miss her this few days.&lt;br /&gt;some might say it's just a few days only, don't be silly.&lt;br /&gt;but to me, it's different when i intend to give my everything into this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;that's how i love someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a person who keeps learning things through mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;how much did i gain from learning, or i lost more making the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't fail in poly, i will never gone to shatec.&lt;br /&gt;if i didn't go to shatec, i will never learn much about the outside world,&lt;br /&gt;i will never work part time in baden.&lt;br /&gt;if i never work in baden, i will never get to know her.&lt;br /&gt;4 years. i brought my life over to a world i never ever thought i would be in.&lt;br /&gt;4 years. i tried to find myself.&lt;br /&gt;4 years. i tried to redeem myself.&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea why i wrote so much in this post.&lt;br /&gt;but i just want to keep writing.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to bottle up my feelings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so heavy inside.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&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;i just hope she doesn't treat me so coldly anymore.&lt;br /&gt;my heart can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;it freezes me so hard that a single knock will break it into many pieces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-4504957107796387699?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4504957107796387699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=4504957107796387699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4504957107796387699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4504957107796387699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/working-in-kitchen-is-so-damn-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-9099795079237367382</id><published>2009-01-08T04:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T04:58:23.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>离乡背井已经多年&lt;br /&gt;人不轻狂枉费少年&lt;br /&gt;伤痕累累毫无作为&lt;br /&gt;依然装作潇洒一回&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日以继夜无法入睡&lt;br /&gt;所有疲惫映入眼帘&lt;br /&gt;暮然回首细数伤口&lt;br /&gt;我问自己还能撑多久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回家的路走的太遥远看也看不见&lt;br /&gt;翻山越岭一天又一天你在哪一边&lt;br /&gt;回家的路走的每一步感觉都孤独&lt;br /&gt;回家的路走的好辛苦却好幸福&lt;br /&gt;要不是当时的倔强如今也不会变这样&lt;br /&gt;回家的路走的好辛苦却看不清楚&lt;br /&gt;            ------------------               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无论到哪还是家最舒服.&lt;br /&gt;因为当时的倔强而照成的后果.&lt;br /&gt;回家的路走的好辛苦却好幸福.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was never alone.&lt;br /&gt;i was just being too self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;i only thought of myself and never those around me.&lt;br /&gt;i hurt every single person who were concerned about me.&lt;br /&gt;till today after i watched the show, i realised how i was like.&lt;br /&gt;to those i deeply hurt,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-9099795079237367382?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/9099795079237367382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=9099795079237367382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/9099795079237367382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/9099795079237367382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-6332436427243511165</id><published>2009-01-06T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:46:17.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>说过的错话做过的错事&lt;br /&gt;这一辈子我都不想忘记&lt;br /&gt;因为每一次都是对我的一个教训一段成长&lt;br /&gt;我自认我不够成熟&lt;br /&gt;因此造成了一个又一个伤心落泪&lt;br /&gt;我知道做过的事无法洗去&lt;br /&gt;但我会很努力很努力的去弥补&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-6332436427243511165?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-473771539822890349</id><published>2009-01-05T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:51:21.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>黄子俊阿黄子俊&lt;br /&gt;我真的觉得你很糟糕&lt;br /&gt;你到底在想什么&lt;br /&gt;一次又一次的不断伤害人&lt;br /&gt;要不是当时的倔强如今也不会变这样...&lt;br /&gt;要不是当时的倔强如今也不会变这样...&lt;br /&gt;要不是当时的倔强如今也不会变这样...&lt;br /&gt;要不是当时的倔强如今也不会变这样...&lt;br /&gt;要不是当时的倔强如今也不会变这样...&lt;br /&gt;要不是当时的倔强如今也不会变这样...&lt;br /&gt;要不是当时的倔强如今也不会变这样...&lt;br /&gt;要不是当时的倔强如今也不会变这样...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你真是个彻底的白痴.&lt;br /&gt;烂人废物王八蛋.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-473771539822890349?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/473771539822890349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=473771539822890349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/473771539822890349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/473771539822890349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-4242790142151206269</id><published>2009-01-05T04:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T04:34:36.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just want everything back to normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-4242790142151206269?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4242790142151206269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=4242790142151206269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4242790142151206269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4242790142151206269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-want-everything-back-to-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-9152143686263144644</id><published>2009-01-04T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:43:00.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>原来一切都是我的错&lt;br /&gt;想不到想了三个星期就是这样的结果&lt;br /&gt;我想我也许要点时间好好去反省&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-9152143686263144644?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/9152143686263144644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=9152143686263144644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/9152143686263144644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/9152143686263144644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-4524583297001567737</id><published>2009-01-03T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:55:04.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>一天天的过了&lt;br /&gt;第三个星期&lt;br /&gt;你对我也一天比一天的冷淡&lt;br /&gt;当我问你你却说你很累&lt;br /&gt;问你是否不开心你却叫我等待&lt;br /&gt;要是时光能到流&lt;br /&gt;最经我抽的烟越来越多&lt;br /&gt;一不忙想到的就会是抽烟&lt;br /&gt;是心情不好还是闷?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好的真的值得等待吗?&lt;br /&gt;还是又是一次又一次的敷衍我&lt;br /&gt;但我还是选择了等&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-4524583297001567737?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4524583297001567737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;will be yours in times of plenty and in times of want,&lt;br /&gt;in times of sickness and in times of health,&lt;br /&gt;in times of joy and in times of sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;in times of failure and in times of triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will cherish you, trust you,&lt;br /&gt;laugh with you and cry with you,&lt;br /&gt;love you through the good times and bad,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the obstacles we may face together,&lt;br /&gt;and loving you more each day than i did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; promise to care and protect you,&lt;br /&gt;to comfort and encourge you,&lt;br /&gt;and stay with you till death do us part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5665936258075294100?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5665936258075294100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5665936258075294100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5665936258075294100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5665936258075294100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-will-be-yours-in-times-of-plenty-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5674275144090966479</id><published>2008-12-16T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:51:58.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why does it seems as if everything changes just after that stupid sunday.&lt;br /&gt;i just wish it never happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5674275144090966479?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5674275144090966479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5674275144090966479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5674275144090966479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5674275144090966479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-does-it-seems-as-if-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-9092045503955517988</id><published>2008-12-14T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:02:01.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry... i am really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;我又一次把你气哭在陌生街头&lt;br /&gt;爱你...我当然爱你&lt;br /&gt;自从第一眼到现在什至没人敢预测的将来&lt;br /&gt;请你相信不是我不愿意改变我自已&lt;br /&gt;而是一再努力又一再放弃那个软弱的自已&lt;br /&gt;其实我恨透了我自已没有认输的勇气&lt;br /&gt;让你受尽了不安和委屈&lt;br /&gt;你是我这一生这一生最最最害怕去伤害到的人&lt;br /&gt;也是我这一生这一生唯一能让我安定下来的人&lt;br /&gt;虽然我并没有并没有并没有一身温纯的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;但是我很愿意很愿意做那个永远照顾你的人&lt;br /&gt;我的爱人请听我有颗不善言语的心&lt;br /&gt;只能够看着你远处的背影&lt;br /&gt;              -------------------------             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-9092045503955517988?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/9092045503955517988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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words&lt;br /&gt;No way to speak&lt;br /&gt;I would still hear you&lt;br /&gt;If there were no tears&lt;br /&gt;No way to feel inside&lt;br /&gt;I'd still feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if the sun refused to shine&lt;br /&gt;Even if romance ran out of rhyme&lt;br /&gt;You would still have my heart until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;You're all I need my love my Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my life I have been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;All you give to me&lt;br /&gt;You've opened my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And shown me how to love unselfishly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've dreamed of this a thousand times before&lt;br /&gt;But in my dreams I couldn't love you more&lt;br /&gt;I will give you my heart&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;You're all I need, my love, my Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if the sun refused to shine&lt;br /&gt;Even if romance ran out of rhyme&lt;br /&gt;You would still have my heart until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I need is you, my Valentine&lt;br /&gt;You're all I need, my love, my Valentine&lt;br /&gt;                       -----------------                      &lt;br /&gt;this song was from my silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;the girl which made me felt so special.&lt;br /&gt;the girl which is so silly to buy a teddy bear just because she miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, dear.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not able to accompany you often.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll make sure i'll be there when you needed me the most.&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell you how much, how many times i miss you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell you how happy i was, to see you, to hug you.&lt;br /&gt;i can't tell you how tough it was to countdown to my offday, just to accompany you for that day.&lt;br /&gt;i can only tell you i'm working very hard towards our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling.&lt;br /&gt;falling deep in a river called love.&lt;br /&gt;with this silly little girl.&lt;br /&gt;and this is how i say,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7190403979161985077?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7190403979161985077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7190403979161985077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7190403979161985077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7190403979161985077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-there-were-no-words-no-way-to-speak.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5148182835229477220</id><published>2008-11-21T03:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:01:46.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>虽然是简单的形容&lt;br /&gt;虽然是重复的动作&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;因为有你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;让一切都变成不平凡&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想缝合你我手心&lt;br /&gt;就这样牵着不开&lt;br /&gt;有你陪伴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;呼吸着有你的空气&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;就是幸福&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ti amo te quiero&lt;br /&gt;每一天都要爱上你&lt;br /&gt;想着你沉入梦境&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;一张眼一清醒&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第一个想到又是你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarang hae and &lt;strong&gt;i love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我每天都要爱上你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;少一天就会遗憾&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陪着你的光阴&lt;br /&gt;怎样都不算蹉跎&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个简单的歌就把心里所有的话都说了出来.&lt;br /&gt;有了你, 我的生命多了色彩.&lt;br /&gt;有了你, 空气里只有幸福.&lt;br /&gt;每天醒来, 第一个想到的一定是你.&lt;br /&gt;不管是不是少了一天, 就算少了一秒没爱你都会遗憾.&lt;br /&gt;因为我就是那么的爱你.&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went back to the doctor today.&lt;br /&gt;it never get any better.&lt;br /&gt;checkup in hospital on wed.&lt;br /&gt;i know she is scared.&lt;br /&gt;i know she is worried.&lt;br /&gt;even though she never says anything.&lt;br /&gt;but i know it.&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't want me to be worried about her.&lt;br /&gt;silly little girl.&lt;br /&gt;requested for off next wed to accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;i want to show her i will be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens, she will never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;because you are the colour in my life.&lt;br /&gt;with you, there's only happiness.&lt;br /&gt;and only you, i love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5148182835229477220?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5148182835229477220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5148182835229477220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5148182835229477220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5148182835229477220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/ti-amo-te-quiero-sarang-hae-and-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-2060624463372183724</id><published>2008-11-15T07:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:31:23.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我一直在寻找,&lt;br /&gt;可爱的微笑,&lt;br /&gt;今天终于让我找到.&lt;br /&gt;你有特别的味道,&lt;br /&gt;让我神魂颠倒.&lt;br /&gt;我们手牵手,&lt;br /&gt;沙滩走一走,&lt;br /&gt;只要跟你在一起就足够.&lt;br /&gt;我只有一个要求,&lt;br /&gt;就是要对你好,&lt;br /&gt;永远不让你流泪,&lt;br /&gt;永远都不让你心碎,&lt;br /&gt;希望你相信我.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words from part of the lyrics,&lt;br /&gt;words which i wanted to tell my little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me she cried after reading my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;she wrote in her blog that seeing medicine makes her felt like she is leaving.&lt;br /&gt;she had been strong.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it all along.&lt;br /&gt;i told her she was being silly, i just want to share her burdens and pain.&lt;br /&gt;i'm writing in my blog to tell her that she is my medicine for life.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see her everyday.&lt;br /&gt;without her, i would have no motivation in life.&lt;br /&gt;you gave me the strength to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;you gave me hope to never give up.&lt;br /&gt;it's my turn to give you my strength and the hope to never give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2060624463372183724?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2060624463372183724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=2060624463372183724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2060624463372183724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2060624463372183724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-1076020419810770997</id><published>2008-11-14T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T03:37:17.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's just so heart-breaking to see her suffering.&lt;br /&gt;yea. she might not be suffering from any terminal sickness.&lt;br /&gt;but still it had been tough for her.&lt;br /&gt;having fever every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;breathing difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;not able to eat the things she like.&lt;br /&gt;it had been nearly 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even think i can last for a day or 2.&lt;br /&gt;plus all the medications.&lt;br /&gt;who likes them.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could share her pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all i could do is be there for her, trying my best to make her happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so useless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-1076020419810770997?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1076020419810770997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=1076020419810770997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1076020419810770997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1076020419810770997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-just-so-heart-breaking-to-see-her.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-1384384342107589957</id><published>2008-11-10T04:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T05:10:29.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn. i think i got a 6hour lag time.&lt;br /&gt;normally, people wake up at 6,&lt;br /&gt;start work at 8, end at 5,&lt;br /&gt;sleep at 10.&lt;br /&gt;i wake up at 12.&lt;br /&gt;start work at 2, end at 10.&lt;br /&gt;and sleep at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;i'm freaking weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-1384384342107589957?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1384384342107589957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=1384384342107589957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1384384342107589957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1384384342107589957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-1739785839307925621</id><published>2008-11-09T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:58:08.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didn't wanted to update.&lt;br /&gt;but my little girl is bored at home,&lt;br /&gt;and since she's sick and can't go out.&lt;br /&gt;i shall entertain her.&lt;br /&gt;however i'm so lazy to blog, so i shall keep this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of events during this one month since we left school.&lt;br /&gt;out of intercon. back in to les amis.&lt;br /&gt;work is fun but tiring.&lt;br /&gt;well. i actually learnt more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-1739785839307925621?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/1739785839307925621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=1739785839307925621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1739785839307925621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/1739785839307925621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/11/didnt-wanted-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-2901488724592116605</id><published>2008-10-21T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:18:51.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>useless fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2901488724592116605?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2901488724592116605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=2901488724592116605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2901488724592116605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2901488724592116605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/useless-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5787035021118792851</id><published>2008-10-16T03:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T04:00:13.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what am i.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna give everything up and start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;just few days back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i found this girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;i wish it was her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;hopefully it's her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5787035021118792851?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5787035021118792851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5787035021118792851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5787035021118792851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5787035021118792851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-8455115085852567731</id><published>2008-10-02T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T02:54:29.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate nights.&lt;br /&gt;lonely nights.&lt;br /&gt;it just makes minds start to wander...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone knows the feeling of,&lt;br /&gt;not knowing where to go.&lt;br /&gt;no idea of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;doing all the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i thought i found my answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but it had once again become a question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why cant things just come to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just let me sleep and never wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-8455115085852567731?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8455115085852567731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=8455115085852567731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8455115085852567731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8455115085852567731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-7856014203629406172</id><published>2008-09-30T05:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T05:13:11.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate the days when i don't know what i doing.&lt;br /&gt;again, i over played.&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1's over.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days till attachment starts.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like my life now.&lt;br /&gt;it totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;why does those who i like ignore me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;and those who don't just stick to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;this is so ******up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-7856014203629406172?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/7856014203629406172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=7856014203629406172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7856014203629406172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/7856014203629406172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hate-days-when-i-dont-know-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-6322950657795208487</id><published>2008-09-19T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T02:20:12.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>always square one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she still likes him.&lt;br /&gt;she's still crying over him.&lt;br /&gt;i just wonder what else can i do.&lt;br /&gt;it has been almost a month.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i just have to stay on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wondering if she knows it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my instinct says no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wondering what happens if someone told her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my instinct says i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i lack the experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-6322950657795208487?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6322950657795208487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=6322950657795208487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/6322950657795208487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/6322950657795208487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/always-square-one.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-4272235155273527472</id><published>2008-09-18T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:52:54.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams,&lt;br /&gt;wasn't hard at all.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;last 5 papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding meaning in life.&lt;br /&gt;understanding philosophies.&lt;br /&gt;seen some friends done stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;going crazy about girls.&lt;br /&gt;but once again.&lt;br /&gt;what have i learnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiling to myself yet shaking my head.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i had learnt.&lt;br /&gt;it just changes me, the way i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you asked me again.&lt;br /&gt;all i could say is.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt not to resist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-4272235155273527472?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4272235155273527472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=4272235155273527472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4272235155273527472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4272235155273527472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams-wasnt-hard-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-3237183401628781452</id><published>2008-09-15T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T04:05:49.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>今天的心情非常不好, 我也不知道是为了什么.&lt;br /&gt;难道是因为她吗?&lt;br /&gt;看到她因为和他男朋友分手而这么伤心难过导致生病, 我感到非常的心痛.&lt;br /&gt;这一个月以来我很想很想对她表明我的爱意,&lt;br /&gt;但又怕增加她的负担.&lt;br /&gt;她现在所最我的忽冷忽热, 我已经快受不了了.&lt;br /&gt;我感到好累好累.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我今天试着哭出来, 但连一滴都哭不出.&lt;br /&gt;心里好闷好闷, 简直就要爆掉一样.&lt;br /&gt;好难过.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no matter what, i still will stay by her side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-3237183401628781452?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3237183401628781452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=3237183401628781452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3237183401628781452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3237183401628781452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-563809303655131208</id><published>2008-09-06T07:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T07:32:42.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i got too deep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that stupid thing didnt happen.&lt;br /&gt;all the following stuffs wont have happened.&lt;br /&gt;but what did i get now.&lt;br /&gt;unreturned msges. left-outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one-sided love is just so fucked-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but that's what i chose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love her more than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-563809303655131208?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/563809303655131208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=563809303655131208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/563809303655131208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/563809303655131208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-i-got-too-deep-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-907382273846787232</id><published>2008-09-03T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:07:44.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever felt like crying and smiling at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;but things just happens into this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-907382273846787232?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/907382273846787232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=907382273846787232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/907382273846787232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/907382273846787232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/have-you-ever-felt-like-crying-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-8246775058808454490</id><published>2008-09-03T06:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:20:39.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i gonna die later in class.&lt;br /&gt;didnt sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;was making a birthday cake for her.&lt;br /&gt;and touching up on the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i think i need to do make cheesecakes at home.&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking longer and longer time to complete a cake.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i've completed =)&lt;br /&gt;waiting for it to set. but i only left 1 1/2 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;just hope the freezer works well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it may be tough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but it's my choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just want to do my part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to make her happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;X   X   X   X   X  X  X&lt;br /&gt;3 more years to think damn hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if not it will be confirmed that i will be going to australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-8246775058808454490?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8246775058808454490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=8246775058808454490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8246775058808454490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8246775058808454490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-i-gonna-die-later-in-class.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-2830179152741397149</id><published>2008-08-30T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:56:19.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;but every word was just like a sharp knife,&lt;br /&gt;that pierces deeply into my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2830179152741397149?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2830179152741397149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=2830179152741397149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2830179152741397149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2830179152741397149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-you-didnt-know.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-25226305292950836</id><published>2008-08-29T03:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:09:57.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just can't stop loving her.&lt;br /&gt;every words, every action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats. intercont chef.&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks till exams.&lt;br /&gt;time to stay focus.&lt;br /&gt;projects due next week.&lt;br /&gt;and her birthday too. =)&lt;br /&gt;i just hope everything succeeds.&lt;br /&gt;i've been planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's your smile that brightens my everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-25226305292950836?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/25226305292950836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=25226305292950836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/25226305292950836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/25226305292950836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-cant-help-loving-her.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-2038710184853036602</id><published>2008-08-27T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:16:31.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's still lots to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;数到五答应我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一次看着你就为你心动 聪明的我  怎能让你走&lt;br /&gt;第二次看见你我竟然失控 是我的错  请你原谅我&lt;br /&gt;第三次看见你想要告诉你 我真的爱你  是真的爱你&lt;br /&gt;第四次看着你我有些要求 请你能够  安安静静的聆听&lt;br /&gt;一.让我保护你&lt;br /&gt;二.让我照顾你&lt;br /&gt;三.所有的要求不能当作游戏&lt;br /&gt;四.接受这命运&lt;br /&gt;五.永远不分离&lt;br /&gt;那最后一个一定要说你愿意&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be your lover I wanna be your man&lt;br /&gt;我只要你开心多一点&lt;br /&gt;can you be my lover don't wanna be your friend&lt;br /&gt;给你幸福到永远&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2038710184853036602?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2038710184853036602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=2038710184853036602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2038710184853036602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2038710184853036602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/theres-still-lots-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-3627849040707565266</id><published>2008-08-26T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:25:23.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what makes a good chef.&lt;br /&gt;what makes me so special to be a good chef.&lt;br /&gt;the prologue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just felt like giving up already.&lt;br /&gt;but how can i when i told others not to.&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks to attachment.&lt;br /&gt;even if i lasted through 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;how about that 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. just a step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;one by one. forsaking everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-3627849040707565266?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3627849040707565266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=3627849040707565266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3627849040707565266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3627849040707565266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-makes-good-chef.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-5085017430510340010</id><published>2008-08-23T04:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T04:20:18.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how much do you understand yourself.&lt;br /&gt;is cooking your passion.&lt;br /&gt;know yourself well to win others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every words were just repeats of statements of others during the past 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;do i know myself.&lt;br /&gt;is cooking my passion?&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy cooking. but is that what i really wanted.&lt;br /&gt;soul-searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many questions that can't be answered.&lt;br /&gt;thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-5085017430510340010?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/5085017430510340010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=5085017430510340010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5085017430510340010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/5085017430510340010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-much-do-you-understand-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-6916785249996887211</id><published>2008-08-21T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:26:31.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;have to find new hotels again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;why does it happen over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;fucking just get over it.&lt;br /&gt;wake up.&lt;br /&gt;bang against the damn wall and wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's just too much to learn.&lt;br /&gt;i regretted growing up too slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"before you start learning, understand the philosophy"&lt;br /&gt;that's what he said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-6916785249996887211?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/6916785249996887211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=6916785249996887211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/6916785249996887211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/6916785249996887211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-2208133782580875324</id><published>2008-08-19T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:44:23.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it just takes time.&lt;br /&gt;lots of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chose this path.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to turn back again.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. time for me to go is getting near.&lt;br /&gt;3 more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sentosa Resort and Spa called again.&lt;br /&gt;to meet the chef on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;hope i get through.&lt;br /&gt;damn tired to go for interview and interview.&lt;br /&gt;just let it go my way please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-2208133782580875324?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/2208133782580875324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=2208133782580875324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2208133782580875324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/2208133782580875324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/well.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-671666390611737824</id><published>2008-08-18T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:31:44.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's always like that.&lt;br /&gt;always gone when i needed them the most.&lt;br /&gt;internet's down again.&lt;br /&gt;shall blog in notepad then update tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood is fucked-up.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could bring some back chatting online.&lt;br /&gt;well. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i really felt super super tired already.&lt;br /&gt;it has come to a point where the previous me would have just give up on everything.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't bear to do it now.&lt;br /&gt;i've put too much effort within this one year.f&lt;br /&gt;rom the point i met the first her,&lt;br /&gt;till we broke off, entered shatec.&lt;br /&gt;met another her. gave it all for studies.&lt;br /&gt;then getting good grades.&lt;br /&gt;i could have say i had gave everything i could.&lt;br /&gt;i m tired.&lt;br /&gt;my resolve had weaken.&lt;br /&gt;yet there's no chance for a breather.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish there was a few days to get everything out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;too much things happened during the recent week.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought of this third her.&lt;br /&gt;didn't know when. but the feeling just came.&lt;br /&gt;everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;and i expected something to happen.&lt;br /&gt;every single time.when things began to run smoothly for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm waiting for tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-671666390611737824?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/671666390611737824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=671666390611737824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/671666390611737824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/671666390611737824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-always-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-303535275218507156</id><published>2008-08-16T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T11:44:19.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>忘了是怎么开始&lt;br /&gt;也许就是对你&lt;br /&gt;有一种感觉&lt;br /&gt;忽然间发现自己&lt;br /&gt;已深深爱上你&lt;br /&gt;真的很简单&lt;br /&gt;爱得地暗天黑都已无所谓&lt;br /&gt;是是非非无法决择&lt;br /&gt;没有后悔为爱日夜去跟随&lt;br /&gt;那个疯狂的人是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you 无法不爱着你&lt;br /&gt;说你也爱我&lt;br /&gt;i love you 永远不愿意baby&lt;br /&gt;失去你&lt;br /&gt;不可能更快乐&lt;br /&gt;只要能在一起&lt;br /&gt;做什么都可以&lt;br /&gt;虽然世界变个不停&lt;br /&gt;用最真诚的心&lt;br /&gt;让爱变得简单&lt;br /&gt;爱得地暗天黑都已无所谓&lt;br /&gt;是是非非无法决择&lt;br /&gt;没有后悔为爱日夜去跟随&lt;br /&gt;那个疯狂的人是我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you 我一直在这里&lt;br /&gt;一直在爱你&lt;br /&gt;i love you 永远都不放弃&lt;br /&gt;这爱你的权利&lt;br /&gt;如果你还有一些困惑&lt;br /&gt;请贴着我的心倾听&lt;br /&gt;听我说着爱你&lt;br /&gt;yes i do&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/9065678-303535275218507156?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/303535275218507156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=303535275218507156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/303535275218507156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/303535275218507156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-you-i-love-you-baby-i-love-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-8055189931976259073</id><published>2008-08-16T03:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:51:08.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;every minute wait just seems like a few thousand years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do with all these blues&lt;br /&gt;Haunting me everywhere&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i do&lt;br /&gt;Watching the candle flicker out&lt;br /&gt;In the evening glow&lt;br /&gt;I can't let go, when will that night be over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to fall in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And baby there's a name for what you put me through&lt;br /&gt;It isn't love it's robbery&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping with the ghost of you and me&lt;br /&gt;Seen a lot of broken hearts go sailing by&lt;br /&gt;Phantom ships, lost at sea&lt;br /&gt;Well one of them is mine&lt;br /&gt;Raising my glass I sing a toast to the midnight sky&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why the stars don't seem to guide me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghost of you and me&lt;br /&gt;When will it set me free&lt;br /&gt;I hear the voices call&lt;br /&gt;Following footsteps down the hall&lt;br /&gt;Trying to save what's left of my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Watching the candle flicker out in the evening glow&lt;br /&gt;I can't let go&lt;br /&gt;When will this night be over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-8055189931976259073?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/8055189931976259073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=8055189931976259073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8055189931976259073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/8055189931976259073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/every-minute-wait-just-seems-like-few.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-4134995796283309373</id><published>2008-08-15T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:51:26.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i never liked to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;i never liked drinking.&lt;br /&gt;yet i kept smoking and drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if i liked her.&lt;br /&gt;i'm nothing compared to him.&lt;br /&gt;not because he is way better than me.&lt;br /&gt;but just that.&lt;br /&gt;she loved him.&lt;br /&gt;he's far more important to her than me.&lt;br /&gt;i was just another friend that only appeared 2 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;i just wonder if you will feel heartache if you heard how hard she cried because of you.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't, just leave her.&lt;br /&gt;if you do, please don't make her sad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;i just wish to see her happy again.&lt;br /&gt;i miss her smile, her laughter, that cute little face that never fails to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;the day she had been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;just hours till she get her answer.&lt;br /&gt;to break up or to make up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-4134995796283309373?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/4134995796283309373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=4134995796283309373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4134995796283309373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/4134995796283309373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-never-liked-to-smoke.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-740690214541158744</id><published>2008-08-13T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:51:38.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damn bored now.&lt;br /&gt;seriously life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;my feeling is fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;currently at bryan's house.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;keep thinking of her.&lt;br /&gt;moody.&lt;br /&gt;helpless.&lt;br /&gt;how i hope friday will pass soon.&lt;br /&gt;at least there's an answer for her.&lt;br /&gt;at least she won't be so sad.&lt;br /&gt;at least i know what i can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-740690214541158744?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/740690214541158744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=740690214541158744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/740690214541158744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/740690214541158744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/damn-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-9179305771576982238</id><published>2008-08-13T01:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:52:04.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but after all this that happened to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i felt so much for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; wanted this to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just wanted it to be just like best of friends, brother and sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fate outplayed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now i'm left stuck in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my heart and thoughts are all messed up right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when i heard u cried today when u called me abt ur bf,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my heart sank. it hurt me so much to hear u sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seriously. i had no mood for lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to rush down to find u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when lessons finally ended and i rushed down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the moment i heard from u how important he is to u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it felt like the whole sky had fallen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but nevertheless i just want to try my best to make u laugh, make u smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm feeling so fucked-up now. &lt;strong&gt;lost.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to had a drink with scott.&lt;br /&gt;chatted for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much came out.&lt;br /&gt;just overflowing problems.&lt;br /&gt;if only life could be like prehistoric times.&lt;br /&gt;hunt and get hunted.&lt;br /&gt;to survive or to die.&lt;br /&gt;but too much had been added in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a heart that went dead 5 hours ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-9179305771576982238?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/9179305771576982238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=9179305771576982238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/9179305771576982238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/9179305771576982238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065678.post-3483025891163366226</id><published>2008-08-12T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:31:18.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleah..&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember what else i did during this long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;all i remembered was working and working.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps that's how life is during attachment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow. i just feel there will be another big change in life soon.&lt;br /&gt;maybe.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9065678-3483025891163366226?l=jun-nonsense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/feeds/3483025891163366226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9065678&amp;postID=3483025891163366226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3483025891163366226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9065678/posts/default/3483025891163366226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jun-nonsense.blogspot.com/2008/08/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316912323437022175</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
